Queenie Book Summary Novels & Stories

Queenie said and reached out his leg to nudge him. He opened his eyes seconds later and frowned deeply. He tried to touch Queenie but got kicked to the ground again by Jessica who was right beside Queenie. Angered, Velon still tried to touch Queenie but got kicked to the ground again. He repeated the same action and still got the same consequence. "What? You've suddenly become a celebrity and I can't touch you?" He scoffed, anger brewing in his eyes. "A celebrity?" Queenie scoffed and slipped both hands into her pocket, "I'm the sole heir of the Knights Group of Companies and the wife of Pierce Verlice. Surely you know what that means, don't you?"

"Luna, let me tell you, the houses of wealthy families aren't good at all. There's no fence or anything, and the gaps in the railing are so big. I saw them immediately. It's impossible to even deceive myself." The young woman looked around 18 or 19 years old. She was petite and delicate with exquisite makeup and expensive clothes. The diamond bracelet on her wrist sparkled in the sunlight. Queenie was a confident and sunny person who always believed in true love that had nothing to do with family background or money. In her worldview, as long as there was love, everything would be fine. As long as that person was whom she wanted to be with, she was willing to endure any hardship. Indeed, her

“Do you have any ideas for what you want? I’m not the most prim and proper person, and I have no clue what goes on at an inauguration, so I’ll take your lead here.” He chuckled. “And that’s why there are books written about these things, because I have no clue either.” “Just as well it’s been suggested that we get Hunter and Wayne on our side. Those two know a whole lot about this life than we do,” she commented. She squeaked when he grabbed her by her foot, dragging her towards him. “I just can’t wait to have you as my Queen.” “Is being your mate not enough?” she joked. He smirked, kissing her calf. “It is, but I want you to be mine in every way.”

“I’m sorry to say, but this queen is a little bit of a romantic. I just haven’t met the right King of my life to retire from my throne.” Hearing that Queenie wanted to retire, many hardcore ‘beasts’ protested, further proving the point of the romantics. In retaliation, the ‘beasts’ donated enough to fill almost eighty percent of Queenie’s fourth jar for the night. Nobody complained about the results, and Queenie took the chance to remind them about what was at stake if they did overflow the fourth jar by crossing her legs ridiculously high so that they could catch a glimpse of that black stocking. “Oh dear, the next section is a little more shocking. I hope you’re ready for this. Answer for

They all formed a closed circle around me so they could all hear me. “Ok I know they have one of the warriors on their team but it’s going to be ok. You know how I know?” I asked and they all shook their heads. “Because I’m the Queen remember? And you and you and you are all queens, and all you boys are the alphas.” I started to see smiles appear on across their faces. “Now last time I checked, Queens and Alphas outrank warriors right?” “YEAH!” They all shouted together.

The words felt suffocating. As though the walls were closing in around her. As though she was no longer his girlfriend. Just a project. A problem. A number on a scale. James shook his head. “I am trying so hard to help you.” Queen looked away. . “I don’t know what else to do.” His voice softened. The manipulation she knew so well. The same pattern every time. Cruelty. Then concern. Insults. Then affection. Threats. Then love. “You know why I’m doing this.” Queen remained silent.

I said with a shrug. “That is what I’m talking about. The queen I served and loved would never wish for such pain and death to befall someone they held dear, no matter how much pain that person caused,” she said with a shake of her head. “King Brennus needs a kind word from you. He needs a reason to hope or I fear he will die within the week. Think long and hard, my queen. One day your heart will break free from the cloak that binds it and you will be forced to face your actions. Don’t let a spell blind you to the true you. I fear that, if you push King Brennus to his death -and rejecting him will surely do that- it will be your undoing when your heart comes alive again. As happy as I am

It would do me and my book a huge favour and will also allow me to hear your thoughts on the story. Speaking of story... Here is a breakdown of the series so far, what currently exists and what is to come! Currently Available: Book 1 - A Queen Among Alphas (completed and also available on paperback) Book 2 - A Queen Among Snakes (completed and coming soon to paperback) Book 3 - A Queen Among Blood (completed and coming soon to paperback) Bite-Size Luna - A prequel spin-off to A Queen Among Alphas (completed and coming soon to paperback)

"I almost wish things were different. That we were meeting under other circumstances. You would have liked me, before Dante destroyed everything." He poured himself another whiskey, raising it in a mock toast. "To Arabelle Moretti-Valerio. The Queen who doesn't know she's playing the wrong side of the board." He drank. "But you will soon enough. And when you do, this whole game changes." Outside his window, the city lights twinkled innocently. Somewhere in that city, Arabelle was probably celebrating her victory. Probably in Dante's arms, feeling safe and loved and powerful. Enjoying the calm before the storm.

I stab my chest harshly with my finger, “I make the decisions. Not you!” “You’ve been absent for three years Kellen. While you were gone, Mike and I have been making the decisions. We kept New Moon fed and clothed. We kept the kingdom safe and dealt with the unhappy citizens. Not you because you had to try and save your beloved queen. The one you weren’t mated to! I have watched my mother die, my father, my sister!” She hisses as her eyes fill with tears.