Kneel For Me: The Immortal Queen's Shadow

Chapter 4

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of the ruined camera smoldering on the floor. The s

ne of cold assessment. She looked at him

ere weak, his heart still racing. He stared at her

she took a step closer. She didn't raise

d over his shoulders, pushing him down. It felt like a physical hand

efusing to expand. It was like being submerged a thousand feet

onto the floor with a sickening thud. This time, it

er voice cutting through the silence like a bla

ried to fight it, tried to push back against the invisible weig

ld fingers touched his ch

It wasn't physical pain; it was something deeper.

sgust on her face shifted into

s barely a flicker. It was a dying ember in a vast, dark void. And worse-much worse-she could see

e had been burned. The crushing pre

his vision blurring. He thoug

gital world, the stor

ra had made it to the live feed before the explosion.

ith glowing golden eyes, her hand on a kneeling

steryGirl began to

a frenzy of specul

a movi

g? That's authenti

face! He loo

hat weirdo finally found

e. Or PUA'd. That's an abusive re

l awakening was buried under the modern assumption of toxic r

ands. His phone was ringing off the hook. Every major news outlet, every gossip blo

, Cecil finally rel

ked in sweat. He curled into a fetal positi

rait, her footsteps silent on the wooden floor. She knelt beside

he Marshalls," she murmured to her

embling wreck of a man on the floor. The disgust was sti

tervene. She

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Kneel For Me: The Immortal Queen's Shadow

Alma Fantasy

“I was an arrogant, canceled reality TV star, trying to salvage my ruined reputation on a live broadcast. But after I lost my temper and assaulted a cameraman, my furious grandfather chased me into our family's forbidden gallery, where I accidentally crashed into an ancient, sealed portrait. The canvas shattered, and a terrifying woman with glowing golden eyes stepped out of the wall. She was Cecil, the First Matriarch of the Marshall family. She caught a lightning bolt with her bare hands and crushed me to my knees with an invisible, suffocating pressure. My grandfather, instead of saving me, groveled on the floor and abandoned me to her mercy. "You are the disgrace that will end this family." She hijacked my entire life, forcing me to act as her submissive baggage handler on my own survival reality show, broadcasting my humiliation to millions. I didn't understand why this ancient monster was tormenting me. Why did she strip away my pride, treat me like a broken tool, and force me to endure the mockery of the very ex-girlfriend who had ruined my life? But when those same cast members tried to corner me in the dark woods, Cecil stepped in front of me, her eyes locking onto the silver ring of the man mocking me. "To catch the wolf, one must sometimes walk with the sheep." That was when I realized she wasn't here to destroy me-she was here to hunt the parasites who had been secretly siphoning away my life force.”