The Queen Who Fight Back Novels & Stories

She knew that an unseen war was about to begin, and she had to use every bit of her wits and newly acquired abilities to protect herself and those she loved. Back at home, Alicia began to make final preparations for her return to the company. She made detailed plans to surprise William and Richard at the board meeting. She knew that the next few days would be a battle of wits and endurance, and she, Alicia Stewart, was ready for the picking station.

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I will show them who the real queen is. The rage in me is burning my organs. I will kill the monsters who did this. Shallow breaths leave my body, and a shoulder-ripping pain clutches me, as the chains raise me higher. My knees buckle and I give up my entire body weight to the chains holding me. I cry, for the first and the last time in years. Not because I lost. But to bring me back stronger. I am the queen and nobody underestimates me.

She said tauntingly. “What did you just call me bitch?!” I growled. Before she said anything else, she came lunging at me again, and this time I did duck right. She faceplanted in the mud and screamed and punched the ground before getting back up. “Enough child’s play. Either fight like a real Queen or lay down so I can kill you and be done with this shit already. I have more important things to do and you’re wasting my time.” She growled out.

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

Since her spells had failed on Viona, she was hiding behind her mother to block any attack from Viona. The queen shouted at her defeated guards ironically, " What are you doing, Morons? Get her now!" But the guards were already beaten black and blue. Their strength had lost against Viona's attack. They didn't dare to get up and attack her viciously again. At the sound of the queen's voice, Viona's red liquid eyes glared at her way. Another animalistic snarl came out of her throat as she approached the queen in shot. The queen almost stumbled, falling backward but Viona grabbed her throat first. She barked at the queen's face loudly,

he suggested, keeping his smile while presenting a new book to her. "What is that? What story does it have?" Ruby asked, finally looking at his direction instead of her window. "It's a compilation of dozens of stories about fantastic fighter women. Like Atalanta who never lost a race even to the fastest men and the first to land a hit on the monstrous boar, or Princess Merida the Brave who saved her own mother from a witch's curse. There's also about Queen Daenerys Targaryen, the Dragon Queen who started as a woman sold by her own brother to a barbarian Horse Lord but when he died she picked herself up. She built an army of her own, conquered kingdoms, freed slaves, and repelled evil forces

“She doesn’t need to. I see it in the way she fights. She fights as though it is just her and her enemy. Like there is no one else around her, yet she is so aware of her surroundings.” “She barely speaks to you, how do you know so much?” “I find the Queen fascinating. She may not speak much, but her actions show enough. History of trauma, right?” “Did she tell you?” He shakes his head at me. “It’s the only reason that makes sense as to why she fights so hard. Every second is about keeping herself alive whether she wants to admit it or not.” He was just telling me what I already knew. Though the only time she begged to stay alive was in her nightmares.

Penelope was the queen bee, the ruler of this domain, and she was determined to make my life a living hell. But I wasn't going to let her. I was going to fight back. I was going to prove her wrong. I was going to show her that I was more than just a liar. I was a survivor. And I was going to win.

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her... Slay her dragons... I will.