Sister I Am The Queen In This Life นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Well, no more.” Her hands clenched at her sides. “She’s your sister. I left her. I abandoned her. You were supposed to make that right!” “No,” I said firmly. “You left her. Not me. Don’t put that burden on my shoulders. I’ve done enough. Now it’s my turn to choose me.” Silence stretched between us, heavy and suffocating. “You’re not thinking straight,” she whispered, voice trembling. “This place… these people…” “This place is the only place I’ve ever felt like I could matter,” I said. “And I will matter. I’m going to be the queen, Mom. That’s my plan now.”

"Oh dear ,you are in Gardenia ,land of the supernatural beings ,our queen has sent you here for a purpose if you must know ,you surely will return home but for now ,you have to stay here , queen Cora told me about your visit and I have been anticipating and expecting you for a while now ,I am glad you finally came ,she said smiling brightly . "Who is this queen of yours ma'am ,I asked curiously reminiscing over what the rude girl had said earlier ,she mentioned Akila's name but I just didn't know if it is was a coincidence but the name of this place was the same on the book ,was she a queen ,is that's why she looked really elegant and young like a queen. "Queen Akila , Goddess of understandi

“I'm your sister, too.” "Of course I care about you!" She said, leaning over me. "But you're different. You're the Queen. Men are your subordinates. They were chosen by you. It is they who pray for love and desire to be loved forever, isn't it?" I looked into her serious eyes. "Then why can't you change your mind and be a woman of choice like I am?"

Just one thing: don't let your father catch you," I said after a brief pause. Theo's face was all rigid. I gave him a smile before going up the stairs and heading to my sister's room. Being Prince Damien's mate and future queen of the Lycans, my sister was usually busy. She's got a tonne of responsibilities tied to the events she has to attend with important members from other packs, or whatever it is.

She continued as she circled around my sister, "The blue flame is so powerful and so rare that I'm willing to do anything for our clan to get it." "I... don't understand." She then smirked as she pulled up her silk sleeves revealing a thin cord connecting her lifeline with my sister's heart, the fairy queen explained, "My life is now connected to your sister's- she's our last shot. Killing me would also kill your sister and if she dies, I die with her- either way, you probably guessed it already. I am too sickly and I'm going to die anyway. This is my last duty as queen."

The word Queen. Whoever’s life I was in—it wasn’t a fairy tale. It was a fucking cage. The oldest woman stepped closer, her voice trembling but resolute. “Tonight, my Queen,” she said softly, “you’ll have to be strong. For the first time in three years, you’ve been summoned by His Majesty.” “Summoned?” I repeated, my voice barely a whisper. “What for?” They hesitated. The silence stretched long enough to make my skin crawl. “What?” I demanded. “Say it.”

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

Between her beauty and the power rolling off of her, it's frankly the last thing anyone would notice. Insecure, I glance at Roman to see where he's looking and find him walking toward me. I allow myself a moment of shame before I lean into his open arms and glance back up at who is, no doubt, my sister, the future queen of the Underworld. She's staring back at me with an emotion I can't quite figure out, but I hold her gaze; the power rolling off her doesn't bother me, but I can feel that she pulls it back. "Sister," she says; her voice is lower than mine, less delicate, but somehow still beautiful and, again, full of power, only confirming what I already know.

I knew this I just believed it would be easier to stay. I was never good at doing easy and I always hated the attention, or the spotlight being focused on me. My sister came up on the platform to stand beside her King, little Kian in her arms. ‘Thank you’ she mouthed to me. Sonia would be an excellent Queen and one day, another young Kian would rise to take his place on the throne. I stepped off the platform, backing away from the celebration, back towards the side room. When I snickered at the voice in my ear, “Making a quick exit are we?” Tristan asked with a chuckle.

He turns his head to look at me as I smile back at him. He nods to me and I start to walk away. Antoine not liking me leaving grabs my arm. “We were dancing.” He squares up to Brett. Jeremy, Louis, Oliver and Thomas rush over. “What’s going on?” Jeremy demands. “I’m wondering why your Sister claims to be the Queen and her boyfriend King, even though they aren’t fully marked and mated yet?” Antoine responds to my brother. “Antoine, fucking hell man, she’s only just recovered. She needs time. Give her time.” Jeremy pleads with Antoine.