An Unseemly Lady Novels & Stories

Before he could hold onto the door knob, the door was pushed open revealing the unfamiliar features of a lady with dark brown hair. She was beautifully dressed, she wore a gold sequenced gown which had a thigh high slit and her feets wore an expensive heel to match the dress. Her make up was light but it still brought out her beauty with a sunshade sitting at the bridge of her nose. This lady was extremely beautiful and classy from what I could see. Braden's jaw dropped after seeing who had walked into the house. He scorned and clenched his fists in fury. Who is this lady and why does Braden seem so angry and surprised to see her?

"Oh, please, Mr. Lowe. We're not fools. Look at her. She dresses worse than the cleaning staff." She folded her arms and added, "She practically screams broke. You expect us to believe she's the CEO's sister? You definitely made that up to protect her." Dylan immediately looked relieved. Then, he gave me a once-over full of contempt. "She didn't even know proper etiquette the last time I took her to a fine dining restaurant." He scoffed. "How could she be this embarrassing if she were actually rich?" Pain stabbed straight through my chest. I had dressed simply on purpose.

The Kaelaris family is the wealthiest and most powerful in New York. If old Mr. Norefax were to learn that the engagement had been ruined by his own son, it might very well shorten his lifespan. At the thought, my mood improved slightly. I no longer had any interest in wasting time with these people and turned to leave. But Lily refused to let it go. Emboldened by having someone backing her, she stepped forward again and blocked my path. “Bitch, don’t think you can run! You stole my wine and tripped me—I haven’t settled the score with you yet!”

Immediately tranquillity was restored inside the orb, a strange wind began to blow as the goddess began to inhale deeply, as if she was expecting something to happen. Suddenly, in the middle of the well-arranged rows and columns of chairs, the wind stopped, the moment a ‘young lady’ appeared and sat on the same chair Timmy’s invisible double sat on during the meeting. She sat with her legs crossed, and possessed an angry countenance while looking in the direction of the goddess of prosperity. Her present countenance did little to impair her beauty, as it could be rightly said that she was more beautiful than her Utmost Prosperity. Although this strange lady was slightly taller, she seemed to

the lady unbottons two at the top of her shirt, revealing more of her pink neon bra. Shyra stood in disbelief, "Excuse me, I'm standing here" she spat at the lady in the counter and glared daggers at her. "Shyra, what is with you? She's just being funny, god-" Shane retrieves the card from the lady and whispered out an apology to her. The lady smirked at Shyra, "It's fine, sir. Must be a handful handling a

She was now helping the guy clean up the coffee he had spilled on himself. “I will be back in a minute,” Lady said, leaving for the men’s room. “The two of them strike me as an odd couple,” Holly said. “When was the last time I saw a pretty looking girl like that hang out with an ordinary guy like that.” She looked at April G, anticipating a reply but she got none. “Never mind then!” she murmured.

I wanted to share and answer a few of the questions I’ve been asked by readers who have personally shared their feedback with me about The Lady and the Scoundrel. Is Charlotte Astor a flawed protagonist? Why did you choose this for her? The short answer is yes: Charlotte makes mistakes. A flawed protagonist refers to a lead that doesn’t have all the good qualities expected from a hero, which also doesn’t mean that they’re not good people. I chose to make Charlotte flawed because I wanted to take a different route to create her.

With her wedding approaching, she became the center of attention. Whenever people spoke about me now, they simply shook their heads. “Lady Leanora… What a waste of her title as the Royal City’s finest noble lady.” “Exactly. She’s beautiful, elegant, educated, and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, with a sister like that beside her, what can she offer?” One day, Rosalind cornered me in the study and pressed her hand down on my brush.

*** “Harper, have you not taught about basic etiquette?! What a lowly woman would it be if not fed enough with grace and manner! Stop playing with the boys!” “Mother, I told you hundred of times we are not playing! We are educating ourselves!” Said the little lady in dress, its hem filled with dirt and mud. She sat on the chair recklessly and started scratching her cheek, only to find out that her nails were already dirted with all the mud she and her friends dug just in the morning to find some rare insects again. “Goodness! What man will ever be sane to wed such a lady?! Harper, you will be the death of me!”

She rolled her eyes, and I instantly kept quiet. To think I came filled with anger, and now I was wondering how she was… unusual. “So, there's a mysterious lady that is of noble background, but no one knows who she is exactly, and they don't address her in a special way, but her name is Estelle.” Hyacinth said. “And Estelle likes to tease her, and make her… long story short, they're fucking.” Hyacinth revealed. “And that felt like it actually happened.” “I see why you would say that, but it proves nothing.” I said, hoping I was right.