Novel & Cerita The Queen Who Fights Back

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

I straightened and started pushing her again, but she let out a loud cry. “No! Please, I beg you, Courtney! Please stop!” she cried even harder. “Stop?” I chuckled without humor. “You’re not thoroughly cleaned, Yolanda.” I pushed again, but she tried to push back against my force. She yelled in panic. “Don’t put my face back there!” I laughed, tugging at her and making her face turn to me, pressing my knee harder on her back so she wouldn’t fight much. “But that’s where you belong, right? You shit,” I looked her dead in the eye. “Go on, Yolanda. Fight back. That makes this more fun.”

Unbroken. Crowned not by lineage. Not by prophecy. But by war. The survivors knelt around her. Not out of fear. Out of truth. Kael. Lucien. Saphira. Thousands more. They knelt not to a symbol. Not to a throne. But to her. Elara Moonstone. Queen of Ash and Fire. The Queen who bowed to no king. The Queen who forged her crown in flame and fury. And now, with the valley burning behind her and the war only beginning,

Dark armour, masked faces, blades gleaming with death. “No!” the queen roared, spreading her arms protectively in front of her daughter. She fought them, the memories were scattered. A flash of steel. A scream. A fall. The queen collapsed. Her silver hair spilled across the floor like a river of moonlight tainted with red. “Mama!” little Marhea shrieked. She ran to her mother, cradling her shoulders. The queen’s lips moved faintly. “Live… my child.” Then her eyes went still. The hall shook again as enemies poured in. Someone grabbed Marhea from behind, lifting her. She screamed, kicked, clawed but arms wrapped around her, fierce and protective.

"You see fights have gone a bit bland, we've been losing customers so we had to crown a new champion until you decide to return." "Where were you anyway?" The woman shrugged, efficiently dodging his question. "I've been here and there. Come on, you do know my job right?" "Of course I do." Ethan chuckled as he glanced down at his clipboard. "I'll arrange a fight for you. Would you like to fight the new champion?" "Why not? The former champion against the new one." "Very well then. Your fight is the last, you can get comfortable for a couple." He informed, gaining a nod from Bella before she made her way towards the back, going down a series of stairs before entering underground.

This time, she's not sneering; she looks pretty serious. But instead of being scared, I make a funny face and get ready for a fight. "Let's do it, chick!" As my red eyes light up, I challenge her. My fight with the Queen started. Her claws were as sharp as mine, she was as fast as me, and she was as strong as me. It was the first time I fought someone who could keep up with my attacks, but I didn't feel scared or worried. Instead, I was excited. "Got you!" When I touched the Queen's wrist, I said yes.

She scowled, revealing herself from behind the wall. "You're too weak to fight." The queen chuckled darkly. "From now on, I control you. So don't ever tell me what I can and cannot do." The queen snarled. "I'm definitely going to put you in your place." She raised her staff, and it attracted lightning. She positioned it at Emily and shot at her. Emily chuckled as the blast energized her rather than affected her. "My powers can't hurt me." Emily shot out her phoenix wings and flew to the queen, abruptly yanking the staff from her possession. "I'm sick of you making me inferior. Now leave my city and never come back, or else, of course, you want a taste of my wrath."

“I will not be your pawn. I will not be your bride. I will not trade my crown for safety or silence.” “I am not the woman you tried to chain to bloodlines, to husbands, to lineage.” “I am the Queen.” “I am the fire.” “And anyone who comes for what is mine—my name, my blood, my child—will burn.” She let the words sit. Then added, quieter. Sharper. “You burned a house of children thinking it would make me bend. That I’d beg, or vanish. You thought terror would tame me.” “But you have not learned.” “Terror made me.”

She throws a punch at mother putting all the force and strength behind it. Mother dodges the blow and easily tackles her down by sweeping her feet. The Queen hisses as she lands on the ground with a thud. Mother puts her foot on her back, pushing the Queen into the sand and restraining her from getting back to her feet. The woman sure got a lot of strength in that lean and curvy body. The Queen struggles for several seconds to move the foot of her back and get up but she fails. She curses loudly as she finally gives up and taps.

. The king granted the permission and the officer approached the Queen with the request, ten man against ten men, to face each other one by one till death, and the winning side take over the others kingdom, this was to reduce blood shed, the Queen after a long minutes thinking, agreed to the challenge, and the officer went back to his king, so the best ten armies were selected from both sides, old general told the king that the men he had selected were not the Strongest, the king told his generals that, he knew what he was doing, the fight began and the Queen first three armies fell, the Queen stopped the fight and made substitutions, though it was wrong but the king had no choice as the Qu