Damsel Novel Novels & Stories

She annihilated dozens of males whom she thought deserved such punishment. Damian's father, Damascus, who Matilda thought of as only a human, was her recent husband who she accidentally killed with her ability. After such an incident, Damascus faked his death and left the village, leaving his wealth and his castle in the moor, to whom he had sworn to serve. "...But your father was sick and exhausted of immortal life, so he went here in Daisy Valley and married my sister," Elfar added and took a pot of tea and offered some of his herbal tea to Damian as he continued his tale.

she said. They were already there. --- *End of Book One* *The story continues in: NEVER SAY YOURS: THE HOLLOW WAKES* --- *Dulce De Leche writes dark romance from a tiny desk in a tiny town. She believes in love, monsters, and the power of a well-pulled tarot card. This is one of her first novels. It will not be her last.* --- ## Author's Note

maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

Crouching down to his level Damian smirked viciously as he tapped his gun on his chin as if he was thinking. "You know what I forgot about you trying to force her. Thanks for reminding me. Let me tell you a story I read, a novel actually." Damian smiled making the guy in front of him tremble two times. "In a Chinese novel which I read there used to be a villainess. A villainess who's desperate for the main lead. She tried to humiliate, hurt and kill the female lead. When nothing worked she tried to drug the male lead and tried to sleep with him. But we already know that the female lead would never let it happen. As usual the villainess is punished you know how? Guess it."

Gunderson asked. “The incubus knows who and what we are. Speak. Incubus. Introduce us.” Anders commanded. The incubus stood as if he were pulled up by invisible strings. He was pretty pissed about it. I managed to hold back my laughter. “Gentlemen, may I introduce you to the Vasili and Vasilia of the desire demons. Anders Damon and Madison Coto. The king and queen of my people.” He said stiffly and with a little sneer when he said ‘queen’.

“What can we do?” The scene before us changes until I see the castle in one of our lifetimes. We stand on the edge, staring at the valley under the bridge. This castle was built into a cliff side, with the bridge going over something that looks more like a canyon than a valley to me. Valeria stands beside me, once again her hand in mine as we watch the invaders coming. At least our backs are protected and we can see them coming head on. “This is it, my love,” she whispers. “They’re coming for us. Our midnight is coming.”

Her name: Elara Vale. The convent called it an external placement program. An act of gratitude for his generous donations. But Damien knew the truth. It was a transaction. And it intrigued him far more than he’d like to admit. A virgin. A girl who had never been touched, never spoken to a man without a prayer on her lips. A girl who would blush at bare ankles, tremble at coarse language, and bow her head when addressed. She would be his maid. Damien wasn’t a man of faith. But he had rituals of his own. And breaking this one would be deliberate. Exquisite.

"No need, I'll just figure the place myself..." When I'm done with breakfast I follow the instructions of the cowboy at the barn house. It's 2 in the afternoon that's why I might be at the place within 5 PM. I was fascinated when I saw the place. It's well maintained. Seems like Lady Camila is letting her men to maintain the beauty of the lake. The Pine trees are making the place cold. I rested my back at the grass and was awaken when I felt like someone is splashing me with water. I alertly get the horse and ride going to the cabin. It's already dark but the light from the shack is guiding me towards it. The rain poured making me drench. "Xaliah!!!"

Their bodies emit a halo, and while no one is the same, they are all bright and attractive to the point of infatuation. She has only recently arrived in this magnificent mountain range, having transformed from an ordinary human into a part of the mighty Velsi. As the only person in the past five hundred years who managed to reach the Divine Gate deep within the mountains, with a brave heart and unyielding temptations along the way, she was honored with a magical breath, became immortal, and started to enter the realm of the gods to serve. Finally, the Mist god's representative chose her and brought her back to the Mist castle to serve as a maid, and a year has passed since that day.

It made him more aroused, anticipating what his wife was planning to do. She bit her bottom lip playfully. She had her maid secretly sneak a book into the castle a few days ago, ‘The Secrets of a Happy Bedroom’. Since the suggestion came from none other than Countess Fennels, she did not expect it to be that scandalous, but it was. Daniel’s breath hitched when Magnolia’s eyes met his. He had never seen that look before, her gaze was quite mischievous. She placed both hands on his chest and leaned closer until her lips touched his neck. He could not move, he could only watch with unblinking eyes.