Queen Of Fall Novels & Stories

Two of my guards approached quickly, and the nervous look on one man’s face told me the night had just gotten worse. “Darius found something,” he said. My stomach tightened. “Show me.” The guard handed me a phone. A surveillance image filled the screen, and my blood turned cold. The man from the ballroom wasn’t alone. Three additional figures stood beside him outside the hotel. Every single one of them appeared in the files connected to Operation Kingfall. Every single one of them had been marked as dead. “What is it?” Zariah asked. I handed her the phone. The color drained from her face. “Oh my God.”

She stood in a field of stars. The queen stood before her. “You’ve come far,” the queen said. Aria nodded. “But I’m not ready.” The queen smiled. “No one ever is.” Aria stepped closer. “Why did you fall?” The queen’s voice trembled. “Because I chose flame over bond. Power over people. I chose to burn.” Aria looked down. “I don’t want to burn.” The queen reached out. “You don’t have to.” — The vision faded.

Queen Lourine tried to ignore, but the image of the princess was getting clearer. "Queen, please, help me. Queen, please help me." Suddenly, the princess's voice resonated in the queen's ears. Queen Lourine felt weak, her head dizzy. She gripped the sheet tightly against the princess' bed and tried to maintain her senses. The shadow of the princess's sad face multiplied. Queen Lourine tried to close her eyes. She hoped to erase the shadow of princess Alleta but in vain. Even in her mind, the image of Princess Alleta was very clear. Suddenly, the queen's tears flowed. Her heart ached. She himself did not know the reason. The queen tried to take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Her chest ached

– Naomi’s Secret I sat in the dark hours later, a glass of untouched whiskey sweating in my hand, when another message buzzed across my phone. This time, no picture. No sign. Just five words. “The queen will always fall.” My heart stuttered. My gaze flicked toward Sonia’s closed door, fear twisting inside me. I rose to my feet, the glass breaking in my hand as it slipped, amber liquid spilling across the floor. Smoke and screens. Whoever they were, they weren’t just after me.

“You don’t have to like me. You only have to fear losing without me.” Murmurs rose. Then the oldest don white-haired, cautious lifted a glass. “Donna Romano speaks with teeth. I want her back.” One by one, others followed. Not all. Never all. But enough. Raffaele watched from the shadows, his smile thin, poisonous. Serena leaned close, her whisper meant to cut across the noise: “Every queen falls. All it takes is the right blade.” Bianca felt her stare burn. The summit wasn't a victory. It was survival. But survival, tonight, was enough.

she said breathlessly, “please… just listen to me.” He said nothing. His jaw was tight, his gaze unreadable. Queen’s eyes fell to the floor. Her lips quivered. Then, with no further hesitation, she dropped to her knees right in front of him. Everyone gasped. The guards who were within sight exchanged stunned glances. Orlanda’s hand froze on Oswald’s chest. Nathan’s lips parted in surprise, his phone momentarily forgotten. Queen, the daughter of Wilberforce, the woman who once looked down on everyone, was now kneeling on the estate pavement, her palms clutched around the fabric of Oswald’s trouser leg.

Free yourself from this right niw before it is too late. "I am still me!" she laughs "I do it for the Kingdom! For her"— Her? I have no time to consider the words before she hurls a blast of dark energy into me, slamming me against the inner wall with every intent to kill me. I hold my sword finally ready to end her "I'm sorry Marissa but this ends now'. Before I'm able to move towards her, a burst and ring of fire immediately circulates her then I see Hailey. The Queen descends in a blaze of glory from on high, her armour blazing, her wings outstretch in holy fury. Her aura sends everyone to a freezing stance "NO MORE". She screams

Before Alethea could blink, the Queen covered the distance between them and grabbed her arms. Alethea tried to break free from the queen’s hold which was surprisingly strong but the queen dug her long fingernails into Alethea’s arms, causing the skin to break and bleed. "Can you fly?" She suddenly asked as she shoved Alethea towards a direction and before Alethea could understand what the queen meant, it was too late. The queen shoved her out of the long window and watched with a smirk as Alethea fell, flailed and screamed until she hit the hard ground with a sickening thud and died instantly with blood slowly seeping from the crack in her shattered head.

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

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.