Queen Of Spades Quotes Novels & Stories

He clutched the silver remote to his chest like a holy relic, entirely desperate to escape the self – destruct sequence he had triggered. "Vane!" My voice echoed like a thunderclap in the vast, empty space. The skeletal man turned, his pale face contorting into a mask of absolute disbelief. "You should be dead, Lolita. You should be a frozen statue in the white." "I’m a fucking queen, Vane," I spat, walking toward him with a slow, terrifying deliberation. I didn't have a gun. I didn't have my carbon steel knife – it was still sitting on my desk in London. But I had the absolute, crushing gravity of my presence. "And a queen doesn't die in a cage."

It would never change so if Maisy deserved any happiness at all, It was definitely not with me. Spencer got the message I passed in his own way and finally let me be. We were approached by Mr. Quinn who was as always been led on to us by Lucy, The new pawn in the Clarke family games. "It's nice to see the Royal family honored my invitation." "It's our pleasure." Mr Quinn noticed my eyes was on the painting and said, "I hope it doesn't disturb you. It's just that it's noctem mortuorem. There is a chance she might appear, I just wanted her to be on everyone coming here mind."

" Mana smirked as it was the same smirk like Zackarya-it was wolfish. "From now on you Zackarya Hall the king of Dark Spades will not be allowed to see your Queen since you are so deeply in love with her." She added and both of our eyes widened. Even if we didn't love each other bur still we used to see each other once or twice in a day.

' as Queen was speaking Mirabella just stares at her like she was speaking some parables or riddles, even Mateo could tell Mirabella won't be able to pick a thing out of all she said. 'I'm so sorry Ma'am but all you said, i don't get it.. I don't mind you rephrasing them please.' 'What i'm saying is this .....' she wanted to explain herself when Mateo cut-in 'Erm, erm... Queen if you don't mind, I'll like to explain it to her my way .' Mateo said facing Queen who stares at him for seconds as if she was pondering on it. 'Okay' Queen eventually replied nodding her head.'

He’s never said it in words. Even so, I can’t help but wonder. Spencer lifts me up delicately. Despite my pain, I cling tightly to his neck. “You must reject her immediately!” The queen screeches furiously. Spencer glances down at me. I meet his eyes as if to say: ‘yes, I know we’re mates.’ “I won’t reject her,” Spencer says firmly. “You dare defy my orders for a lowly wolfless girl?” The queen exclaims, heartbroken.

he asks me in his tone that means, ‘I’m about to teach you an important lesson. “What’s the difference?” I ask, looking up at him curiously. “It’s true, your queen is your most powerful piece. But the game isn’t over just because you’ve lost your queen. If anything, losing your queen, or sacrificing her, can give you the upper hand later on in the game. Your opponent may become overconfident, thinking you’ll give up. Sacrifice your queen, Emerald. You can still win the game.” (End of flashback) Tears drip off my chin onto the kitchen counter. I nod my head in acceptance of what I know I need to do. I look around the corner into my living room. Saph and Nathan are still sitting comfortably in

She commenced enjoining her hands together in a clap, “I admire that you think your emotional and mind games can work on me, Zoraida. Since your other daughter is blind... you need a replacement which is me, isn’t it? Aren’t you ashamed? When would you ever learn?” In total confidence, the Queen walked over where her daughter spat. She folded her hands, displaying her tattoos and black paint which was embedded on her nails vividly. “Idiot.” The Queen spat. “You should be grateful I’m given you this spot finally. Do you have any idea of how many people are dying to be this? Have this power? Do you, huh?!”

“Oh, Veronica, don’t insult my intelligence. We both know you’re deeply entwined in this. You wouldn’t be here otherwise.” I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms. I could feel the walls closing in, the air thick with tension and dread. “If you think you can manipulate me, you’re wrong. I’m not some pawn you can move around.” He raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “A pawn? No, I see you more as a queen, strategically positioned. But even a queen can be sacrificed if it means winning the game.”

His hands fell to his side as he shut his eyes and passed out. Matteo pushed him to the ground, with a loud thud, he fell and Matteo stood straight breathing hard, his chest heaving up and down momentarily. He looked at the man in front of him and let out a deep breath before pulling the chair in the room and setting it in the middle of the room ****** Spade was lurking in the shadows of the huge hall, gently sipping from the glass he had taken from one of the servers passing by. They had just made one of those very boring speeches that he hated so much, with fake enthusiasm, fake smiles and obviously unnecessary praises.

Dante scoffed, saying, “Only by name. So, what was important enough for him to call you about?” Raffael placed his hands in his pockets and walked over to the desk. Sitting down in one of the visitors’ seats, he said, “He wanted to know if I could remember anything about the Queen displaying anger.” Dante stared at him momentarily as he thought about it. He watched the surveillance footage too, and there was nothing of the sort. “Did he say why?” “No, he just ended the call,” he answered. A knock came from the door and in walked his secretary. She bowed and stopped beside Raffael and said, “I need your signature on the recent purchases to the bank.”