Novels by Mercy ND🌈

Lady Rory Williams slipped into a red suede gown, looking drop-dead gorgeous. Her ethereal beauty was shining ever so brightly, one can say even more than the sun. Today, she was a woman on a mission.....It was the second time she’d be visiting the palace walls as a royal delegate who had every right to be there. The first time, she’d only been introduced to the court as a new member. But this time, the royal seal would be holding a luncheon party to welcome her officially into the noble service.It wasn’t a necessary occasion to be held for newcomers of the court but, her uncle Damien had pulled some strings on her behalf as expected, making sure his “precious” niece got the best treatment.It wasn’t just an ordinary welcome party for Rory though. It was a great opportunity to execute her plans. Hopefully, her heartthrob, King Shawn, would be in attendance. It was his palace, after all, and it was mandatory that he attend or at least show face to every royal event held at the palace

Catherine was well aware of the strict royal system in Australia. The expectations placed upon nobles were too extreme, and any misstep could result in public ridicule and embarrassment. She couldn't help but imagine the whispers and laughter that would ensue if word got out about her day-long nap. It was going to be a big deal, and the media would eat it up. The thought of becoming a laughingstock in the kingdom made her stomach churn with anxiety. ‘Oh, my God. I’m fucked!’ There were a lot of eyes and ears in the palace, and if this gets out, she could as well step down as the King’s Fiancée. As a journalist and former newspaper editor, Catherine could already imagine the thousands of humiliating front-page headlines. “Lady Catherine Is Lazy And unfit to rule!” “Does Australia Needs A Lazy queen?” “The Jones Girl Is A Downgrade For A Queen.” “The Royal Sleep Scandal: Lady Catherine's Day-Long Nap Raises Eyebrows in the Kingdom! “The Future Queen Who Snoozed!” “Sleeping B

After watching her for quite some time, Shawn's hands moved with a delicate touch, helping her remove her clothes, shoes, and jewelry till she was left with just her inner, comfy wear. He let out a frustrating sigh as he gazed at Catherine's delicate figure, peacefully asleep. The way her body curved and the gentle rise and fall of her chest immediately stirred a desire within him that he couldn't ignore.The softness of her skin and the way her hair cascaded over her shoulders all added to her allure. Shawn's heart raced, his mind filled with a mixture of longing and desire. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her, his gaze tracing the contours of her body. Catherine’s absence during the past week had left a void in Shawn’s heart, and he had missed her presence more than he could have ever imagined. “She's like a dream, a fantasy come to life.”Her body was so soft and inviting that he couldn’t help but have dirty thoughts. But as much as he was captivated by Catherine's beauty,

Catherine couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion as King Shawn's thumb continued to caress her cheek. She felt herself leaning into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment.She wanted to back away but couldn't find the will to. This man had a way of making her weak in the knees. She was unable to think straight.She had been extra anxious and apprehensive ever since she stepped into the grand palace, waiting for the worst to happen. All her thoughts were that he would end their relationship and maybe tell her he was getting back with his gorgeous blondie Ex.But now, the man said that he missed her. She didn't know what and how to reply to that at all. The fact that his fingers were also gently caressing her face while he stared deeply and lovingly into her eyes was also something she wasn’t expecting.“What's wrong?”“Uh?” Catherine asked with a puzzled expression on her face.“Your face… Are you sick?”“What's wrong with my face, Your Majesty?”“It’s extra flushe

“OMG, Bestie, go online asap! Check what’s trending at No. 1,” Steven cried out hysterically as soon as he walked into Catherine’s bedroom at the Jones Mansion.Catherine, sprawling on her elegantly adorned bed with her long brown hair cascading like a river of silk, raised an eyebrow at his urgency. She was used to her best friend's dramatic entrances, but this one seemed particularly intense.Even her pet, Zowie, who had been lazily lounging on her lap, jerked up at Steven's frantic entrance. His screams made her scared as she darted under the bed with a startled “meow.”"Steve, keep it down. Look how you scared Zowie away. What has got you so worked up?" Catherine inquired, setting aside her favorite Colleen Hoover book.Steven, with his phone, clutched tightly in his hand, was practically vibrating with anxiety.“Just go online, Babes. Hurry!”“Okay, Okay. I've heard you.” Catherine reached for her phone and quickly navigated to the top trending news online.Her eyes immediately w

The Royal Palace, Sydney.An incredibly gorgeous blond with emerald green eyes alighted from an exquisite car in front of the castle’s grand halls. Her tight-fitted white body suit hugged her hourglass figure perfectly. The bright smile radiating from her face made her look like a beauty goddess sent from above as she posed for the paparazzi stationed at the entrance.“God, I'm so nervous to see my Shawny. I feel like it's been ages already,” Rory muttered to herself as she followed the palace guards who led her through the enormous gardens and walkway.Memories of the last time she visited the palace flooded her mind. It was a painful experience she wished to forget – one that left her broken within. She had gone on her knees, cried bitterly, and begged him to give her another chance to prove her love.The chance to be his wife and rightful queen!Rory had been so hopeful and trusted in the love they shared in the past. She thought it was about time they rekindled those lovely feelin

“What I’m doing here is none of your business, Woods.” She replied.And that was all the proof Edwin thought he needed.He guessed she was here with that gentleman from the Silverstone Gala. It had to be it and once again, hearing it from her mouth would shatter every stupid, desperate hope he’d been harboring in his chest.“You're probably here with your boyfriend, ain't you?”Lilian’s eyes flashed with something dangerous. “What boyfriend?”For some reason, she hasn't dated anyone since she graduated from the four walls of high school.“Don’t play dumb, Miss Powell. I saw you at the Silverstone Gala with him.”“Ohh!” She gasped as the realization of where he was driving at sank in.“Yes.” Edwin took a step closer, his voice dropping lower. “The one you were laughing and dancing with. All night long!”For just a second, a tiny, microscopic fraction of a moment, something dark flickered in Edwin’s eyes. Something possessive. Something that looked almost… obsessive. Like he wanted to l

As Edwin jogged forward, he felt it… butterflies, actual, ridiculous, teenager-at-prom butterflies slamming around in his stomach like they were trying to escape.Like fireworks on New Year’s Eve!“What the hell is wrong with me?” He thought.But he couldn’t look away. Neither could she.Several women glanced his way, whispering animatedly behind their hands, but he barely noticed. The noise of Bullock Speedways seemed to fade into the background. The revving engines, the shouting, the music, all of it became white noise compared to the sight of this woman.He froze again, unable to move as they were now only a few feet apart.Around them, there seemed to be a pause. People were staring now, whispers spreading like wildfire through the crowd. “Isn’t that Edwin Woods?”“Who’s the girl?”“Look at the way they’re staring at each other…”Edwin Woods, the untouchable playboy, frozen in place by a woman’s gaze?They could hardly believe it as he was a regular figure there, and they’d ne

Sebastian didn’t do small gifts. He did grand, over-the-top, make-you-cry gestures. But this box was tiny.“Open it,” he said, voice rough.Kourtney obeyed, lifting the lid. Inside lay a watch, simple, silver band, white face, no diamonds, no sparkle. Just clean lines. It looked like something she’d pick herself.“It’s got a tracker. GPS, heartbeat monitor, panic button. If anyone so much as breathes on you wrong, I’ll know. And I’ll be there before they blink,” the man said, half-bragging.“Sebastian Woods,” she playfully pouted her lips, “you absolute caveman. You want to track me like I’m a lost puppy?”“Damn right,” he growled, pulling her into his lap.Kourtney’s fingers hovered over the watch. “Hubby, it’s… normal. Like something I’d actually wear without blinding people from space.”He laughed, the sound rumbling in his chest. “Exactly. You’d toss anything shiny into the ocean and call it ‘tacky.’ I pay attention, princess.”He lifted it out, the metal cool against her wrist as

Kathlyn’s knees wobbled, and she felt the weight of her desperation pressing down on her. She couldn’t go back to Grandma empty-handed. Not when the old woman’s threats still echoed in her ears. Her pride screamed at her to stand tall, to walk out with her head high, but her fear was louder. She needed Kourtney’s mercy, even if it meant humiliating herself.“Kourtney, wait!” she called, her tone frantic. She stumbled forward, her hands outstretched. “I’ll do anything. I’ll kneel, I’ll crawl, please, just let me stay!”Kourtney froze on the staircase, one hand gripping the polished banister. She turned slowly, her emerald eyes narrowing as she looked down at Kathlyn. The disgust on her face was like a slap, sharp and stinging. “Kneel?” she repeated, her voice low and dangerous. “You think groveling like some lizard is going to change anything?Kathlyn’s face burned, her cheeks flushing with shame and fury. She wanted to scream!!!Instead, she sank to her knees, the cold marble biting

Kathlyn flinched, her thin shoulders hunching. “Kourt… Sister, can we talk?” Her voice was a shaky whisper, and oh, nothing like the confident sneer Kourtney remembered. She sounded… desperate.“I don’t want to hear it.”Kathlyn’s eyes darted to the floor, her fingers twisting together. “I know you don’t want to see me,” she said, her voice barely audible. “But can you at least spare me a moment? Please?”Kourtney’s jaw almost dropped. “Please?” Kathlyn didn’t say please. Kathlyn demanded, manipulated, and took. This strange humility, this trembling vulnerability, it was all wrong. Kourtney’s first instinct was to scoff. “She’s faking it,” she thought. “She’s always faking it.”“Just tell me whatever Mom, Dad, and Grandma sent you to say,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I don’t have all day.” Her voice was cold, but inside, her heart was a mess. Part of her wanted to scream, to demand why Kathlyn thought she could just waltz into her home, the home she shared with her husband. An

Sebastian’s laugh was deep, wicked, and he crossed the room in barely two strides pulling her against him. His hands cupped one of her ass cheeks, squeezing hard as he kissed her, his tongue claiming her mouth with the same intensity he’d fucked her last night. She moaned, her pussy already wet, her body arching into his, betraying how much she wanted him to fuck her again.“Careful, baby,” he murmured against her lips. “Keep talking like that, and we won’t leave this bedroom today.”She giggled, pushing against his chest playfully. “Go finish your work, Mr. Woods. I’ve got packing to do, and we’ve got a whole week to play.”He growled, stealing one more kiss before reluctantly pulling away. “You’re lucky I’ve got a business call in ten minutes,” he said, his eyes promising all kinds of filthy things. “But tonight, you’re mine again.”Kourtney shivered, watching him stroll back to his study, his sweatpants doing nothing to hide the hard outline of his cock. She was his tonight and e