The Comeback Queen Novels & Stories

he scoffed. "Answer me!” My voice hardened. “Anyone with the right to take over the Winehouse corporation is given a royalty title. As the heiress, you're to be crowned a princess," he replied. I stared at him, trying to process it. A princess? “So you're a prince?" I asked, and he smiled, the kind you'd want to tear off his face. “With pleasure, your highness," he offered a performative bow. Warren called me the princess of the country when I told him my identity then, so this is what he meant?

“Why healer?” She hesitated, fingers tightening around the towel. Then her shoulders lifted in a small, determined shrug. “Because I want to help people,” she said simply. “And because… someday, I want to serve in the Alpha King’s house.” My thoughts flashed to Dominic. I blinked. “That’s… ambitious.” Her mouth twitched. “I know.” “As what?” I asked. She finally looked at me then, eyes bright despite everything. “The Queen Luna’s personal healer,” she said. “And confidant.”

“You know what? His coronation is a week from now and I’m sure you and the other Omegas will be there to—do your thing. You can approach him there while serving drinks and stuff. I bet it’ll be impossible for him to ignore you.” Huh… “I can do that.” “Perfect! I’m sure it’ll be fun.” ** I spend over a week in the clinic and Vera is regularly bringing me all sorts of delicious foods. Since I’m no longer skipping meals, I feel that my body is slowly getting back to healthy shape. Strangely, Nyra has been oddly quiet these past few days. I can’t even properly feel her presence anymore. It’s almost like there is a thick wall between me and my wolf.

By the end of the day, she felt more confident in her new role. As the shop closed for the evening, Marina approached her. “Jessica, you did a great job today. I’m happy to say that you’re officially part of the Café Bliss team. Welcome aboard.” Jessica couldn’t believe her ears. “Thank you so much, Marina. I won’t let you down.” Marina smiled. “I know you won’t. See you tomorrow.” Jessica left the coffee shop with a spring in her step. She felt a renewed sense of hope and purpose. She had a job now, and it was a step towards building a better future for herself and Nori.

I say as I start rubbing her calves. “Yes, you did and showed me too a few times.” She said as she tilted her head back. “And which of those times did you enjoy the most?” I ask as I stand and move behind her chair to start rubbing her shoulders. I lean down and whisper in her ear. “In bed while I took you from behind making you scream my name. Or maybe it was in the shower when I was on my knees worshiping that beautiful pussy of yours.” I can see the slightest hint of pink creep into her cheeks. Goddess I love this woman. I can’t believe that I ever thought that I wasn’t going to want her as my mate. She is everything that I need or could ever want. Looking around the stage I can’t believe

Outside the window, neon lights flickered, and the city pulsed with life. I stood on the terrace of a luxurious hotel, overlooking this sleepless metropolis. This was my 23rd birthday party. I had been reborn. Not only was I alive and well, but I had returned to ten years ago. This was the year the Grant Corporation had just completed a major international acquisition and successfully gone public. This was the year I had yet to become Victor’s wife. “Isn’t it enough to give anyone a headache?” A snide voice came from behind me.

Scott couldn't move from his place for the next few minutes, the staff was finishing their work and the girl who had been a free seconds away from biting his head off was standing at the door waiting to lock up. He looked back at the scarf that had been lying on the table a shade darker than its original peach hue because of the water. His heart had been pounding ever since he had seen her coming out of his family healer's home. Fallon Johnson had been the town's oldest and most powerful witch to exist. When the wolves and witches joined hands they had to put their hatred for one another aside but he knew the old and traditional witch never really let go of the age old grudge that started ce

A soft humming can be heard vaguely from inside, slowly but surely growing closer. The world seems to freeze for a second as I lay my eyes on her. Her 5’7 frame appears from the doorway carrying a laundry basket full of clothes and she ends up using her voluptuous hips to open the door wider for her to pass through. Her chocolate brown hair is tumbling down in loose, wild curls to the end of her back where her perfectly round ass takes over. The green in her hazel eyes seem to sparkle as she’s humming some song happily to herself.

Like a shadow, always present but never shining. But then she showed up in my office after three years, completely different. The moment she walked in, I was amazed. The way she carried herself, her confidence, her beauty…I didn't expect that. I was fully prepared to get the divorce over with, but when I saw her again, I decided against it. Something in me just couldn't let her go just yet. But now…first that damn actor and now this new friend of hers? And she comes back smelling like him? I groaned, collapsing onto the sofa. I was too damn tired for this.

"You’ve got flashy hands, I'll give you that. But out here in the real world, ego gets you crushed. You think you're untouchable because of a few headlines?" She skated closer, stopping inches from the boards where I stood. She tilted her chin up, her gaze steady, completely unbothered by my intimidation. "I don't think I'm untouchable, Coach Sterling. I KNOW I'm the best skater in this program. I am the Ice Queen. You can try to put me down all you want, but you can't deny what you saw today."