Damsel In Distress Novels & Stories

Rochel senses the person, so she gladfully helps the person way out of the rock burying him or her. As she marches towards that place, the damsel in distress calls for her, "Somebody! Help me!" "I am coming for you!" Says Rochel, confirming her presence to rescue the person. Her sharp claws smash the rough rocks as she digs on the ground. Her head becomes sweaty as she sights two Ladies. "Lady Paisley!" Rochel exclaims to see the Lady alive in a wounded face and body. Paisley reach out to Rochel, and the wolf let her embrace her, for she cannot manage to pull herself together.

He hesitated and looked at Triston confused at first, but Triston seized him by the collar and roughly shoved him to the ground beside Ivone, "Untie her now!" Ivone cried and as soon as the gag was out of her mouth, she rushed out her words, "Damaris is trapped in the forest and Reyes is after her life!" "Slowly," Triston said to her as he got down on the ground beside her and began to untie her hands as the other man untied her legs. But Ivone shook her head, the tears still pooling, "She is injured with an arrow through her thigh, they could..." she choked and the pain pierced her insides, but she still continued, "...they could find her... she didn't..."

Diana replied. 'Andra'. Alexandra's head shot up at the sound of her mate's voice in her head. 'Yes My King'. She replied. 'Ana'. Diana raised her head to see her furious looking mate. 'Follow us'. With that, the two run away brides followed their Kings. *** Location: Supreme Castle Dungeons Vanessa fell on her butt as the guards threw her in. Couldn't they be more careful and handle her as the lady she is? 'Bunch of imbeciles!' She thought. They don't even know how to treat a lady.

Her heart beat faster when she saw the roof of her house from behind the tall bushes. Both hands brushed against two-meter-high bushes so as not to block her view. Suddenly, a pair of eyes widened when she saw her house in a very damaged condition. Damelza covered her lips to keep out the sobs that were about to escape. Her body trembled as the soles of her feet touched the grass in her yard. Her gaze shifted downward, to her pair of bare, bloody feet. Damelza does not have sandals or shoes. When she left Theo's mansion, she only brought the clothes that stuck to her body. In fact, Theo's bodyguards refused her request when she wanted to take her savings.

Seraphina’s smile gleamed in the torchlight. She stood on the narrow trail ahead, flanked by a dozen armed men, her emerald cloak fluttering in the mountain wind. Arrows were already nocked behind her. “Ohh.. my poor little princess... our future Queen consort. Your Majesty.” she called sweetly. “I could have helped you run forever, but we have a little surprise waiting for you at the palace.” Darius’s horse shifted nervously beneath us. His body tensed against my chest, breath coming short from the fever and the fresh strain. I kept my arms locked tight around his waist, feeling the heat of his skin through his torn tunic.

🌹 Damien 🌹 Damien had never felt this level of desperation before. Every inch of him screamed to act, to do something, anything, to save Aurora. She was out there, somewhere—captured, at the mercy of Victoria's men. His mind raced with possibilities, none of them good.

Just then a castle guard ran in bloodied. "My Kings rogues was seen in the castle ground and are attempting attack the castle but we held them off capturing some as few escaped." the vampire say disrupting the obvious tension to Drizella's relief as her smile grew bigger. "We'll be back to finish this, we need to go. Stay here Princess, don't go anywhere and if someone wants to hurt you, permission to fry her ass." Damon kiss Daisy after which Damian did the same but not before dismissing Drizella. 'And please get yourself out our castle and never come back Drizella."

“She hasn’t been sleeping. She keeps asking for Elise.” He exhales shakily. “And for you.” My entire body freezes. “For me?” “She remembers you from the wake. She asks where the lady with the soft voice is.” His voice breaks slightly. “She calls you the nice one.” Tears sting my eyes. “She’s hurting,” Damien continues, voice raw. “And I don’t know what to do.” Damien Ramos doesn’t admit helplessness. Not to anyone. Except… me. My chest cracks open. “I’m so sorry,” I whisper. “I didn’t know she—”

Drake asked him in a challenging tone. “ Ian Evans doesn't appreciate a no in answer. Since you're daring enough to challenge me, I'm willing enough to take it up. So let's get to the business... Regarding your artwork, it clearly speaks about the story of a woman. A woman, who wants to fly and shine with her own colours but held back by the society and people around her. Your rough line shows the roughness of the path she chose. She has uncountable colours inside her with which she can paint her own life story but her hands are tied with chains of thoughts by others. She has an invisible tear in her eyes but she decided to put her brave front to the world with her smile. You want to show th

You could see my eyes were puffy I cried for my parents who were inside the house and all I could think of is my mom pushing me through the vent to run,her last words to me being "Pain has limits,fear doesn't..promise to always keep your head up so that your crown won't fall.A Queen is what you are,Belle." That's when I realized it was over for them.As the fire went down I decided to go back to see if there is anything valuable left but sadly I got nothing.I remember turning to leave but I got a glimpse of a silhouette but as he came to view I ran to him as if my life depended on him,there he was my fiancé,William.