Novel & Cerita Take My Breath Away Queen

my Alexander is back. “What took you so long? Do you know how hard it was for me to give birth to your twins? I wanted to pull your hair as I gave birth to your children! I miss you, baby!” I straightforwardly mumbled to him while tears keep falling from my eyes. I could feel Alexander lowered his head down and leaned on my shoulder. His slow and hot breath brought a ticklish sensation on my ear and neck. And in a low whispering deep tone he spoke. “I’m sorry for making you go all through of it by yourself... I promise that I will never leave your side ever again. Thank you for waiting for me. I'm back now, my Queen.”

I am deeply sorry ma'am, about the other day, we just had to make it look real", he apologized. I nodded, "I understand, it's okay I forgive you". ", What do I do with his body?". "Put it in a package and send it to the others, tell them Blu said hi", I said and then turned to the boys. You could see the shock, surprise and even horror on their faces. Damon walked up to me. "Who the fuck are you?" he asked shocked. I smiled, "Oh me? I'm the Queen".

Their glances lingered on me with something dangerously close to pity. Someone murmured that I was truly pathetic, that I had no idea what was happening around me. Another remarked that the Lord visited the orphanage almost daily to accompany Ella, and that rumors claimed they had already secured a legitimate Blood Covenant registration and completed the Crimson Bond Rite. Meanwhile, I—the publicly acknowledged Blood Queen—appeared to be nothing more than an inconvenient afterthought. I did not slow my steps. My fingers trembled as I sent a message to my father, whom I had not contacted in years, telling him simply that I wished to come home.

Then— A breath. Long. Deep. Unobstructed. I looked down. The Dowager Queen’s chest rose fully for the first time since I had entered the room. Her eyes opened. Clear. Focused. “I…” she whispered, her voice trembling not with weakness, but with something closer to disbelief. “I can breathe…” Silence fell again. But this time, it was different. Not shock born of fear— Shock born of something undeniable. I straightened slightly, meeting the stunned gazes around me without hesitation.

I was. I took one last breath, the scent of Velour d’Ombre filling my lungs, and walked toward the curtain. Time for round two!

"Tell me, 'Voice of the King.' Do you remember the rose garden? Do you remember the girl who cried because she broke a string on her lute?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Abigail." The name hit the room like a cannon blast. I stopped breathing. The silk screen felt like a thin sheet of ice. "The Queen died in the fire," Kael said. His voice was low. Uncertain. "We all saw the body. It was charred. Unrecognizable." "We saw a body," Vance said. He stepped forward again. He didn't wait for permission. He reached out and ripped the silk screen down.

He was already moving, pulling me through a back corridor, past the thumping music and the colored lights until we pushed through a side door and I froze. Everyone was on the floor. Hands behind their heads. Faces down. Not a single person dared to breathe too loudly. Queen stood in the middle of it all with a cigarette between her fingers and the kind of stillness that was somehow more terrifying than noise. "Found her Boss Lady," the stripper announced. Queen turned. The hardness in her face cracked the moment her eyes landed on me, and she crossed the floor in three strides, pulling me into a hug so tight that I felt my ribs protest.

All of a sudden, the blue smoke ceased, Queen's face looked fazed as she had just seen a ghost, and within seconds, Queen lost balance and fell backward. Alarmed, Ava caught her before she could completely reach the floor. "Are you okay?" Ava asked with a worried look on her face. But she was surprised when Queen didn't lift a finger. Queen looked just like someone who was really tired and faint. Ava thought it was a miracle that Queen was still breathing. Ava thought of who to call for help and she remembered Billie... Yesterday, when Queen was talking more about her medicine-making abilities, Billie, Ethan's girlfriend had come to visit.

My pride bled out with each hit. A hush swept over the gathered crowd. And then a new voice spoke. “That’s enough.” I looked up through blurred eyes. A tall woman strode forward, robed in dark green velvet, her silver jewelry glinting in the sunlight. Her gaze was sharp, calculating, deadly. She carried herself like royalty. She was the queen. She stopped in front of me, hands clasped behind her. Her mouth curled faintly. “River,” she said, her voice deceptively smooth. “You’ve truly gone mad this time, haven’t you?”

Tears streamed like a broken dam. I dragged myself out and found Queen pacing around without a care of this world. I couldn’t tell how she was still here with all the commotion back there. I trudged to her and caressed her mane with my shaking hand. “You are a Queen for a reason.” I leaned and kissed her. She did great tonight too.