Take My Breath Away Queen Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath and walked over to where Emily and Jenny were discussing the elements with my sisters and started reading the aura of the queen and her protector. "Interesting, very interesting."

I leaned heavily against the altar, my legs trembling so violently I would have fallen if Ronan hadn't instantly wrapped a steadying arm around my waist. Upon the dais, the Queen lay perfectly still. The horrifying black veins were completely gone. Her skin was no longer the sickly, frozen pale of a corpse, but flushed with the warm, undeniable heat of life. She opened her violet eyes and let out a long, shuddering sigh of absolute relief. "You did it," Taylon breathed, falling to his knees beside her and gently taking her hand. The Queen looked at Taylon, then at me, a profound, overwhelming pride shining in her gaze. "My brave children. You brought me back."

he whispers, his voice steady like an anchor. I turn to him, eyes stinging. “I’m glad you’re right next to me. Supporting me in everything I do,even when it feels wrong.” My fingers reach for his hand, and he responds to hold mine. “I will always be here. Promise,” he says and his thumb brush gently across my knuckles. We sat in silence for a few minutes before the sound of footsteps echoed from the grand staircase. My eyes lifted, and there she was, the queen. She descended with a quiet majesty, her gown flowing like water, her crown gleaming subtly beneath the light. Her beauty was undeniable, but what struck me most was her face. It carried exhaustion, sorrow, and a quiet desperation that

She trembled uncontrollably as her soft breasts were squeezed, kneaded, and toyed with, causing her lust to surge even more uninhibitedly and the drug’s effects to take full hold. Completely unable to think, she was suffocated by the passionate, wet, and hot kiss above, while below, the man’s hands gripped her—her breasts played with until they were swollen, aching, yet intensely pleasurable. “Baby, you’re so hot.” Victor finally released her fragrant lips, giving her a chance to catch her breath. Her lips, reddened and moistened by the kiss, parted and closed, revealing her delicate, lilac-colored tongue. The man’s eyes darkened; he suddenly lowered his head and took her pert, red nipple in

/ˈtidlˌāt/ stimulate or excite (someone), especially in a sexual way. Alessandro She looks exceptional in that fucking dress. A head-turner, every step she does with her head held high, tells a story to people she holds the power. Every characteristic a queen needs in her vocabulary and she exemplary perform it with ease. The crowd gawked at her.

I had taken extra care of my skin since becoming the queen of Adivaine; they had better be nothing scaly, or hideous, on it. "No. It's just…I'm trying to figure out the reason why I find you so mesmerizingly beautiful right now." The force of his velvety soft and surprisingly simple words for some mysterious cause seemed to knock the wind out of my lungs. I sat still for a moment, trying to remember how to breathe. Was it through the eyes or through my feet again? It took a few seconds before I managed to take in a sharp, shuddering breath. It's not like it's been so long since I got some action, right?

she breathed out. “ Why?” I asked taking a step closer to her. “ You don't have to act, just stay natural and be yourself,” I said, moving the hairs away from her face and ticking them behind her ears. Her breathing became fast. I moved my face closer to hers as I went near her ears. “ You are my Queen, Ava,” I said, holding her by her waist. I could hear her rapid heart beat. I pulled her closer to me as her hands rested on my chest in an attempt to push me away.

“Not just as my Luna. Not just as my Queen. You're mine. My breath, my love, my obsession.” “Then take me, Alpha.” She moans, her hips arching towards me as her hands roam across my chest. “Show me what being yours really means.”

I say and cross my fingers as discreetly as I could behind my back while giving him an innocent smile, he shoots me a suspicious glare but takes my word for it. Thankfully his phone diverts his attention and I turn, looking out of the window. I stare at the streets with a blank expression before leaning forward a bit to see down the road, and further ahead I spot a billboard. I gasp in surprise when two familiar pairs of emeralds stare back at me. Technically, my eyes are closed in this picture but that’s not the point. The point... is that on this billboard is a commercial picture of me as the Masked Queen. I didn’t know the last advertisement I did in New York was for a Korean company!

Queen Zakyra, the Queen of Poziarne, who had the affinity of fire, the Unburnt Queen— who yielded fire at her finger tips and was burning in fire. The smell of rotten corpse burning spread in the air and their blood curling wails intensified. Avalyn's heart had slowed down. She was bleeding way too much. Her mouth was open and a drop of blood leaked out and a sob lodged in my throat. Her eyes were open and were loosing it's light. No. No. No.