The Meme Queen Novel Adventure Novels & Stories

"Wait. The state's top scorer? That was the side character?" "Hold on, this plot is not going the way it's supposed to. Am I reading this wrong?" "Oh. Oh, I get it now. The side character figured out Joey could read minds, and she fed her wrong answers on purpose." "I've been calling this girl an idiot this whole time, and she's been playing on a completely different level." The next second, both my phones started ringing at once. One was an admissions office from an Ivy. The other was a recruiter from a second one.

"I almost wish things were different. That we were meeting under other circumstances. You would have liked me, before Dante destroyed everything." He poured himself another whiskey, raising it in a mock toast. "To Arabelle Moretti-Valerio. The Queen who doesn't know she's playing the wrong side of the board." He drank. "But you will soon enough. And when you do, this whole game changes." Outside his window, the city lights twinkled innocently. Somewhere in that city, Arabelle was probably celebrating her victory. Probably in Dante's arms, feeling safe and loved and powerful. Enjoying the calm before the storm.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

It is hard to stay positive when over ten-thousand words are erased in one file. I hope you are patient with me and keep this book in your library, as I promise to return soon with more episodes. Please, don't forget about me or Fated to the Queen. Until then, if you are still interested in supporting me as an author, try my other GoodNovel. It's a dark romance that turns sweet, with the female lead experiencing character growth and sexual discovery. I Promise Queen Kimarhi and her fated will return, and when that happens, you will get to meet Imagyn.

She's the only thing he has of his wife. I've see what losing a family member does to the men in this business. Chul-Moo's wife got killed a few years back, he went through a rough couple of years before he got back to normal. That's the thing about us; when we hate, we hate hard but we love even harder. "Miliani! I got her! I got the kid!" Mafalda suddenly exclaims and I immediately hung up the phone I was using on the desk. I rush to her and grab the phone out of her hands, "Hello?"

There were so many books here that I have not read yet, and this book looked familiar to me, but I could not place where I had seen it. " The End Times?" Samael read, looking at the cover of the book. I flipped through the book. It held many prophecies in it, and I had no idea what I was looking for. " Shit"... I said, accidentally cutting myself on the pages. The page seemed to soak up my blood. Suddenly, the pages started turning until they landed on one sudden page, titled, Queen of the End Times. I read the page out loud. And behold, twin queens

Emma, Dave, and I stood around as I flipped the first page. ’To my beloved Alana, my best friend, my wolf' My eyes widened as realization hit. The queen's name wasn't on the book because she was the one who had written it. Page after page spoke of her affection for Alana, her powers, her strength, and everything she had done for the queen. ”I’m not sure whether to think this is cute or creepy,” Dave said and winced. A vicious growl escaped me without my consent and the pages of the book flipped one by one quickly without anyone touching them.

She ran blindly, feet tangled in roots, branches slapping her face and arms, but she didn’t stop. Behind her, the snarls came again, closer now. Heavy paws struck the earth with a thundering rhythm. Aaron—no, the creature he had become—was hunting her. She darted left, then right, branches clawing her arms, hair snagging on jagged bark. Pain shot up her legs, her lungs burned, but the instinct to survive roared louder than fear. She could feel him behind her—smelling her, tasting the air she breathed. Then he caught her.

The final entry, in the journal was what I was really looking for. The title is really a trap. The handwriting I saw was over the place it looked frantic. The Queen is not actually a ruler she is like a vessel, for the First Mother. If Esmeralda takes the throne she will not be Esmeralda anymore. Esmeralda will be a hunger that consumes the First Mother and everything else. The First Mother will take over. Esmeralda will be gone.

“Do you have any ideas for what you want? I’m not the most prim and proper person, and I have no clue what goes on at an inauguration, so I’ll take your lead here.” He chuckled. “And that’s why there are books written about these things, because I have no clue either.” “Just as well it’s been suggested that we get Hunter and Wayne on our side. Those two know a whole lot about this life than we do,” she commented. She squeaked when he grabbed her by her foot, dragging her towards him. “I just can’t wait to have you as my Queen.” “Is being your mate not enough?” she joked. He smirked, kissing her calf. “It is, but I want you to be mine in every way.”