The Queen Of Dirt Island Novels & Stories

flash in his. “It is NOT my fault my father, YOUR King, was a man whore! I did not ask for this bullshit but hey if the shoe fits, wear it right? So here I am bitch! If you have a problem with me or my wolf, we will be on the training grounds until lunch.” I looked away from Koda who had looked past me to Jax, probably questioning if I could challenge him like that or not. I had everybody’s eyes on me, which is exactly what I wanted. “That goes for anybody else here who does not think I’m worthy enough. Rather you like it or not I will be your Queen soon enough and you will all bow to me. Maybe once I rip a few of your throats out, you will learn to tread carefully.”

But suddenly, chaos erupted in the room. I couldn’t even register what happened; however, Queen Isabella’s shrill voice snapped me out of my daze. “You morons! Don’t you have eyes? You’ll be punished severely for your offense.” My eyes caught sight of Zayden, kneeling on the floor before the Queen. The empty bottle of the bathroom cleaner gave me a hint about the current situation. Isabella was screaming hysterically as her vintage gown was ruined by the chemicals of the cleaner, she huffed in anger.

When your mom was a mysterious criminal mastermind, you tend to inherit her crazy genes if were lucky enough to be birthed by her. So what if she was crazy? I was not sane either but I would snap her neck if she ever hurt my Pamela. I heard faint rumbles coming from the water and looked in the direction the sound was coming from. Armed heavily armored men on black jet skis flanked us. "Water guards, we have reached our destination," Elizabeth said. "Welcome to the island," She said. The Queen stayed on an island. How grand.

Madam Stockton and Queenie were digging up soil with Caprice in the yard. The child was not interested in remote racing cars and had a preference for the toy excavators instead. She was messing around with a model excavator, shoveling soil out of the ground in a very practiced fashion. Madam Stockton was showering her with praises. Queenie was applauding her endlessly as well. As Julie beheld the scene, a flash of disgust appeared in her eyes.

The Queen burst into laughter, "Well, I AM a witch." "Why is the bleeding not stopping?" At this moment, only Allura was still calm enough to think among the three of them. "I added something in the spell of course," The Queen turned to look at Allura with a smile, but there was no shred of tender in her tone, "Why? You want me to save your little dog?" "He is not my DOG!" Allura yelled back with her ears red. "You are right!" The Queen added quickly, "He is other's. You pathetic girl."

I only dont accept to be his wife who the hell is she to reject me" they heard a voice "but I agree" they turned to see its queen Victoria srinithi smiled by looking at her dhiren said "she is your demon boss mother" srinithi gulped and thought "oh my god how many twists there still I'm a kid please spare me"

I yelled back. “You tried to take my children from me!” she yelled again. “What have you done!” I cried realising Nico had left her back on the island with the other women and children. “Did you think the local authorities didnt know about Hunter he paid them off, I was going to sell you out either way, im queen! Not you!” she yelled back. It was obvious to me that she was fully crazy, and I hadn't noticed, “What did you do to everyone!” “Dead! Just like you are going to be! I'm Queen of the island now, I've inherited everything !” she laughed hysterically, she rubbed her belly lightly, “Hunter will come again, he promised me, just a few moments before he died”

“But if he is your mate, why have you accepted each other now? Since I presume that, if you are, you knew it from the time Eric was in the royal pack.” I sigh at his disturbing questions, continually reminding myself that this was who Adair was. An inquisitor. I told him. “That’s a story for another time, Adair. Take comfort in knowing that both are my mates. You already know Eric, but let me introduce you to Isabella.” Without thinking, Adair extends his hand to shake it. Isabella reciprocates politely. He automatically turns her hand and looks at her tattoo. “What does this mean?” Isabella, uncomfortable by his grip, breaks free from his grip and goes back to hugging Eric. I calmly reply,

Rune sighed in satisfaction and disappointment, "Adler, there are countless women worldwide with that hair and eye color. How would you find her if she's real when you don't even know the size of her titties." Priest, on sensing Rune was about to get punched, pushed him aside and stood in front of Adler instead, "I'll hate to see you like this for somebody that doesn't exist." He tightened his hold around the paper, "She exists." "So?" Rune laughed. "I'll make her my queen."— *** Now she was here. "wait... WHAT!" He didn't know how to feel, standing close to the door. What should he do? Go to her? Ask her why she would think he would go to that extent. Yell at her; why she'd think he'd ever

She turned to go up the stairs. “Where do you think you are going to with our family heirloom you thief?” Sloane screamed. “The marriage has ended, you need to return the ring. I honestly don’t even know what Liam saw in you, you gold digger.” Dukia pulled the diamond ring from her finger. It had never fit right, loose and cold. She placed it on the dinner table, directly on top of the divorce papers, and walked up the stairs to what used to be her room. Her bag had already been packed for her. A single duffel bag that she had stepped into this family with. She picked up the bag and walked out the front door.