Crossbreed Priscilla Novels & Stories

She then replied in a determined manner, "Actually, Holls isn't my biological daughter." There wasn't any ounce of surprise on Bryce's face. He replied softly, "I had a pretty good guess judging by your reaction back when Lucas went to blackmail you a few months ago. Did you find Holly, was she entrusted to you by a friend, or did you buy her off?" Priscilla replied with her hands clenched, "I found her." Bryce's expression remained unchanged. "Where did you find her?" Priscilla replied, "In front of the flower bed outside of the obstetrics and gynecology outpatient building of the hospital. I had been infertile despite various treatments, and my marriage was unfortunate. It was a coincidenc

The one that said they would climb those trees if given a chance. And of course my guys were eating it up. I had never seen such large men preen before. But they both grinned at our sudden audience, slightly flexing their abundance of muscles. Ridiculous. "Don't mind Reva, she's a seer." A soft voice interrupted my amusement. I turned. The woman smiled at me. "I'm Priscilla. We are the new recruit class. You're our first Bride." "So how does an Alpha and Beta just leave their pack unattended?" Another voice piped up.

I tried to suck in a breath but nearly choked on it. The courses arrived in perfect rhythm, servants gliding like shadows. I copied Madam Rachels every lesson: which fork to lift, how to sip without slurping, how to nod politely when spoken to. For a heartbeat, I thought maybe—just maybe—I could survive this. Then Princess Lucia’s voice floated across the table as she sat beside her husband, Prince Kyle. “It’s remarkable,” she said sweetly. “How quickly strays can learn tricks. Almost as if they belong.”

Tread her carefully. Frederick smirked, understanding Priscilla's identity without explanation. However, Melissa's words surprised him and answered his confusion. It turned out Priscilla's company was taken over by Timbergale Corporation after being bankrupted by Sirius. Fate had brought them together again, proving the saying that enemies always crossed paths. Priscilla approached Frederick with a cold demeanor. "Frederick, did you hit Grace?" Frederick nodded lightly and said calmly, "Yes, I did. People like her deserve a good beating."

Sophie's Point of View Don Lucas spoke for him. “She kneeled outside my study for an entire night, saying she had found a man worthy of trust. A loyal man willing to give everything for the family.” Low murmurs spread through the hall. Everyone knew Don Lucas had granted a brave soldato a good marriage. However, this was the first time anyone learned that the mysterious bride had been the missing principessa. “Now, let my daughter personally tell you what you’ve done.”

Adelaide's lips twitched—had Priscilla sought her advice, the outcome might have been chaotic. Emboldened by the wine, Priscilla opened her eyes and glanced at Adelaide. "I have no regrets now, except for one thing——I long for you to give me a grandchild soon, so I can relish the joy of spending time with my descendants, just like Hera does." Adelaide replied with a smile, "Well, if I can't have children, how about finding two breeders for Lance?" "Th-that would be per……" Priscilla began excitedly, but upon seeing her son standing in the doorway—his towering frame casting a beast-like shadow on the wall—she froze mid-sentence.

This time, I would not repeat the same fate. I walked straight to the wheel and tore off the slip marked with my letter–A. The room fell silent in shock. "Is she insane?" "That's one less competitor–our chances just improved!" "But the young master clearly favors someone else. Marrying into that… do you think it'll end well?" The thirty-five other women on the wheel were whispering to each other. The other girls whispered among themselves. I did not care. I calmly tore the slip in my hand to pieces and dropped it into the trash.

I stayed behind and listened to them as they schemed to beat Adam up during a party that a former senior was throwing this night. “I asked her to invite him. You know how Priscilla can be when it comes to pleasing people.” He sneered. Priscilla was the only daughter of one of Lily town's richest men, who was a friend of Vance's father. Her father was a real estate mogul, while her mother was a serial cheat who slept with men regardless of their age. Last I heard, she had gone to college. “I still don't see what they see in the fool.” Bobby scratched the top of his cropped black hair.

He frowned hard and said, "Look, Prissy! We're on the verge of dying, and that leech is still playing the hero by pretending to be a Divine Beast. You're his wife, and he doesn't even look the least bit concerned about you!" Priscilla's furious voice filled the air as she hollered at me, "Stop playing the fool, Kael Vaxenroth, and go fetch Dad to save my life immediately!" I chuckled. "Surely you don't think the Snake clan will still acknowledge you as their young mistress after you stole the Sacred Heart, do you?" They were fuming just like all other beastmen and wanted her dead more than anyone else! However, Priscilla didn't have an ounce of self-awareness in her. "How could they possibly

“Mr. Wolf, what you’re talking about? I would like to make thousands of apologies to you. How could I come to laugh at you? Priscila knows that she did the wrong things last night and especially asked me to bring her over to apologize to you.” With that, Rose turned her head to look at Priscilla who had been standing in the doorway. Her gaze contained a hint of warning. “Come in quickly!” Only then did Benjie notice that Priscilla was here, standing right in the doorway. She was wearing a simple black professional suit. Her hair was tied into a ponytail behind her head. It was a very simple outfit. However, when she stood there, she was like a bright landscape, looking cool and intellectua