Novel & Cerita Queen Of Tears Summary

he confessed. “I cannot fucking think when you are close, Xana. Tell me I'm the wonky one who feels this love. Tell me I am deluding myself and have been trapped for three years,” he roars. “I am queen; I have my duties to protect my people.” She fights, her eyes blazing with unshed tears as his hands hold on to her shoulders. “Who the fuck protects you?” His blazing worry and love etched his eyes, one that the queen could clearly see. Her body burned, and she couldn’t help it any longer as her tears flowed.

But her voice had reached into the black narrow place where the thing in the mirror lived and put one hand flat on its chest, the way she'd been doing since a funeral six weeks ago, and the King who had never once in his life failed to finish a thing he'd started stood in a doorway with a traitor in his sights and chose her over the killing. "Get off her," I said. Low. Level. The King's voice, barely. "Slow. Hands where they live." Vance rolled off her and put his back to the wall and laced his hands on his head, and Little J was on him in a breath, zip cuffs out, and I crossed the room in three strides and dropped to my knees on the cold concrete and gathered her up, tied wrists and blood a

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

she whispered. Tears filled her eyes instantly. Real tears. Not graceful royal tears. Pain. Years of pain. The Queen took one shaking step toward me. Then another. Her breathing became uneven while her eyes searched my face desperately like she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. And for some reason, my chest hurt too. “Elara,” she whispered brokenly. The way she said my name nearly destroyed me. Like it meant something sacred. Like she had spent years grieving it. I couldn’t move.

“Get out of my way!” “No!” Toby says defiantly. She narrows her eyes. “You will move away from that little wretch, right now! I am your future queen!” She screeches. Future Queen? My whole world stops. I hear myself gasp and she looks at me and smirks. My hands start shaking, my legs grow weaker, and I feel myself collapsing. Toby spins around and catches me. He has such a sorrowful look on his face. He reaches his hand to wipe the tears that escape my eyes. I don’t know why that news hurts so much.

I was so mad. I don't know where that madness was coming from. But I feel so heavy that I feel like I might shrink under the ground. I wanted to shed a tear, but nothing is coming out. I wanted to burst into tears, but there was something inside me saying NO! A single tear is not worth it to give to this woman. Raven got near me, and she held my hands while the old woman was shaking in tears.

"She did. More than anything. She sacrificed everything to save me." He stopped before her, his large frame trembling almost imperceptibly. He reached out, not with the dominance he usually asserted, but with a trembling hand, and gently touched her cheek, his thumb brushing away a tear she hadn't realized had fallen. His eyes, usually so cold, were now brimming with unshed tears, reflecting a profound grief that had been locked away for two decades. This was the depth of his pain, the consuming sorrow that had shaped him into the ruthless King.

Chapter Two Ava’s POV The house was eerily quiet, except for the soft rustling of my hands as I packed away the last remnants of my past. I stood in Lily’s bedroom, my fingers tracing over the framed picture of my little girl. Her bright smile was frozen in time, her eyes full of the happiness she had always carried. My chest ached, but I couldn’t cry anymore—there were no tears left. No more pain to wipe on. Slowly, I removed the picture from the wall, placing it gently inside the bag I had set aside. The bag was meant for burning. I didn't want to see anymore of it that will bring pain towards me.

So get lost from my sight. San(giving her the packet):- Oh, I've bought a dress for you as yesterday I've tore it.... Sanskar couldn't complete as he is guilty. Swa(taking the dress):- I'll give the money later but before that you leave from here. Just out! Sanskar gulps his tears and goes away. Today he has everything but he has lost the belief of this girl who has captured his heart at their first meeting only. As he goes out, he breaks down into tears before the closed door. Here Swara too goes towards the wash room by limping and closes the door. Then she sits on the floor and starts to cry vigorously. After some time, she wipes her tears and stands before the mirror to find a totally de

Had there been a trip across time, she would have wanted to change her family history for the better than this. “Pst!” Quan turned her head and saw another pair of girls sitting across from her. They seem annoyed. Quan could say they almost seemed scary, if she didn't know who they really were. The girl on the left with long snow-white hair has a different eye color. Her right eyeball was white, the result of the donation she got, as a result of Quan's past actions. There was a scar running across the eye. Meanwhile, her healthy, real left eye is blue. This best friend is a White girl… a countryman with the murderous gang that Quan once slaughtered.