Queen Amore Novels & Stories

Julius steps in, eager to show me to the door. I stare at Alpha Dante, hot shame and embarrassment causing tears to prick my eyes. He meets my eyes, the rest of his handsome face is cold as ice but those eyes…they stare at me like he wants to close the distance and sink his teeth into my neck. Why won't he just do it? Is it something about me? Am I that unattractive to him? That has to be it. Fuck. I was so stupid. He has the Queen. And she’s a bombshell. Why did I think my seduction tactic would work?

Queen ignored her and typed. Queen: You haven't even seen me wear it. The reply came. George: Exactly why I'm looking forward to tonight. Queen's cheeks warmed. She stared at the screen. Ava slowly leaned closer. "Read it." "No." "Queen." "No." Ava groaned. "You cannot bring billionaire romance into my workplace and then refuse to give me updates." Queen laughed. Her phone buzzed again. George: Eat your lunch. She smiled. Queen: Yes, sir. A few seconds passed.

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

“Think with your heart.” I looked down at her hand. Then back at her. “What does that mean?” “The answer is in here.” She tapped my chest lightly. My eyebrows pulled together. “You’re saying I don’t want all three?” Aurelie looked at me as though the question amused her. “Angela.” She lowered her hand. “I am your queen.” There was no arrogance in her voice. “I already know what you want but that’s not what I’m saying. I’m saying the answer is inside of you.”

'She was not fragile like a flower. She was fragile like a bomb.' ———♤♤♤——— "Are you sure about this, honey?" Liliana Romano asked Bella as her eyes became glassy with tears threatening to spill, her husband holding her tightly by the waist. It was only natural for them to feel down, they were after all sending their only daughter to America. Bella was already twenty years old, she was old enough to make decisions of her own. The two can only support her as she tries to accomplish her goal: taking down the Sicilian Mafia.

Someone had been through what she has? She smiles. “I think I would like that very much,” she answers, much to Kieran’s delight. She knew she could use a shoulder right now. Someone other than Kieran or Clarissa, someone unknown. Could this Amaranthe possibly help her? He smiles and plants a kiss on the inside of her wrist. “I’ll let her know. She’s known as The Bratva Queen, but she’s really the most timid thing ever.” “Are you talking about my wife, Teague?”

(Queen Aqeesha) Standing on top of a halves giant turtle carcass, Queen Aqeesha flashed a wide smiles as she take a casual glance at the Aeternum Vice President, who looks as if she was taking a stroll amidst the sea of monsters. Kolarova knew her mother were relieve to see this scenery, this proud queen rarely shows her emotions and complimenting someone stringer than her, is naturally something that she rarely do. But what she said is true, Eloesa will change from today onwards, she can feel it.

Sitting up abruptly, she scanned her surroundings, realizing she was in the altar of the Witch Queen Mother of the Ocean. "You're so lucky, Anne," the Queen Mother remarked, pouring a substance into a calabash. Anne turned around to see the Queen Mother behind her. The Queen Mother was a beautiful mermaid adorned with a golden crown atop her head and holding a golden scepter in her left hand. "All hail the Queen Mother," Anne said, bowing humbly. The Queen scoffed. "Not yet." Anne lowered her gaze, expressing her regret. "I am sorry this happened, Mother," she said humbly.

queen Mackenzie said with a glare. “I don’t get you, Mackenzie; can you throw more light?” Amelia said and gazed at queen Mackenzie’s face. “Mum, why are you behaving like a kid? Haven’t you heard about king Rehoboth’s new wife?” queen Mackenzie said. “Oh, my God; I didn’t hear anything of such. Are you serious?” Amelia said.

Kenji loosens his hold on the Vampire, causing him to drop to his knees in front of me, his surprised eyes moving from Kenji to me. A smirk appears on the man’s face yet again. ‘How fortuitous.’ His eyes gleam with unchecked desire. ‘Maybe I will not have to get rid of the new Queen afterall.’ His calculating eyes roam over my body, making bile rise up, burning my throat. ‘She is much more beautiful than Serena afterall.’ “The name is Damian, my Queen.” His hand reaches up to grab mine within his cold grasp once again, his eyes locked onto my face as he gives me a charming smile.