여왕 소설 & 이야기

- Je veux être près de papa , c'est moi sa reine ! Je reste bloquée dans mon élan ! Auracio aussi , il affiche un sourire arrogant ! Et moi je n'aime pas ça ! Je réponds à Tara : - Non , c'est moi sa reine , tu es juste sa princesse ! - Papa.... n'est-ce pas moi ta reine ? - Oui Tara , c'est toi ma reine , l'unique et aussi ma princesse . - Non , je veux être ta reine , mais maman sera la princesse .

She was wearing something that reminded me of what the ancient Egyptian Female Pharaohs wore in the pictures of our history books from school; a headdress made of gold with stone accents, and a very revealing white dress with gold trimming. “Hello mistress. My name is Stephanie. I am here to take you to the King. He has requested your presence.” Her voice was soft and very friendly. It was almost alluring. “Can we trust her?” I asked Koa. “I say we don’t trust anybody. We already know there’s witches about and putting spells on shit or even us. Tread carefully sweetie.” Koa still on guard ready for an attack. “Let’s play a game then shall we?” I smirked at my thought and I’m pretty sure I sa

That cannot be possible; that is an abomination, the crowds spoke with disappointment. Before the king finished his speech, the maiden hurriedly left the palace crying; before anybody noticed, altea also angrily departed the palace, carrying her luggage and heading home. The king went on, 'Well' my son, the prince declined her and selected Naomi, therefore Naomi, may you walk forward? All eyes were hesitantly waiting to know who the strange woman was. Everyone waited and watched. Kohl's heart was about to explode. "Oh no, she can't do this to me," he told himself. The monarch ordered that Naomi walk forward. She raised her head, her height was above 6 feet, plump and gorgeous, her lips were

, I whispered to him. "Okay", he whispered back. "What do you want from me?" I asked the girl in front of me. What's her name again? Kristine? Kaisha? Kimberly? "Ugh, what is your name?" I yelled out loud in frustration when I got tired of trying to remember her damn name. "My name is Kimberly Brent sweetie and I'm the queen of the school", she said looking so proud of herself. I snorted. "I don't care who or what you are in this school. Just spill the crap you came to say and leave me alone."