Spicy Queen Novels & Stories

The smugness in her voice was hard to miss. That created an uproar. “How can the legendary founder of L&L Design be a servant?” “She said she was in Kings High. How can a servant be qualified to study in Kings High?” “Who is this woman spewing nonsense?” “She looks like a cheap woman, while Mrs. Liliana exudes the aura of nobility. One should at least make a believable lie.” “Yeah, she is a jealous bitch spewing nonsense.” “Oh, that’s Lydia Aprice. She has been trying to bang President Smith for years already. The Aprices sure are shameless.”

“Let her at least see what you’re all going crazy over” The room grows silent again as Spin holds the opened box out to me. I lifted the heavy leather jacket out of the box, with the back of it facing me. The crew’s symbol is dead smack in the center of the back, and tiny pink rhinestones have been stitched across the shoulder blades spelling out ‘queen’ in all capital lettering! The sleeves are pink leather, and the word ‘wifey’ has been embroidered down the back of each arm in black. When I hold it out in front of me, it reads ‘Queen of Hart’s’. I rubbed the rhinestones before looking up into Spin’s smirking face and asking, “you want me as your queen”?

Me:: hey queen, what's the problem, I am busy. Queen :: thank God you picked, babe am sorry okay, I don't know what came over me, you know how much I love you please it will never happen again ok, I promise Me:: Are you sure about that? Queen ;; yes I am, Me:: okay Queen:: Does it mean we are cool now babe? Me;;of course we are. Queen:: thank you baby, you know what? Me;; not until you tell me, Queen:: Okay I was hoping that you could direct me to your place, I really wanna come spend some time with you, you know, I will keep you busy, the house must be boring you right?

Queenie was only glad that her viewers didn’t decide to go with the painful-looking spiky dildo. “A studded dildo that resembles something a sweet treat kid might enjoy. I guess someone has been so good that the secret Santa decided to slip this naughty surprise into my bag of goodies. Honestly, did you think I would be fooled by the icing on the dick? You’ve got to do better than this if you want to watch me suck on something hard.”

I'm gonna reject her, maybe I don't need a queen right now. I can still look around some more. "One moment Dj" the cheery voice of the winning girl stops the overexcited man on the mic. Why is he excited anyway? He is pissing me off. He calms down and hands the mic to the girl who isn't near my type. "I won fair and square" she brags raising her hands in victory," And as all of you know, there can only be one queen in a kingdom" Jessica smirks eying the girl who doesn't spare her a glance.

I stand directly in front of him and look up so that I am staring directly into his eyes. I grab onto his balls which causes him to groan in pain and I stand on my toes so that my mouth is directly at his ear. "Listen up pretty boy and listen well. I am not someone you want to mess with. I am a Queen . You found me as an alpha and you will leave me as one. I am not any of the submissive little whores you've been with that listen to your every word and worship your dick like you're a God . I do what I want , whenever I want , and with whom I want. Do not think that you can come here and tell me what to do because you will get hurt in many ways , trust me I don't mind showing at all. Try tha

"I've got some news you might want to hear. Rumors are spreading underground." I didn't respond, just raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. He leaned in slightly. "The Queen of the West is making moves. Word is, she's opening her own big-shot hotel, here in Manhattan." My entire body tensed at that, my mind snapping into focus. The Queen of the West—this mysterious woman who had been creeping into my territory, disrupting operations without leaving a trace of her identity. We still had no name, no face. Just whispers.

My name was Roxy Monroe, and I was the campus belle at the art school. Before graduation, I needed to find an internship. I landed a position at a public institution where I just had to deliver supplies every day. I thought it'd be a very easy job, and since it was a government position with good pay, I agreed without hesitation. Only when I got there did I realize they were sending me to deliver contraceptives to the slum. These people were all simple-minded but well-endowed poor folks.

I doubt he would even apologize anyway. I took a taxi to my coffee shop and smiled when I saw Dominic and my part-time staff enjoying their work. "Good morning. Welcome to Sweet Isabella's—"Dominic's words trailed off the moment he saw me. He narrowed his eyes and let out a sigh. I smiled and took the empty seat, glancing around the place. The customers were mostly high school girls, giggling and smiling at Dominic and my part-timer. I had to admit they were attractive, so I couldn’t really blame the girls. It was an advantage for the shop, anyway—I liked it.