Queen With A Scalpel Novels & Stories

I was starting to see Queen in a different light, and I found myself respecting her even more than before. “Yeah…it wasn’t easy,” I admitted honestly. “Everything will turn into a pleasant memory. I’m sure Knight did a great job, and the wound won’t leave a scar on you. I definitely don’t have a scar on me from the ceremony,” Queen said as she showed me the flawless skin of her arm as proof. “I wouldn’t actually mind even if it did leave a scar…” I replied softly. “Well, I’m sure that Knight would. It’ll probably make him feel a little more than guilty,” Queen said with a laugh.

Jingfei worriedly asked as she stood up from her seat and went closer to Alexander to rub his back. Raising his hand to inform the woman that he is fine, “I’m fine. I was just startled at what you said. How can you say that mother has a resemblance with the royal family?” “Her eyes!” She answered as she had seated comfortably on the bed, beside the man. Alexander gulped, “Her eyes?” He questioned again as he began feeling anxious at what the woman might say.

In her place stood a woman with curves in all the right places, glossy dark hair that fell in waves past my shoulders, and golden eyes that held secrets. The girl they'd tormented was dead. In her place stood a queen. “Knock, knock.’ Kieran's voice came from the doorway. “Come in.” I held up the dress. “What do you think?” “I think you're going to give three certain wolves heart attacks.” “That's the idea.” He moved closer, his expression serious. “Kaia, what are you hoping to accomplish? Really?” I set the dress aside and met his eyes in the mirror. “Closure. I need to see them again, but this time as an equal. As someone they can't hurt.”

There is no alternative. I shook my head and my discomfort pricked me. I cannot... somebody who puts his life in danger of mine? I... I don't even know them. I can't ask that of anyone." “You do not have a choice,” Rowan said. “It is not a question of asking; it is a matter of survival. You are queen now, Auri. You must act accordingly." I heaved a sigh and leaned against the bed in an attempt to wrap my head around it. "When will I meet this knight?"

Her heart hammered—a drum of war and dread. She reached for the tactical bag Kael packed for her. Her fingers brushed the leather-wrapped jade pendant he had given her. Her jaw set. The Queen had returned. “If they want a monster,” she hissed, drawing her silver-alloy blades, “I’ll give them one they can’t contain.” The first drone crashed into the East Wing balcony, red camera-eye glowing like a promise of execution. The war wasn’t coming. It was already inside the house.

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

So even though the queen was powerful, being, she was still unable to escape the very last powerful attack the queen had unleashed upon herself. "I saw the queen got surrounded with a balls of blue flames as she knelt on the ground, her body being pierced through with all sorts of weapons. everyone fleeing, including the griffins. I saw her crying and then she screamed as the flaming blue flames all merged into one massive ball of flame surrounding her before exploding in an enormous explosion. Every living being that had been touched by the queen's light disappeared as if they were eaten by the flame.

At first, the Queen frowns, but as the scholar keeps talking, a smile appears on her lips. “You are the mate of Derayu. You should have said this from the beginning. The scythe is yours. But I need you to promise to bring it back once you have killed your vampire. The scythe is a weapon of great power. If a person uses it with evil intentions, it will bring chaos and destruction.” Who the hell is Derayu? My mate is Vladimir. But I am not going to say anything about it. “Thank you, Queen scorpion. I promise to bring back the scythe. You have my word as an Alpha.”

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

Quinton staggered forward, trying to get to her flank. I turned. The blade in my hand glowed brighter. And I attacked. She parried fast, faster than any wolf I’d ever seen. But the sword was faster. Every swing of the Queen’s Fang burned through her illusions, through her tricks, through her lies. She screamed as it cut across her shoulder, revealing tendrils of black beneath her skin—like she wasn’t fully human anymore. “You don’t know what you’re doing!” she shrieked, backing away. “Then show me!” I shouted and slashed again, pushing her to the edge of the chamber.