Novels by Queen

ONE AND HALF YEARS LATER. I glanced over at the clock on the wall. It was almost ten and Ivan would arrive any second. I don't know who I am gonna break the news to and how he is going to react. I pinched my eyes shut as I suddenly felt light-headed and a swell of motion sickness hit me. I immediately jumped up and bolted to the washroom before locking it. I immediately knelt down and threw my dinner into the toilet. I flushed the toilet before getting up and walked towards the washbasin to brush my teeth and splashed some water on my face. I couldn't help but stare at my reflection. I looked normal despite the fact I always feel drained these days. For the past few days, I have been vomiting frequently and I get drained really quickly. Soon I realized I had missed my periods. It didn't take me much to realize what had happened to me. So, I called Rosie my doctor for confirmation. She came and collected my blood this morning a

Two days had passed since my conversation with Ivan. Two days since, I am living in the guilt of taking two lives. I don't understand how Ivan can forgive me, especially after what I did to his unborn child. James, on the other hand, wants me to get a file from Ivan's office. Yes, that is what was written in the message. I was supposed to steal the file and James will come to pick me up on Saturday at noon, which will happen tomorrow. I am petrified. Anything could go wrong. Even though Ivan keeps assuring me everything is going to be okay, I can't seem to relax. But what choice do I have? I had to take the risk either way. "Isabella?" The mention of my name took me out of the trance. My head snaps towards the voice only to find Mary looking at me with her brows furrowed. I forgot to mention it. Mary had returned early in the morning. I was really happy to see her back. At least I'll not be alone now. "Bella?" She called me out

"I want to surrender," I said, looking straight through Ivan's eyes. It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "What the fuck are you talking about?" Dean snapped, obviously not liking whatever I said. I flicked my head towards Dean, who seemed like he wanted to snap my head. But for some reason it didn't scare me like it used to, I felt nothing. I was just numb. "I said I'll surrender," I repeated, emphasizing each and every word. "You will do no such thing," he growled demandingly. "I'm not changing my mind," My voice came out surprisingly strong. Dean needs to know I'm not changing my mind. "But-" Dean was about to say sometime but Ivan cut him off. "Dean, let me handle her," Ivan's tone was too calm for my liking. Even though he didn't look angry, my heart started racing and my palms started to sweat. Something "So you are going to surrender?" "Y-Yes," The word came out of my lips as a hush, but that

"Who is Jasmin?" I said softly, afraid I would anger him. Even though I was frustrated, I still know my limitations. But, as expected, he didn't say anything. He only gawked at me. I was getting apprehensive as time passed by. And the way he was gawking at me wasn't helping at all. It's been months since I've been living with this man, but I don't think I will ever get used to his stares. "Why are you all quiet? Tell me who Jasmin is," I repeated when I didn't get any answer. I know I was supposed to keep it a secret, but now it's done. I can only hope whatever James claimed is wrong, otherwise we will all be in great trouble. "Little bird, listen," David began, but I immediately cut him off. "No, I don't want excuses. All I want is an answer, plain and simple," I replied honestly. I didn't even care about my tone. I was sick and tired of people keeping me in the dark. I just wanted my answer and nothing else. "But Ang-" Dean st

It's only been a couple of days since Ivan murdered Peter and I've noticed how Ivan didn't feel the slightest repentance. It made me debate with myself. Is Ivan the right person for me? I tried to get the conversation going about it, but every time I talk about it, Ivan either ignores me or shuts me up. I don't know why he hides things from me. I know there is no justification for killing someone, nothing that can justify it, but I still want Ivan to tell me anything or even make any excuse for what he did. Peter wasn't exactly an honorable man, and it didn't take much to figure it out. I still remember how he was staring at me despite being a married man. The memories themselves make me grimace in disgust. But no one deserves to perish and no one has the right to take away someone's existence. A cold chill ran through my body as Ivan brutally ended his life. Peter's cry of agony still rings through my ear. I rubbed my now throbbing head. I hav

Days were going on, another few days had passed by and things were the same except the fact men have been uptight most of the time. They are hardly present at the house. Most of the days they come home after I have fallen asleep and they are gone before I wake up. I didn't know what they were doing because they were so busy. I wanted to ask him but for some reason, I felt like Ivan wouldn't appreciate my interference or interrogation. In those two months of living with Ivan, I had realized he was a very private person. Ivan had informed me in the morning that some people were coming over tonight for dinner and he had asked me if I could cook for them. Yes, he didn't order me. He asked if he was okay with ordering the food from outside. But I assured him I could cook for them. But the only problem was there weren't any groceries left to do the cooking. He said he would send someone with it and here I'm still waiting for the groceries. It

As soon as Lucas was out of my sight I swiveled around directing my gaze towards Kandel who was now struggling to get herself in her feet.I instantly rushed to her side and draped my arm around her shoulder supporting her battered and weak body. Her swollen and red eyes flickered upon me at the contact."Let me help you," I said with a forced smile on my face.She stared at me before passing a forced smile of her own. Once I helped her on her feet and led her towards the bed. Before we could reach there her ankle twisted. She almost tripped down but thankfully my reflex kicked in and my hold tightened."Careful," I softly utter."I'm sorry," she croaked out.I threw a small smile wordlessly reassuring her everything was okay before laying her in the middle of the bed. I looked at the bedside table but found the jar empty."I'll go get some water for you" Saying I bend down do grab the handle of the empty jar. My movements were restrained as a hand latched mine.Drawing my eyes toward

I absolutely hate being in his presence and here I'm kissing him. It took everything in me not to jerk away from him. Somehow, I managed to gather courage to touch my lips with his but I froze after that. Our lips were touching each other but were completely immobilized as if .I am not even exaggerating, this has to be the most awkward thing I have ever experienced in my entire life.The absence of emotions from Elijah had self-doubt creeping in once again. How did I even think I would be able to seduce him? I know I look much better than what I used to a few years back, but am I attractive? I don't think so.Feeling absolutely hopeless, I decide to drop this seduction act. It's not working anyway. I just hope I am not in trouble. This was such a bad idea in many ways. I wanted to slap myself for being so stupid.Right when I was about to retract a step back. He snaked his buff arms around my hip and jerked me forward, making me collide with his toned body. A yelp escaped me, taken a

My eyes clouded, blurring my vision as a wave of dizziness hit me.Not again....I internally huff in vexation.My stomach felt upset and a wave of nausea came over me.I wanted to pull my hair in frustration. As if my life didn't have enough problems, now I am sick too and it's been a week and there is no sign of any improvement. Instead, it's getting worse with each passing day. I am struggling to find happiness in my life. God I am being too dramatic these days. Yes, my life is a mess, but I don't have to replay misfortune when something happens.I was just thinking when someone entered the kitchen. Upon looking behind, I found one person. I had almost forgotten the whole existence of the person.Andrea.Her eyes instantly locked with mine. She seemed satisfied to see the shock in my eyes. Lowering my head, I tried to concentrate on the boiling pork meat which I was craving so badly. Even though I don't work as a maid anymore. I cook something for myself."My my I see you are still

"Relax babe she didn't mean it. I am sure she was scared," Kendal made up trying to control the situation."No, I meant each and everything, trust me," The words fell out of my mouth in a confident tone. I don't know where I was getting the courage from, but I was proud of myself even knowing my action could be lethal.Kandel's eyes enlarged for a split second before narrowing, seemingly pleading me to shut up and let her speak. I appreciated her concern for me, but I wasn't in a mood to back down. At this point, I didn't even care that I was crossing my line. I was sick and tried of people treating me like dirt and using me as their wish.My remark was followed by Luca's humorless laugh, but for a moment before he grew serious once again. "See this bitch. I'll strip out all her attitude today,""Lucas, relax please," Kandel pleaded. She sounded close to crying."I would like to see you try," I threw back. I knew I was acting stupid, but like I mentioned, I didn't care anymore.Having

Drawing a frustrated sigh out of me, I snuggled into the comforter. It was already two in the morning and I was feeling restless. For the past five hours I have been trying and twisting, deriving no sleep. Despite the tiredness I feel, I can't sleep at night.Facing up towards the ceiling, I began thinking about my life. My life has drastically changed in a matter of a few months. Not even in my worst nightmare did I imagine I would be stuck in such a surreal situation. I somehow have to survive in this dark world and I have no idea how long I'll manage to survive.After several minutes, the sudden sound of the door creaking open had my neck twisted on its own to the direction of the door. My eyebrows drew together in confusion. How could it be sneaking inside at this time?My ear picked up an unsteady footstep entering the room. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw was a figure. The room was pitch dark, which made it impossible for me to identify the person. From the blurry bulky frame

I looked up at her. Worry lines formed on her forehead, making her gorgeous face look a bit more mature than she normally does. No matter how much her habit of constantly wanting to know my business irritates me. I have to admit this girl is an epitome of beauty and kindness. They fact she bothered to ask say what a kind soul she is."I fell?" My tone was unsure as I came up with a ridiculous excuse which screamed a lie to my own ears and on top of that, it didn't even come as a statement but rather a question."You fell?" Disbelief evident in her tone and face, suggesting she'd caught me out in some misdemeanor.Involuntarily, my eyes went to Elijah. Surprisingly, his gaze was already on me. No concern or regard, no ounce of empathy. As if nothing had happened and he had done nothing wrong. Suppressing the urge to punch him, I turned back to Kendal.God, I am so done with being interrogated every time."Yes, I fell," I answered with a short, awkward laugh.My reaction had her frown d