The Queen's Code Audiobook Novels & Stories

This chair felt comfortable; this wasn’t bad. I scrunched up my face when I realized that Queen must have known something about this all along. I mean, there’s no way that she wouldn’t know Reiner’s code name. He’s her only son! I wondered if she planned all this and hoped that she didn’t. I prayed that this was all just a weird twist of fate or an unfortunate coincidence; however, deep down I knew that that probably wasn’t the case. This whole thing was orchestrated by the Queen…

"The Queen said, ''I thought you would be grateful'' She said ''I didn't Raise you to be This Dumb'' She said '' It not that easy you just can't kill a watcher, There a spell that protects them from being murder'' She said ''I and your father; have been trying for years to discreetly, take care of Ezra. you do f**k it up as always'' she said ''Did you read the script, touch not my child anointed do my prophet no harm. You better pray that she still alive and that hasn't awake yet'' Queen said Novella Sat there without a word to say she has never seen her mother angry and fearful. She was confused about the whole situation. The Queen went to talk to the king was in his office handling reports

The old Don was killed in an ambush by a rival crew. At the mass, Vito, the new Don, stood at the very front of the church. I'd rushed back from a job and barely made it. There were only two spots left in the church. One was right next to the new Don. The seat for his wife. The other was at the very end of the guest line. I figured, without even thinking about it, that the spot beside him was mine. So I walked straight toward Vito. But he looked right past me. "Sofia." He lifted his chin, just slightly. "Come up." Around me, the family elders and the heads of the different crews started whispering. "The next Don's wife is a beautiful woman." "Look at those two. They just fit." Vito took the

"Don't hurt me. I'm not one of them. I've been hiding down here for two days, ever since I overheard something I wasn't supposed to hear." "Who are you?" I asked. "My name is Tomas," he said. "I work in the royal archive back at the capital. I found records down here that prove exactly who's really behind everything happening tonight, and I promise you, Princess, the names on that list will terrify you far more than your uncle ever could.”

This one's armor was decorated with silver vines. It knelt before Beauty. Then extended both hands. Resting across its palms... Was a weathered leather-bound book. Aldric's eyes widened. "The Royal Chronicle." "I thought it was lost." The guardian spoke. Its ancient voice echoed through the cavern. "The Queen must know the truth." Beauty carefully accepted the book. The leather was warm. Almost alive. When she opened the first page... Words began writing themselves across the parchment. Not ink. Silver light. The first sentence appeared.

It was a Blight. Audrey’s eyes snapped open. They weren't violet anymore. They were two bottomless pits of oily blackness. The air around her began to frost, not with ice, but with a grey, powdery decay. The sapphire vines that had tried to creep into the cellar door shriveled and turned to ash the moment she looked at them. When she emerged from the cellar, even Vane backed away. "Audrey?" Lucas asked, his voice trembling. "The Queen is gone," Audrey said, her voice sounding like the grinding of stones. "There is only the Debt."

Queen muttered and she could hear her letting out her breathe” ~ “ You sound much better now Granny and that's so so good” Queen mumbled ~ “ Yes, is Mr Hawke's there?” Granny asked. ~ “ No. Why?” Queen asked. ~ “ Nothing really. I would…love to speak to him, so call me when he is back” Granny said ~ “ Okay Grandma. Bye” Queen rasped and ended the call. “ Urgh…Grandma and her naggings” Queen mumbled and sat up when she heard movement by her door step

My skin still shimmered faintly under the light, the mark on my wrist pulsing with a rhythm that didn’t belong to me. I’d purged Mateo from the Blood Code — or I thought I had. But something lingered. Something alive. Sometimes, when the wind shifted, I heard his voice in the static of the world — faint, teasing, omnipresent. You can’t kill what you coded into yourself, hermana. I ignored it. I had no room left for ghosts — not his, not Luca’s, not even my own. The council waited inside. Palermo’s surviving heads — those who’d crawled from the ashes when the digital empire fell. I was their Queen now, not by birthright, but by blood and fear.

The candles flickered in rhythm. She whispered, “Lunaris was betrayed by her wolf king… and now her curse lives through me.” A wind stirred through the chamber. Papers rustled. A single book fell from the shelf , an old volume bound in black hide. It landed open at her feet. She knelt slowly and read the first line aloud. “The Queen of Chains shall awaken the King of Ruin.” Her blood went cold. Then , so faint she almost thought it was imagination , she heard it again.

My body was burning, and my eyes were filled with rage. "Now just leave me alone." I struggled to say it. "Hah, I always get what I want, and I want you right now. You should consider yourself fortunate that I chose you "I was just restraining myself from slapping him when he started laughing. Lucky my foot, huh. Coming even closer to my face, he said, "you are just mine, and you are going to be my queen very soon, just imbibe these words in your head, and I will do anything to make this happen."