Concubine Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kiara hears the clinking of a glass and the voices fall silent, a man begins to speak, talking about the conquest of the Emperor and all the great things he had achieved on his campaign, he listed them out, earning cheers from the crowd, finally he came to the conquest of Cassia and Dion. “…now the Emperor has brought back the greatest conquest of all, a beautiful maiden. I present to you, The Emperor and his wife.” Kiara hears the thunderous applause given by the inhabitants of the room. She expects them to go through the curtains but the Emperor is yet to move. Did he forget that the applause was their cue? The applause begins to die down, only then did he part the curtain and enter the th

"I already have a Luna according to his wish. Can any of you guess who she is?" "How are we supposed to guess when we don't see you with any female?" someone from the crowd remarked, and a smile curved my lips. Inhaling, I questioned, "Are my concubines a joke to all of you?" The building filled with murmurs once again. Meanwhile, I cast a glance back and spotted the three ladies behind me: Isabella, my concubine number 99; Amy, my concubine number 98; and then there was Francesca, concubine number 100. They all wore a shocked expression, anticipating me to reveal the news.

The fifth concubine came here to be a lobbyist. When she saw Laura entering the door, she immediately greeted her affectionately, "Laura, come quickly, come and persuade your aunt." The concubine's concubine just gave birth last night, and she is still a pair of twin sons.

“The only thing wrong with this is, I’m treated like some untouchable asset because either way, I belong to Kain. Maybe that’s one of the reasons Ivan doesn’t notice me.” I understand what she means perfectly. Being a concubine here was like being a pretty bird locked in a golden cage. Freedom is inaccessible, and no chance for feeling things like love or finding a mate. Even if she did make the same mistake and fall for Kain, he’d never truly be able to treat her well and she’d be thrown into battle with Yvonne for who gets his attention and praise. None of those have a happy ending for her. My heart reaches out to her as a fellow trapped bird.

Her tongue felt tied, she cannot retort at all because it was all true, She dared to scheme against Kana and was lucky that she wasn't punished like them. The Concubines accepted the news wholeheartedly, they were the women who was forced to lived inside the lonely Palace, a beautifully decorated cage with precious stones of loneliness, fights and schemes. Thus, that settled it, they will arranged their belongings, whatever the Empire has given to them as concubines like gifts, clothes, jewelries and the likes they can keep it to themselves as a startup of their new life. All they have to do is to wait for the Mama to check their purity, get their certification and marry the man they love.

Memories of that night were hazy. How long now? –One year! She had been his concubine for that long. She couldn't bring herself to tell him she had fallen in love with him, that wasn't the agreement. Days after they met in the club, she begged to know why he hadn't taken advantage of her that night and he had told her he preferred his women pliant and willing and that he wanted something casual. Kira had agreed, either way, the man was too beautiful to resist. She never in a million years thought she'd be a man's concubine but she was desperate to have him any which way.

The way his eyes had held mine in the throne room, controlled, unreadable, yet something stirred behind them. Something that made my heart beat faster no matter how much I tried to deny it. I want him. God help me, I do. But wanting him comes with a title I never asked for. Concubine. The word slices through me, sharp and humiliating. Like I’ve been reduced to a footnote in his life… a secret he’s forced to acknowledge. How can one man make me feel claimed and invisible at the same time? I run my hand over my stomach, his child sleeping beneath my skin, and breathe out slowly.

Especially the part where they had the king assassinated. "Enough, boys, I think it's time to start our business, don't you agree?" Her brown skin glowed beneath the low-hanging chandelier. Her red dress sparkled as she moved. All and all, I understood that she had become a concubine for the second time around. Not that Farren was any less beautiful. On the contrary, my mate was the most beautiful woman of all. Fuck. The weed was still fucking with my mind. "You invited her to join?" Tristan seethed. Glared at his father. Dominique shrugged.

She thought that Shaina and Clara could be Maxwell's concubines. That was an interesting thought for her. Maybe that's how she should look at it. The wife has priority and a legal relationship, while the concubines serve the husband. Well, she thought, service is not the right word. They would provide solace and comfort. But then, maybe that is all a bunch of shit. She didn't know for sure, but she did know that she was very happy with the way things have turned out so far. Breakfast was almost ready. She set the pans off the burners, and walked back to the bedroom to see if they were done yet.

Decreash imperial Palace The muffled moans of Jazell in her chamber were the only noise breaking the silence. Buried between her legs was a concubine, who was servicing her passions, making her head spin with ecstasy. "Ugh, huh! Jazell pressed both lips together as she pushed her ass towards the face of the concubine, spreading her legs and giving her more access. Her hands clenched the sheets as her mouth hung open, her chest heaving from