Queen Of Love Novels & Stories

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

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

said the Queen before walking towards the door together with Emma. "My family and I would rather die, Cassia!! Instead of being the slave of a terrible woman like you… spit!" Benedict was spitting in the direction where the Queen was going. And seeing that Cassia could only clench her fists in disapproval, it hurts to know the man she loves to spit on her who has kindly offered to help in exchange for being her lover again. "What's so special about Hera, Ben?" asked the Queen, calling the name of the head of the Guinevere family familiarly.

She could not bring shame to the palace even though she was in bereavement. She would have to always keep in mind her position, reminding herself that the King could not love people to numb herself. She kept her feelings at bay until she discovered that the King had fallen in love with the female lead. The belief the Queen had hung on to for many years collapsed, and the hatred from betrayal rushed in. She loved him but could not get him. Love to hate was the most significant charm of this character.

And she placed hers in his, "Eva." "A beautiful name, and why am I not surprised?" he raised her knuckles and kissed it, albeit still peering at her face. Salvatore felt himself cringe, which became irritation quickly when he saw her glancing at him with a raised brow and upturned lips, and he darted his eyes to the wall immediately. She laughed, "That's very nice of you, but I kinda know that already," Victor mumbled, "I'll be shocked if you don't," he gave a lopsided smile, "Just amazed there's no crown on your head, Queen."

"Blu, no that's not it" "It's the Queen", I corrected, "I'm not Blu, I'm your fucken Queen, I don't want to ever hear you call me Blu again, that name is specifically for people who genuinely love me". "I love yo-" I smiled, "You really think I'm so stupid that I'm going to believe the bullshits you say so often, it's disappointing really, to think so low of me" "I don't think low of you at all, I heard what you did to Lucian and the others and your name is everywhere on the street and I think it's amazing".

Because when it came to obsession, I didn’t just feel it… I perfected it. He thinks he lost everything when he lost Alessia. He has no idea. He’s just being rewritten. By me sincerely, dramatically and flawlessly. And maybe one day, when he looks at me with something that feels like admiration, maybe even desire,I’ll whisper in his ear, “Remember, Salvatore… you didn’t choose me. I made myself impossible to reject.” That’s what real love is in our world. Not tenderness or fate. But strategy. And I have mastered it.

"It's building something and asking someone to keep it with you. I'm not collecting anything tonight, Zariah. Debts are dead. Your hand is your own. I'm on my knees in front of everyone who ever wanted you gone, asking for the one thing that can't be taken, or bought, or collected." The box opened. The whole ballroom made a sound. "Marry me," I said. "Be my queen because you choose to. Say yes, and say no, and I'll still build you a hundred clinics and stand behind them where I scare the clients. But God help me, woman-" and my voice cracked, once, in front of four hundred people, my voice, cracking "-please say yes." Zariah’s POV

Ava folded her arms. “Don’t.” Grace nodded. “Not tonight.” Queen looked at the screen. At James’s name. At the man she’d spent years loving. Then she did something she hadn’t done in a very long time. She chose herself. She switched off the phone. The room fell silent. Ava blinked. Grace blinked. Queen blinked. Then all three women stared at the dark screen. Queen’s body was still burning up but she finally fell asleep. Queen woke up by morning. For a moment, she didn’t know where she was.

I would be happier if I didn't have 2 worlds against me, but I am happy, in the company of the love of my life. - The Vampire. - the queen says, and everyone fixes their eyes on the screens to study her reaction. – If the goddess chooses him for you and you braved the kingdom for him, he must be perfect for you. I'd love to meet him. Do you give your mother that pleasure?