Novel & Cerita Queen Of Comebacks

he scoffed. "Answer me!” My voice hardened. “Anyone with the right to take over the Winehouse corporation is given a royalty title. As the heiress, you're to be crowned a princess," he replied. I stared at him, trying to process it. A princess? “So you're a prince?" I asked, and he smiled, the kind you'd want to tear off his face. “With pleasure, your highness," he offered a performative bow. Warren called me the princess of the country when I told him my identity then, so this is what he meant?

“Pretend I really don’t remember who you are, or who I am. Let’s say this entire bedroom is nothing more than a dream. Can you tell me where we are?” “Oh, I know how you like to play games, Adara, but this one is easy. We’re in the kingdom of Baddishere, just south of the city of Qumis. I know you might be confused. Our kingdom was once called Massa before your coronation and you renamed it as Baddishere because you said Massa sounded too much like master. You’re Queen Adara, daughter of the late King Astanizar and Queen Vashti. You’ve been the ruler of this kingdom for the past five years, and, if I may say, your rule has been nothing but spectacular.”

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

And when Edric lifted my hand in his—our bond glowing gold between us—everyone saw it. The crackle of power. The pulse of fate. The sheer divine warning that this Queen was no longer rejected. She was reborn. Ruthless. Royal. And ready to burn down every doubt with her mate beside her. So yes. Let them envy. Let them gossip. Let them burn in their gowns of green and gold. Because as I stood beside the King—his gaze on me like I was both his crown and his battlefield—I finally understood something deep in my bones:

Queen said, "Yes, I walked into that room, searching for someone else, but then I saw so many children. I saw the evil man called Christopher Stallion; he killed one of the girls, and after that, I just couldn't walk away. I had to help all the children out. The other girls are being sent back to their families; I came to find out that Sarah is your daughter, and I struggled to reach out to you just to let you know." "Thank you so much, thank you very much," Camila kept saying while crying through the phone. "Thank you very much, Queen." "Alright," the governor said to Queen. "Let's meet. Where are you? Let me come to you." "No, I am willing to come to you," Queen replied.

I knew he was in a rush to save Yancy Shepherd, who was being abused by her adoptive mother. In our previous life, during our engagement, he had tried to run off to rescue her too, but I had stopped him. I had gently persuaded him to wait until after the engagement. That was the opportunity he used to climb the social ladder, leveraging my family's connections to become the rising star of the elite circle. But this time, I will strip away every bit of that power I gave him, piece by piece. I walked slowly to the center of the stage, gazing down at the curious onlookers, and spoke coldly.

Bryan heard Aaron’s soft voice followed by a grumble. He walked towards the voice and came to the living room and saw Aaron and Amber playing chess. “Oh no!” Amber said as she facepalmed as she made a wrong move again and exposed her queen. Aaron couldn’t help but laugh at the stupid mistake of hers and covered his mouth as he cut her queen. Amber sighed as she had given up all hope, “let’s go for a new game all my good pieces are out.” “No, no, we have to play till checkmate.” Amber rolled her eyes, “of course you are going to say that since you are winning, can’t you give me a little bit of mercy?”

Liam said. “Alright. I will tell you everything concerning their return when I come back from the palace,” Sarah said and stood up from the chair. “Thank you, mum!” Liam and Davies chorused. “You are welcome. Ensure you clear this table,” Sarah said with a gesture. “Yes, we will,” Davies said. “Good. I am leaving for my bed chamber now,” Sarah said and walked away. “Who is queen Caroline?” Ethan said and gazed at Liam and Davies’ faces simultaneously. “Queen Caroline is our king’s wife. She was enslaved alongside her only daughter, princess Hazel, during the last war between Californians and Spartans,” Davies said.

the queen demanded yet again, and just as Maria was about to say something, Car walked into the living room, accompanied by Anastasia. Cara, dressed in a short sequin red dress, bowed her head to the queen in respect. "Your highness," she said as she turned to face the queen. Queen Elizabeth walked towards her, and with every step she took, Cara feared that she was about to get hit, but the queen took her by surprise when she grabbed her hand and hugged her. "I know you are facing a lot from the internet, my child, but I am here for you," the Queen Dowager said.

And since then, everything Emma owned, her luxurious life, the love and care from her father, and her best friend, Ethan was taken away from her. Emma’s hands shook as memories began to flood her mind, but before she could dwell further, the door slammed open, revealing a woman clad in a coffee-color mini gown, a limited-edition heel, and red lipstick that highlighted her flawless oval face. The excitement in her eyes was too palpable to be ignored.