Regina Your Highness Novels & Stories

my conscience said to me in a firm and loud voice that echoed in my chest. "Damn it! And how dare you speak to me in that manner?" I yelled back, vexed that I had been spoken to in that manner. I clenched my hands into a fist, panting heavily. "Oh yeah, you know I'm saying nothing but the truth and that's what hurts the most. You are nothing but a weakling and I'm very sure this is going to be fucked up. Imagine you feeling guilty over the fact that you slapped him." "I'm not a weakling and I'll never be one. I'm Regina and nothing can change that!" I slammed, slamming my hand against the wall.

Regina’s eyes darted longingly to the doors again. At that moment, she wished she had left everything the way they were, rather than diving into it without warning. She’d underestimated Rina, and now, she was going to have to pay dearly for it. But Regina couldn’t allow anything to happen to her career. It was all she had to her name and knew that she would be nothing without the fame that came along with it.

"Next up is her mouth. What am I bid for this slaves, mouth?" "One hundred, fifty," Regina said. "She's a superb cunt licker." No one else had that kind of money so Master proclaimed Regina the winner again. I could see why Regina had wanted to play cards. She was going to wind up with more orgasms than anyone else in the group. Her husband would have the fewest; two at max.

Fiona hey, didn't expect you to think like that? Julia Regina leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Did you give your first night away?" Fiona I'm lucky I haven't drank water, otherwise I'll definitely spit in my faceJulia Regina lost. “Julia Regina, you are a lady, how can you say such difficult words."Fiona call her. Julia Regina 1m75 high, everywhere, where it should be concave. To the extent that one hand can hold it tightly, even when the male scout sees it, his nose also bleeds.

Jack, sitting behind his desk, looked up and motioned for her to take a seat. As Regina entered Jack's office, his eyes widened in recognition. She was the recipient of his mother's heart, a living testament to the profound impact of organ donation. Regina, now a vibrant presence, was dressed modestly in a white shirt and a short black skirt with flat shoes. "Regina, was it?" Jack asked, scanning her resume. "Yes, sir," Regina replied, trying to appear confident. Jack, momentarily taken aback, quickly composed himself. "Regina, please have a seat," he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk.

King Omar remarked. "Oh, I apologize, Your Majesty, if my presence is an inconvenience," Regina said with fake candour. "I simply missed my man so much that I couldn't bear to be apart from him. But I promise, you wouldn't even know that I am here." She placed her hand on King's neck, rubbing it and looking at him with that feigned affection. "I can't wait to be his blushing bride, you see! I can't bear the thought of spending a day without him. I want to wake up to his daily dose of… handsomeness," she continued, batting her eyelashes like a malfunctioning windshield wiper.

"Sorry," Regina said lightly. "I just hate seeing that damn ex-husband's face! I don't understand how someone can be so confident, even when he knows who I really am, the ex-wife he always insults, and is richer and more powerful than him, and yet he still acts so arrogant? Oh my God!" Atlas listened to Regina's increasingly heated ranting. Then, Regina fell silent and took a deep breath. She looked at Atlas with a grimace. "Do I sound ridiculous?" Regina asked quietly. "You must want to laugh at me, right?"

The crowd fell silent as Regina continued to speak, her voice growing louder and more forceful with each passing moment. "I've loved you for years, Your Majesty. And I know that you've felt the same way about me. But now you stand up here with her, pretending like nothing has happened. It's hypocrisy, plain and simple." As Regina spoke, she began to walk towards the podium where King Leo and Kira stood. The crowd watched in stunned silence as she approached, her eyes blazing with anger.

He wanted them to watch me break. ‎‎Around us, the glittering hall fell silent. I could hear the faint clink of a champagne glass being set down, the faint shuffle of expensive heels against marble. People were staring. They loved it. They lived for it. Ava Reynolds, wife of Daniel Cobbs, the billionaire everyone called untouchable, was on her knees, pleading like a beggar at a royal court. ‎‎Daniel leaned down, close enough for only me to hear, though I knew he wanted me to repeat it aloud. “You should have thought about dignity before marrying me.”

His eyes glowed with lethal intent beneath his dark helmet. "You have crossed into royal territory," the guard said, his voice a low, echoing rumble. "We are just trackers," Kael choked out, the silver blade burning his skin. "We are looking for our Luna." The guard pressed the blade a fraction closer. A thin line of blood trickled down Kael’s neck. "There is no Luna here," the guard sneered. "Only our Crown Princess. And if a filthy Grimclaw mutt ever approaches these royal borders again, you will be slaughtered on sight. Do you understand?"