Queen Of Ink Novels & Stories

Chapter 25 - Unraveling . “ She is special” He muttered as the maids helped him into his ceremonial robes. He couldn't take his mind off what happened at the temple. The way she controlled the tears like she had had enough training most of his life impressed him. She was chosen by Natalí. He knew she was different from other true queens from the way the powers responded to her like an obedient child. While other Queens could only heal people with Natalí's tears, his true queen was wielding it like a weapon. He couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful she looked, holding the shiny green whip while killing her enemies. Even though the thought sounds bitter to him, he realizes that he is the l

The first letter came folded in white silk, sealed with the crown’s own insignia. At least, that’s what it looked like. I broke the seal with careful fingers. The wax was still warm. The words inside sharp, deliberate, venom disguised as grace made my blood turn cold. “Our Queen was not chosen by blood, nor by faith. She was born of witchcraft and vengeance, and those who kneel to her kneel to a ghost that killed her own kin.” It was signed in my name.

Matteo and Bianca caught mid-argument, unaware of the camera. Underneath, scrawled in ink: “Every queen needs a crown. Let’s see what she will look like without wearing a crown.”

He marked the birthdates of Spiralborn children, not as heirs to power, but to possibility. But as the seasons turned and the roots above thickened with new memory, the Keeper saw fewer faces in the Archive’s lantern light. The world no longer came seeking lessons from the past. They carried the lessons with them, living them with every gentle choice, every bridge rebuilt, every song of forgiveness sung under stars. And so, at last, the Keeper reached the end. He had written the final line: And thus, the Queen Without a Crown became the flame within them all. He breathed in, held it, and prepared to close the tome—a great book bound in spiralwood and veined with root-glass, the cover kissed

The mate bond hummed between us, warm and steady. I reached out my large, scarred hand and placed it gently over her small fingers, guiding the quill pen. "The Council scribes use a specific type of blue ink for royal deployments," I murmured, my deep voice rough and close to her ear. I used my free hand to pull a small, hidden glass bottle from my pocket. "And they always stamp the bottom with a double lines of hot wax. Like this."

Morrigan started to grind ink for Rita who then started to dip the quill on the ink and write her name repeatedly on the parchment. She guided Rita's hand as she started to scribble on the paper. "Rita, what do you think of you having the whole name of Princess Rita Madrid of Hymir?" Morrigan asked Rita who then looked at her with wide eyes full of curiosity. "Beautiful," the child replied. The queen smiled and looked at her progress. She couldn't help but smile at how great her progress was ever since she started showing signs of recovery. Morrigan caresses Rita's head. "Do you like it?" Rita nodded her head and continues to practice her calligraphy. Morrigan watches her with loving eyes. N

She asked, impatient as she waited for him to elaborate. "Bruce a-and Layla Kingston. They're the leaders of t-the Panthers, The American m-mafia." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Unfortunately, I don't have a clue of who they are." The woman grabbed another knife from the table and slashed multiple cuts on his chest, red blood oozing down his torso freely. Bella went around him and carved a heart on his bare back. It was her symbol; a signature, you could say. Each of her victims, alive or not, bared the symbol on their skin.

She asked and explained to them that her assistant wanted to ask for their autographs. Flame quickly wiped her hands and extended her hand out to get the notebook, "Well of course we can give her our autographs." She muttered while signing a whole page of the notebook, "What's her name?" She asked and slightly glanced at Jingfei, "Anais!" The woman answered. Flame just nodded her head as she wrote a short letter for Anais. Cryne followed in signing the notebook where she put a stamp of her favorite quote at the end of her short message for the young lady.

I couldn't imagine going that long without talking to my mate. I decided no matter what would happen ,I would always work things out with him and not let things get to strenuous because I love him very much. My business was blooming so much and was attracting so much money per month . I didn't really work much and left most to my maids but focused on my son. My mate was always suportive no matter what I did . I knew no matter what our family of different species would always strive through it all. It's funny we went against nature and mated together and even had a children. I was indeed a Vampire's Queen.

I stated ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Atharva's Point of View I know my method of forcing her to sign those papers was incorrect, but I don't care. I simply must have her at any cost. And I get what I want, such as marrying her today. But I will look after her because she is now my Queen. I'll do everything in my power not to make her cry again. I will bring her all the happiness she deserves and fulfill all of her desires. "Is this the same man who used to say he couldn't live with just one woman for the rest of his life?" Prem walked into my room carrying his Chota (small) package.