Novel & Cerita Queens Library On Merrick

Bryan heard Aaron’s soft voice followed by a grumble. He walked towards the voice and came to the living room and saw Aaron and Amber playing chess. “Oh no!” Amber said as she facepalmed as she made a wrong move again and exposed her queen. Aaron couldn’t help but laugh at the stupid mistake of hers and covered his mouth as he cut her queen. Amber sighed as she had given up all hope, “let’s go for a new game all my good pieces are out.” “No, no, we have to play till checkmate.” Amber rolled her eyes, “of course you are going to say that since you are winning, can’t you give me a little bit of mercy?”

The party is in full swing by the time I climbed down to the second floor of the house. Everyone is mingling and at first glance, you would mistake them for ordinary people but I knew better. These are the most dangerous men in the city and I was above every single one of them. Holding my head high, I make my entrance. Everyone's eyes snapped to me as soon as my presence filled the room. Applauses sounded through the entertainment area as my loyal men cheered me into my position. It was already decided; I am Miliani Hwang, the official Hyungnim of the Hwang Jopok Clan.

The elevator came to an abrupt stop, and when they stepped out, there was the owner of the voice over the phone. The next few minutes were of them walking along a room that smelled of ink and newly cut paper. Also, running machines drowned everyone else's voices in the expansive, intricate garage-like room. Women in undies piled up the stacks of finished bills and arranged them in a cart next to them. Everyone was engrossed in their work, and aside from a few brave women who mustered the courage to meet his gaze, everyone else kept their eyes fixed downward. "Mama Mia," Rune said under his breath.

Carter’s POV A knock on my home office caught my attention. “What is it?” A maid came inside; in her hand was a navy-blue envelope with silver accents. “A mail arrived for you, Sir,” the maid said, placing the envelope on my desk. I motioned that she could go and grabbed the mail. “Sterling Group?” I murmured as I noticed the emblem embedded on the front. The elegant script gleamed in the lamplight as I opened the envelope and read its contents. “A welcome gala for the return of Courtney Sterling…”

"I... I do not have any experience, I said to myself. I have not been in court in years. I do not know the laws, the regulations, or... honestly speaking, anything that a queen ought to know. One of the councilors, an old woman called Lady Marwen, bent her head. "That is understood, Princess. Your brother will guide you, and the senior members of the council. You shall be tutored in every state, protocol and diplomacy. I breathed out gradually, with relief and anxiety. Training would be well, but the experience that danger might fall at any moment still caused my breast to contract.

Heavy. “What happened?” she asks. No greeting. No pretense. She already understands enough to fear the answer. I walk further into the room, my gaze briefly catching on the fabrics prepared. The colors chosen with care. The intricate patterns meant to celebrate joy. For a wedding. Kiana’s wedding. I look away. “He will help us,” I say. The Queen exhales softly, relief flickering across her face before she can stop it. “Then it is done,” she says. “We can continue preparations. The ceremony will remain unchanged.”

“Yes Sir. There are some things I need to do, a lot of things I need to take care of.” “Like reclaiming your pack?” Adina cut in with a sharp tone. “How do you expect to be a Queen while also taking care of a bunch of wolves?” She watched me closely, her eyes sharp and just a hint of judgment in their icy depths. I held her gaze with my chin tilted and my gaze focused.

He had retorted with so much pride that Mishael couldn't help being disgusted. Queenie might've been bullied in the past because she had no idea who she was and the way her ex-husband and ex-bestie made her feel, but now, she was no pushover. The biological daughter of the Knights and the wife of Pierce Verlice was two titles capable of crushing a lot of companies. "Jessica, there's this hotel I'm trying to lodge into with a friend of mine but the security man insists that I need to verify my identity." Queenie spoke into the phone, not willing to waste her breath on the security man.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”