The Killer Queen is Coming Home

The Killer Queen is Coming Home

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Mar 9, 2025
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Mystery
I plan to publish a new chapter every Sunday. Some scars never fade. Some nightmares never end. In a town where secrets lurk beneath the surface and whispers shape reputations, one girl moves unseen, listening, learning, waiting. By day, she is just another student, slipping through the halls unnoticed. By night, she walks the streets, haunted by a past she can't escape and a future she's already written in blood. When names from her past resurfaces, old wounds split open, and the line between justice and revenge begins to blur. With every step, every careful move, she edges closer to the truth-and closer to the darkness that has been following her all along. But in a world where everyone wears a mask, she's not the only one keeping secrets. And as the pieces fall into place, one question remains: Who is really in control?
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Currently rewriting it so this is the first draft! ꧁꧂ Novaly always loved her calm life. Two lovely parents, a best friend, a passion for soccer, a nice house: she had everything. Until it all came to a crash when her parents died in a fire that burnt down her house. Now, by the end of her 17th year, she is an orphan, counting only on her friends to heal her unexpected bruises. Her friends wished she had a boyfriend, but never she interested herself in having one. It's true, she is a pretty girl. But not pretty enough to have every boy around her like other girls from school. But when her path crosses Ander's, her definition of loving changes. He is rude, a bit of a poetic psycho, sometimes so mysterious she wonders if she really knew him, If he isn't just the fruit of her imagination. But curiously, even after pushing him off every time, they always seem to find their way back to each other. Could this really be love? Or just adrenaline screaming through both of their bodies? Ander seems to know some kind of secret about Novaly, something that could change the way she sees him forever. But will he be bold enough to tell her? Even at the risk of losing her forever? What if this secret he's keeping was the only thing tying both their lives together? ꧁꧂ 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚗! 𝚅𝚘𝚝𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎!

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