Queen Of Comebacks Mga Nobela at Kwento

Also…” I paused, letting the flashbulbs blink like fireworks, “I’m officially coming out of hiatus. I’m open for roles—big or small, I don’t care. I lost myself in that marriage. This is me, taking back everything I gave up. Also, Director G. Phillips contacted me for a role. I’ll be making my comeback in his latest movie, ‘Love for a Thousand Years’. Thank you.” The room went wild. “She’s opening her own charity? That’s a direct slap to the Yaldon family!” “She’s asking for war.” “She’s all talk now, but can she back it up?” I picked a man in a faded blue shirt. He looked stunned that I’d called on him.

I read them over breakfast with Dee across from me, eating toast and pretending he was not watching my face. The pieces were thorough. Journalists who had done their research overnight and come up with the same clean wall Theo had built fourteen months ago. A woman who had appeared from nowhere, married one of the most powerful men in the country, and had now launched a medical foundation that had raised two million in a single evening. Nobody knew where she came from. Nobody could find anything before fourteen months ago. The questions were good ones, and they were going to keep coming, and I was prepared for that. I had been prepared for that since the night I chose the name in a recovery

Grace stepped outside. Queen smiled weakly. “Here to tell me not to take him back?” Grace shook her head. “No.” That surprised her. Grace moved beside her. “I’m here to remind you who you are.” Queen looked away. “I’m not sure you do anymore.” Grace reached for her hand. “Then let me remind you.” Tears immediately filled Queen’s eyes. “You are kind.” “You are loyal.” “You are strong.” Queen laughed bitterly. “I don’t feel strong.”

Sarah hurriedly pressed the answer button and shot Adrian a look, signaling him to be quiet. “Hello?” On the other end of the line was her assistant, Clara, her voice brimming with urgency. “Sister Sarah, please come back right away! The CEO from headquarters has suddenly arrived, and we’re supposed to submit the contract as agreed!” Sarah’s expression turned serious, her pretty little face full of determination. “I’ll be back at the office right away. Wait for me!” Sarah hung up the phone and was just about to turn around to tell Adrian when he suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. He rested his chin possessively in the crook of her neck, his elegant jawline tickling her collarb

“Me too!” “I heard this year's Hunt would be different. Although hundreds of humans have already been captured from all over the world, it sure does feel like something new will happen.” “Is it the Princess? Do you think she'd be able to kill a human? She couldn't even defend herself when she was captured. She's weak!” “Yes, but she has to participate if she wants to be the queen by her mate's side.”

Thane's eyes was fixed on me and I looked at him. "You're not wearing a bra?" I shook my head and he groaned. "Where is Jairus?" "He's on a trip." He cleared his throat and the table silenced. "As you all know, we have a new queen and she must be celebrated. A ball will be thrown in her honour three nights from today. You all are invited" They cheered and I blushed. He kissed my hands and the meal continued. A ball in three nights? I was so not ready for this.

The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night. I was left with my jaw on the ground, but I shook myself out of it and scoffed, mumbling that’s never going to happen because I’m sick of talking about my abuse thanks to those meetings. Never fucking helped me, so what’s the point? Plus, this Queen shit is getting real old. Another thing that’s never going to happen. I see she’s just as delusional as the others, but at least she’s nice and kind enough to let us stay here. Plus, I could learn a little more about my mother before it’s my time to physically meet her when

“Show me the footage!” Kael followed her, placing a steadying hand on her back. “Amy, calm down. We’ll get her back.” Amy’s eyes narrowed as she watched Queen’s face on the screen, holding Cassandra’s baby firmly. Her lips pressed into a thin line as the realization hit. Queen was using the baby as leverage. She wasn’t just playing with Amy and Kael—she was executing a plan designed by Cassandra’s own father, one that involved betrayal, power, and a relentless thirst for revenge.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

she begs me again, thighs still clenched and hands gripping the curtains tightly. I step back, admiring her exquisite body; the soft curve of her hips, her full breasts, blood-soaked lips, the bottom one pulled between her fangs, wide crimson eyes, and wild curls surrounding her face, falling in ringlets down her back and past her shoulders. “My queen, you truly are a goddess,” I murmur, my eyes roaming her body, searing her into my memory. “I almost lost you…” Every time I think about what happened, I’m filled with dread and panic at the thought of it happening again. “But I came back to you,” she whispers, her voice calming me. “I’ll always come back to you.”