You Can Call Me Queen Bee Novels & Stories

' 'Okay boss, I'll do it ' 'Better, send your account details, your pay this time will fold up. 'That's why I can trust you boss.' he said hailing Milord .............. Queen received a call from an unknown number but picked the call due to the kind of businesses she does. 'Who is this?' she asked slightly annoyed. 'This is junior, Queen' 'I told you not to just call me anytime or anyhow you wish, you......' she was still speaking with annoyance when Junior cut-in. 'Your son will be murder tonight but I bet if you're fast enough you should be able to save him.'

Vidhant took out the cellphone from his pocket and dialled a number. “Bring your lazy ass here. RB came to know that you are here,” Vidhant said to the caller on the other side while eying Alex and Raf. “How?” the caller exclaimed in a confused tone. “You idiot, the girl you met today is our Queen, RB’s mate,” Vidhant said, and the caller cursed under his breath. “Damn, if I knew that it was our Queen, I would never leave from there. Okay, no worries, I’ll come,” the caller said and disconnected the call.

Jerry squatted in front of me, rubbing my belly, “How can I find another woman? If having you is more than enough. I'm not the old Jerry, I really thank God to have a wife like you. A wife who can be everything and is so perfect. " My tears just dropped then, I quickly wiped my tears roughly. "Can I call you honey?" I said with teary eyes. "Yes, of course." END Thank you for reading, and following this story. Once again, thank you. Maybe a lot is still missing too. Thank you.

I still have the right to feel pain. "Okay, now, let's all welcome, Ms. Alyia Lyra Vega!" I heard a loud voice from a girl that I guess is my sign to come in. "Go." Irene said that made me walk inside with my wide smile. My wide fake smile. Cosmos' Point of View. "Your Majesty. The Queen is currently inside her room as of now, why did you call me?" A girl said that's in front of me now, bowed her head down.

He placed a hand on his chest and heaved a nervous sigh. “Don’t be scared, I got your back. Just trust me in this because this will be fun. I just need to play my cards right to get my desired outcome.” I gave him a convincing stare which he returned with a reluctant nod. “I’m the queen here, they fear me,” I joked, winking at him. “You sure are. Almost everyone is talking about you on the internet, just saying.” “Wait do you have an Instagram account?” I asked, raising my brows expectantly.

I asked him. He didn't reply. he just stretched his phone out to me. The school's student journal. EPISODE OF A VERY DESPERATE WHORE. A.K.A. WANNABE QUEENBEE Our Queenbee, Christabel Daniels was seen desperately begging our school's hunk, Jeff. Guess what she was begging for? Well, I'll tell you. She was outrightly begging to be fucked by him. The queen bee is a shame to all the girls in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. Christabel, Jeff is meant to be your best friend but you are willing to end your friendship with him, just because he refused to sleep with you. Slut!

“Are you sure that you want to go alone? I can talk to your mom,” I shook my head. “By the time I come back, she won’t be my mom. Anyway, I will deal with it on my own. If you are scared that something might happen to me, you can tell Elena to follow me or something. I don’t want you there when I talk to the Queen Bee.” My phone started ringing as I made my way out of the house. My brother. He never calls me but he has given me three missed calls already and was calling again.

Edward asked. A half-smile made its way onto her face. “So you knew who I was the whole time. Unfair, since I don’t even know your last name. But sure. Go ahead and call me Angel. Some of the girls at the toddler pageants called me that when I was little because they couldn’t pronounce my full name.” She closed her eyes and he found himself staring down at this unique girl who seemed to hate her life yet continued on with things as if to spite it. A beauty queen taking advantage of the system to become a doctor was an intriguing concept.

Her hand fumbled around beside the soft pillow until she finally answered it. Her vision was still blurry; she couldn’t make out the caller’s name. She spoke in a hoarse voice, and the moment the words left her lips, she was startled—traces of their lovemaking from two days ago had actually lingered in her voice. “…Hello?” There was a two-second silence on the other end of the line, as if the caller were taken aback, then a cynical voice rang out. “Miss Sarah, you really don’t take my—Adrian’s—reputation very seriously, do you?”

Derby added. She tried to act proper by being all respectful towards me due to my status, but she was finding it hard. “I know things are going to change between us my Queen, but is it okay if I call you Evolet whenever we’re alone? That’s after we… you know.” Her face turned red while trying to find the right words to use. Seeing how adorable she looked, I came out chortling, and said, embracing Derby tightly, “Please drop this creepy side, D. Queen or not, I’m still your friend. You don’t need my permission to call me Evolet. Nothing will change between us.”