Damsel Novel Novels & Stories

To be honest, the sight had disgusted me, but more than that, it had pissed me off because it was exactly what Vivian had warned me would happen. Before she even boarded her flight back to the country, Vivian had given me a clear heads-up over the phone. “Nina is a master of emotional manipulation, Damian,” she had told me. “The second she feels cornered, she’ll turn on the waterworks. She’s a lazy, fat gold digger who uses her pitiful appearance to trick kind-hearted people into feeling sorry for her.” And I had believed every single word because My grandfather had been the ultimate victim of her little innocent act, ultimately forcing me into a marriage with a woman who didn't even fit the

Just Wanting for My Death to embrace me and save me from this Painful Life that is Killing me everyday. Alexander looks out of the window into The Sun Light and says to himself "Where are you Susparia? Why did you Go Missing? I Desire to Meet you Again and I Wish to know that you are Alright? I know you are Alive. I can feel it but there is something that keeps telling me that you Need me to Rescue you" He feels the Cold Breeze hit his Face and he finds a Beautiful Woman but she has Three Sides for her. She has a Black Dog near her and there is a Key and Fire in her Hands. She looks at him with a Beautiful Smile as if assuring him about something and disappears right in front of his Eyes. It

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I finally mustered. The Countess smiled, “I was wondering how long it would take you to realize we were sitting. This is the library room. It is filled with every book known, and unknown, to mankind. They are all in their respective languages, including those written in Sanskrit. I do have translated copies, although they are not nearly as good as the originals.” “How?” “Let me explain for you first. Let's not get distracted.” I nodded, slowly sipping the finest espresso I had ever had in my life.

I still wasn't entirely used to that but I was learning to let it sit without arguing with it. The palace gardens were enormous in the morning light, flowers everywhere, colors I didn't have names for stretching in every direction. Vesper was in the middle of telling me about the time Damon convinced Ares to climb onto the palace roof as children when she reached the best part. "And then Damien found them." She burst out laughing. "You should've seen their faces." "They were scared?" "They thought he was going to throw them off the roof." "He didn't?" "Oh, no. He made them scrub every hallway in the palace." I laughed quietly and tried to picture it and found that I couldn't, which somehow m

The instant I held it in my hand I felt a jolt that made me drop it right away. "Owww," I said, rubbing my palms together. "What the hell was that?" I said as I looked down at the book that was now on the ground. All of a sudden a wind blew the cover of the book away, revealing the first few pages. “Esme..relda Cain's betrayal,” I read out, my eyes widened in shock. “Huh, that's my mother's name.”

Lia whispered, her eyes dancing. “You know the tales. The Moon Goddess loves to bridge the gap, mating the lowest beta to the strongest alpha to create a perfect balance. That could be you.” I held up the gown, watching the moonlight catch the beads. It glowed with an ethereal, haunting light. No one would ever guess this was once junk. It was my armor, built on sleepless nights and desperate hope. “Can you imagine the fallout?” I countered, my voice tight.

I drew a breath, tried to smile and my lips only trembled. Just then, high heels clicked in the corridor short, sharp even on the stone floor. The door opened again, letting in a sweet, cloying perfume and a chill, cutting voice: "Oh… I heard our honored guest was injured." Dane swept in. Soft brown curls like waves, a white fur-trimmed coat draped over narrow shoulders. Her smile was gentle; her gaze was a needle. "I heard there was an intruder and someone got hurt. Such a pity it turned out to be Miss Majori," Dane said, lips curving. "And I hear she was quite the hero, she knocking out Brian's spy all by herself?"

The old woman, brittle with age, struck her head and died instantly. The shock broke Catherine completely. Blow after blow landed on Josh, leaving him a hollow, muttering shell of a man, wandering and insisting to anyone who would listen that he was Josh and Catherine was not his wife. Not long after, Catherine drowned. It was ruled an accident; her mind had been gone for some time. In his grief and madness, Josh deteriorated further. The town began to whisper that madness ran in the family, that he was cursed. His claims were now the ramblings of a doomed man. No one listened.

“You are looking beautiful, Your Highness.”, Sera, the lady maid said as she tied the last lace of the corset and stepped back, I kept my book aside and glanced at the mirror that another servant placed before me. The blue eyes on my pale complexion sparkled as I pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “You may be right today, Sera.” I said with a small chuckle and watched as the rest of the servant girls run around trying to finish getting me ready for breakfast. I opened the book of maps, again and sighed as my fingers traced the map of Valadora.