The Queen They Buried Novels & Stories

everyone was out of their hiding spot just watching. The body of Sofia was carried away and prepared for burial. Elder Fern hesitantly walks up to the king and Queen, not liking any bit of it. “She can't be buried here” he stated. “We can't have been buried here when she has cured our king and done so much to see to the downfall of this kingdom. we did not acknowledge her alive and we shall not in death. her body shall be carried out of the kingdom and dumped. creatures of the wild will feast on her remains, not one of you shall show her any kindness for she did not when she was alive” Seranda could only listen and watch the guards and Omegas make the necessary preparations.

"Faking your own death is one thing, but you could've at least left your sister's body behind. At least then Jon Cole would've given up." "He's practically gone insane searching for her everywhere. It's honestly pitiful to watch." Candice lounged lazily against the sofa, her expression unreadable. "I was afraid Austin Ryles would be too upset, so I had my sister's body cremated right away. If Jon wants to keep searching, let him." "After what his family did to force me into submission back then, this is the least they deserve. Think of it as payback." Bitterness flashed through her eyes.

"No wonder Linda couldn't hold back. With a daughter like you spouting nonsense all the time, that old woman totally deserved that beating.” "My real mom is flying back from overseas soon. I'm busy planning a top-tier surprise party and a welcome banquet for her. I don't have time for your ridiculous drama." With that, he hung up. On the way to the airport, I scrolled through Nash's social media. There was only one line, written like he thought it was deeply emotional: "The queen is finally returning to her palace. I finally get to show what a devoted son I am." Expressionless, I tapped the like button.

"I'll leave it to you to handle." "Mr. Hudson, I'm talking about billions of dollars in projects… The company will go under. If that happens, how will you give Mrs. and Ms. Hudson a comfortable life?" That triggered a reaction from James. He gazed up at Oliver and asked, "Have you found them?" "I'm sure they'll come back," Oliver said, feeling a little guilty. He had been trying to track them down, but he still couldn't find out anything. When Naomi and Celeste left, they had purchased multiple flight tickets to various destinations. Hence, it was impossible to find out which flight they had actually taken.

Nothing in this world will ever take me from you. I stared at it, and then I remembered. What are you burning? Just some old things. Things I don’t need anymore. Not old things. Us. The letters I wrote her. The cards. The things she had kept from the beginning. “She burned them,” I said. Marco stepped closer. “Burned what?” “Our things.” My throat tightened. “She wasn’t burning trash. She was burning us.” I got to my feet and started going through everything. Drawers. Cabinets. Shelves. Luggage storage. The dressing table. The desk.

"My children don't drink with me, doctor. Usually, after the ambush and they succeeded to burn the rogue vampires' nest, they would celebrate the victory because it was a tradition in their human lives and the humans in the police station would also join them in a police bar. Then after that, they would arrange a new strategy or talk about the possibility of a new nest occupied by rogue vampires. When they're done arranging the strategy of an ambush, they'd contact me because I'm their ultimate weapon in killing rogue vampires. I might not need to have my hands dirty because I'm the queen. But I was born a soldier, so I intended to keep it that way. I'm not the soft vampire queen, but I'm th

She swallowed as tears filled her eyes to the brim, waiting to be released. "Pick it up and make a six-foot grave for yourself. I'm not usually this nice" The Queen ordered impatiently. The guards drew their swords and she hastily picked up the spade. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she began digging her own grave.

They surround me and start to touch my body, inch by inch, getting me hornier and hornier. Then they start to fuck me, two at the same time, all cumming inside of me. After they are all done, Cade gives his hand to me, gets me up, cleans me, helps me to put my dress back on, and tells me that the final step of the ceremony is to kill myself and that in my death I will be reborn as immortal, Queen of hell. I take the sacred knife and cut my own throat. Cade catches me in his arms, then he puts my body on fire, kisses me and I get reborn, stronger than ever.

The stranger glanced at the ancient Queen. “Ask her. She has spent centuries making sure you never remember.” Selena turned toward the Queen, but the older woman's silence told her more than any denial could have. “What did Ian do to him?” The Queen tightened her grip on her staff. “You cannot trust every memory that returns to you. Some were buried for a reason.” “And some were buried because you were afraid of what I would discover.” The crown warmed against Selena's forehead, and another memory rose from its depths.

She closes the third notebook. "Sleep," she says. "Yes," he says. They go. And Silver Hollow, which does not officially exist, holds them the way it holds everything it has decided to keep: completely, without ceremony, as if it never considered doing otherwise.