The Queens Swcret Novels & Stories

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

"Kneel." Serena shrank back but obeyed, kneeling at the Queen’s feet. "Swear it," the Queen commanded, her voice trembling with intensity. "Swear right now that if you ever enter another gambling den, I, this old woman, will die a horrible death!" Serena’s eyes went wide with horror. "Grandmother! I know I was wrong, but don't curse yourself like that!" The Queen remained unyielding. "Swear it! Now!" Serena’s face turned serious, her jaw setting. She raised her hand. "I, Serena Blackwood, swear to the Moon Goddess that I will never enter a casino again. If I break this oath, may the heavens strike me down."

“Ware wolves are self-healing creatures my Luna, the doctors are there for severe conditions so the supplies won’t be a problem, we have enough already, but for backup, two batches worth of supplies have been ordered along with the Hemoblock.” The door opened revealing a Queen Veronica, and when she stepped in, everyone stood up out of respect, she walked in taking a seat beside her King without a word, she was the queen, and she owed no one an explanation for her lateness, as she did, Austin stepped out urging everyone to have some refreshments while He, Lorry and Meagan stepped out to go print the clearly drafted plans strategies and notes from this meeting. There were murmurs and chatters

He didn’t just complete me—he made me stronger. I followed Mama outside then and the crowd roared. It felt real now as my nerves settled in my stomach. "We're here today to welcome our new queen, Serenya Valtoria Greystorm-Goldenthorn Ashmoor.

"The queen requires my assistance with something." Mariah remained silent, a sense of unease hanging in the air. Sensing her apprehension, Sawyer paused and looked at her. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Did you contact the werewolf hunters and lead them to the Tournament Winners' camp?" she questioned, her accusatory gaze fixed upon him. Sawyer chuckled. "The queen prefers to keep her distance from werewolf affairs most of the time. Especially when it involves werewolf hunters. Anyone caught communicating with a werewolf hunter is labeled a traitor and faces execution. Do I look like I'm eager for a death wish?"

Back in Chicago, I sat in the back of a Rolls-Royce in a camel-colored Hermès coat, watching the familiar yet alien city roll by. "The fifty million requires your signature," Elias said, sitting beside me, flipping through a file. "The Wright family's Swiss accounts are secure, but the transfer requires in-person authorization." I nodded. Over the past two months, Elias had not only arranged my life in London but also helped me understand my mother's business empire. The Wright family's wealth was vaster and more hidden than I'd ever imagined.

I stand directly in front of him and look up so that I am staring directly into his eyes. I grab onto his balls which causes him to groan in pain and I stand on my toes so that my mouth is directly at his ear. "Listen up pretty boy and listen well. I am not someone you want to mess with. I am a Queen . You found me as an alpha and you will leave me as one. I am not any of the submissive little whores you've been with that listen to your every word and worship your dick like you're a God . I do what I want , whenever I want , and with whom I want. Do not think that you can come here and tell me what to do because you will get hurt in many ways , trust me I don't mind showing at all. Try tha

Sarah hurriedly pressed the answer button and shot Adrian a look, signaling him to be quiet. “Hello?” On the other end of the line was her assistant, Clara, her voice brimming with urgency. “Sister Sarah, please come back right away! The CEO from headquarters has suddenly arrived, and we’re supposed to submit the contract as agreed!” Sarah’s expression turned serious, her pretty little face full of determination. “I’ll be back at the office right away. Wait for me!” Sarah hung up the phone and was just about to turn around to tell Adrian when he suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. He rested his chin possessively in the crook of her neck, his elegant jawline tickling her collarb

Jay said as everyone who fought him, retreated and made way for the three queens to past. The queen act, walked with her 4 daggers in each hand. Her reddish skin emits an aura that cowers the fear. The butterfly queen was beautiful, her purple twirled antennae were mesmerizing as if she doesn't need anything but pure beauty. Her purple-colored wings along with different shades of colors, luminate as she flew beautifully above the ground. The queen termite on the other hand, was not the same with the gross creatures who conveniently ate the hive's grounds like a delicious meal. She's thin and look more like a human the other three with its two arms and two legs. Kent realized that another cal

she said breathlessly, “please… just listen to me.” He said nothing. His jaw was tight, his gaze unreadable. Queen’s eyes fell to the floor. Her lips quivered. Then, with no further hesitation, she dropped to her knees right in front of him. Everyone gasped. The guards who were within sight exchanged stunned glances. Orlanda’s hand froze on Oswald’s chest. Nathan’s lips parted in surprise, his phone momentarily forgotten. Queen, the daughter of Wilberforce, the woman who once looked down on everyone, was now kneeling on the estate pavement, her palms clutched around the fabric of Oswald’s trouser leg.