Spicy Queen Novels & Stories

It was from knowing she was about to step onto that stage. The lights dimmed. Instantly, the crowd roared. The atmosphere shifted like every heartbeat in the room synced to one rhythm. My chest tightened as the DJ’s voice cut through the speakers. “Ladies and gentlemen, the one you’ve been waiting for, the queen of the night… Spicy!” The eruption of screams nearly drowned the music. My teammates shot up, whistling, pounding the table like idiots, while I stayed frozen, eyes locked on the stage. And then she appeared.

“Who just yelled about my father?” She didn’t care about what they said about her, but it was despicable to show such disrespect for someone who had passed away. What made her even angrier was that this person was the founder of Queen Corp. If it weren’t for Jacob Queen, where would any of them have the chance to sit at this table and earn money? ***

It is the smell of our past night, of her fulfilled promise, of her desire for me. She cries out, a small stifled cry, when my tongue finds her outline through the silk. The rough texture of the lace, the warmth and humidity beneath, the salty, metallic taste that permeates the fabric... It is a sacrilege. It is a communion. I lick her, slowly, with a worshipper's devotion, through the fabric, until it is soaked, transparent, clinging to her skin. Her moans fall upon me like burning rain. Her hands cling to my hair, pull me, press me against her.

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

I felt butterflies in my stomach. "Your queen" and that was when all hell broke loose.

I let out a breath and ran a hand through my hair. "The current Italian Don is now my father's business partner, which means his son, Dominic, is also involved." Her astonishment grows impossibly, "Oh Woah," she murmurs. "This is amazing!" she exclaims, laughing and clapping her hands, just as I expected her to. I sigh and place my head in her lap. "You need this spice, and a little danger isn't that awful. Consider all the secret meetings and hookups; you'd have to keep everything so quiet and on the low. It's so fun and thrilling." She lets out a sigh.

she said and I saw the bitch almost drooling. Queen touched her arms and I saw the bitch flinched fuck so this is the effect of that fucking medicine. I saw Queen's hand began to touched the bitch's stomach and the bitch flinched for the second time. I can feel the damn fucking tensed atmosphere but suddenly I was shocked with what I just witnessed "Ohh" Fuck she, the monarch just punched the bitch and still the bitch let out a moan fuck. "Pleasure is Pain " - I heard that man named Spade mumbled. And again, I saw Queen punched her stomach but the bitch just fucking moaned damn!

For quite a while, the Queen stood rooted to the ground, next to her bed, as if she had been turned into a statue. "welcome,” the Queen said, her voice soft and welcoming. Judy chewed on a piece of bone Like it was a flute. She savored the dangling strips of meat, even making sure to suck all the bone marrow out of the calcium. she couldn't care less how she looked like doing it. she had never felt so hungry, so thirsty, in her entire life. and for her to be offered a dinner that exquisite, she could not pass it on.The spicy condiments stuck to her

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.