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"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti

You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers. Warning: This book will contain the following •Sibling-rivalry •Cussing •Abortion •Sexual content •Triggering issues ~*~ Blurb The story about Kourtney Devaraux, the what-so-called Queen B who is misunderstood by a lot of people. She's overlooked as someone who will come for those who threaten her. But it's the other way around.

I felt a slight tug to my left, and headed over to the bookshelves in that direction. I did not make it far before I saw a book laying out on a small table, as if it had been placed there especially for me. The leather cover was blank, without a title in sight, but when I opened the book, there was a small dedication on the first page: IN HONOR OF THE GREATEST LOVE THE KINGDOMS HAVE EVER KNOWN Curious, I turned the page. What I saw there nearly made me drop the book in fright. A collection of discoveries by Mila Benson, the 67th Queen of Fresonia

The queen gave a nod as her eyes seemed to study me. “What is it, child?” The queen cocked her head and frowned. “Did you call your mamma just to bitch about how old I am?” I chuckled and shook my head. “Definitely not, actually I called for an important reason,” “Sure, what is it?” “I need some books. We don’t have them here in the Rogue Kingdom,” I watched the Queen’s face go deep in contemplation. “What kind of books, Lydia?” I bit my lip and swallowed. “Magic books. Specifically magic books on memories,”

I will make sure I manipulate those bitches , they will all know who is the rightful owner of being the ruler " she smirked as she roamed around the big library, I will be just like the respectable former queen angela and hee husband , respected by all the lands of the minor rulers. She took out a book without even looking at it , it was now on her arms when she started to open it the title read " your doom" but Ariel smirked .. but after she started reading the first few chapters , she got bored and she wanted to close the book but the book opened itself up to a certain page " the subtitle read you are just a puppet "

“And I love you, my queen of mean.” I am Queen Victoria Rozenreff Eckrett, a villainess in the story Thorny Crown and the reigning queen of mean. THE END

Today was one of those warm winter days when a cardigan was safe for an outing, the grass was less frosty and damp, and the trees were more radiant than most days. “Are the love adventures not so adventurous today?” I turned on my seat, coming face-to-face with Queen Shekinah in all her glory. My eyes zeroed on the book and I shut it with a soft sigh. I hadn't realised that I was completely zoned out and staring into space. “It is more of a memoir than a romantic story,” I said, running my hand on the back cover. “Hmm… what is it about?” The queen asked, making herself home on the chair next to mine.

Thank you so much for the support, votes, likes and comments. Since this is a series, there is still book 2, 3, 4, 5 to come. Book 2 has been posted right here and can be found by the title ( THE ROYALLY SCREWED QUEEN) Thank you so much again, Lots of love, Author.

“Eh. Don’t know what goes on in her brain.” The moon princess lips quivered at that. That scared her a bit. An evening with every single one in Greece. *** I closed the book, almost relieved that the chapter was over. It did feel kind of weird to read my own story, my previous life story. Shaking my head, I leaned back and pushed the book in my lap. Judging from the pages in the book, I was in for a ride. ***

But with a book, there was never any end. London announced her presence with her light footsteps. She sat on the other couch, in a pair of black leggings and a pink sweater. Dunbar brought her clothes on his return trips to the island, and he outfitted her with clothing that clung to her curves perfectly. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and I kept picturing my hand fisting it as I shoved my cock into her mouth. Now that days had passed, I was eager to fuck her again. Without even trying, she had a naturally beautiful face. Her green eyes sparkled like emeralds in a treasure chest. Her fair skin reddened easily under my palm. I wondered if her ass would have the same reaction. I kep