Mrs. lu's the jinx queen Novels & Stories

he answered with a smirk and said, “It’s time we head down now, don’t you think? You’ve been hiding away for thirty minutes already.” “I am the Queen,” she answered as she walked through the door he opened. He quickly grabbed the ice bucket and handed it to the server waiting at the door for them. Alessandro lead Daphnée to the DJ booth. He took the microphone from him and tapped on it, gaining everyone’s attention with the awful sound it made. Everyone looked at the stage and saw this beautiful big lady with a glass of red wine in her hand and a smile on her face as she looked at Alessandro.

Queenie smiled gently. It was a simple sentence, yet I couldn't help but think that she was alluding to someone else. I looked at Jasmine, who lowered her head and concealed her emotions from everyone else. Andrew jogged to the kitchen to get Queenie some oatmeal. Queenie leaned against the back of the chair and smirked weakly, "Jasmine, is it? Long time no see. You're still as beautiful as ever. "I'm sorry that I'm too sick to greet you just now. I'm Queenie, Lulu's roommate at Lincoln University and her best friend."

“Despite appearances, I’m still a prince of this kingdom.” “That’s not what—” she began to weakly protest before seeming to second-guess herself and quickly cut herself off, swinging her glare back to me. “Look, he told me to bring you, and I cannot refuse a direct order from His Majesty,” she said before taking on a low, warning tone: “and neither should you.” Meanwhile, Eric held out his arm to me opposite Isabelle. “The Luna Queen is waiting for you.” I gulped. If both were true, I would risk insulting one person by choosing the other. But on the chance that only one told the truth, I needed to choose carefully.

She leaned against the door, closed her eyes, and savored the long-awaited sense of security. The apartment was completely dark, with only the moonlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a faint silver glow on the floor. Alice didn't turn on the lights immediately, but instead examined every corner in the dim light, making sure there were no intruders. After confirming her safety, she turned on the lights. The warm yellow light dispelled the darkness, illuminating the minimalist and modern top-floor apartment. Alice took off her dusty black leather jacket to reveal a white T-shirt soaked in sweat beneath.

she looks up, placing her phone next to here. “You are here. I am excited to meet you Mrs-,” “Please, it’s Lucinda. Queen Mother is the true Mrs. Phoenix if you asked me and well-,” “Queen Mother?” she tilts her head confused, and then I remembered I have used to incorrect terminology but try to play it cool. “Yeah, she’s a queen like that. It’s more like how we respect and adore her. She is our Queen but also our mother,” I smile, saving myself.

“Stay here.” I moved through the palace corridors with lethal silence, a shadow in the moonlit halls. The door to my private treasury stood ajar. Inside, the massive safe’s door gaped open. And there he was—the assassin, the broken, bleeding man from the warehouse. Satchel heavy with my gold in one hand, reaching for another fistful of coins with the other. He froze as I stepped in, eyes wide with panic. I leaned against the doorframe, every inch the queen despite my undress. I tilted my head, voice deceptively calm. “I am in a particularly foul mood tonight. Give me one reason I shouldn’t end you right here and now.”

He was the same man who was talking rubbish about her. "Mr Quin, start speaking," Aurora said with her hand wrapped in front of her chest as her eyes snapped on him. Mr Quin took a breath and said, "I think our Princess is not qualified enough for the throne of the Queen and the CEO because you were never engaged in any of our meetings or war. You don't know anything about the darkness of the Alphas. I'm afraid you won't be able to guide us." A smirk formed upon his lips as soon as he completed his words because he thought it was the right time to suppress the sole Heiress of the Fright Corporation.

They walked up to the woman. ‘Hello my name is Anna…’ ‘Tucker and these are your associates Dominion and John, Mr. Quinn has been expecting you’ the woman said interrupting Amanda. ‘Ah’ Amanda replies. The woman leads them into the office then leaves. The so called Mr. Quinn is man in his late forties; he is a politician and also the owner and Ceo of Lush Homes. ‘Mr. Quinn’ Amanda says smiling cunningly as she brings out her hand to shake him.

I turn my head to the other lady who called me a whore first. “Don’t forget, I am still Mrs Deluca and Dominic is my husband and does whatever I say, I don’t want your husband or any of you dead like Theo, you get that?” I say my voice low and filled with tension They step back in fear, probably knowing who I am speaking about and what happened to him. “Good, now let's drink wine and be merry” I send them a cocky smile turning to the floor-length windows slightly

"Number one," James Lu lightly tapped the armrest with one hand and said, "You're Mrs. Lu now, and you must always remember that, 'cause I have no interest in being cucked." "..." Elizabeth Liang nodded sullenly. "Got it." Then he added, "Keep a distance from other men at all times, okay?" "Mm." "What kind of attitude is that, Elizabeth?" "I answered you!" What kind of attitude? She had a great attitude!