Excalibur Fools Novels & Stories

But before I could react, Paisley immediately unleashed a torrent of insults. "Do you even have a heart? Don't you understand how terrified Justin is of strangers? He's already so sick, and yet you want to leave him in the hands of some outsider just for your own convenience. How can you be so cruel? "If that's all you wanted to say, then there's no point in continuing this conversation."

They didn’t know I was the heir. The private room door opened again. I assumed it would be the eldest White grandson. It was Lucas Mercer. “Can’t shake you, can I, Sofia.” He said it, then swapped immediately to a professional smile and extended his hand to the four men. “Gentlemen, Walker, Dunn, Cole, Astor, I’m so sorry for the wasted trip. She’s my ex. She’s been struggling since the breakup, convinced herself she’s a Harlow heiress.” He pulled out his phone and held it toward them. “She’s been violent. Emotionally unstable. It’s all over social media, look it up and you’ll see.” It was the clip of Ashley pushing me into the grooming tub, audio cut.

He asked confused "Because that's Nathan's way of making you see people are shit. He puts God before everything so you become scared of your selfless answer. He told me that the bible said we should be kind but it never said we should be fools. You can take so much bullshit from someone but there's always a limit. He doesn't take the bullshit at all. Never have, so he's ensuring you don't either so if you choose the wrong answer he will break it down in a million different ways to prove your answer to be the wrong one" Seth said to him "Look at you being confident about knowing your boyfriend," I said smirking

She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace; And she forgave me, that I gazed Too fondly on her face! But when I told the cruel scorn That crazed that bold and lovely Knight, And that he crossed the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night; That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade,— There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew it was a Fiend, This miserable Knight! And that unknowing what he did,

Sebastien’s mouth curled into a cold smile. “You’re welcome,” he muttered. Aldrich’s eyes snapped toward him. Ivana, still shaking, found her voice again through panic and disbelief. “I, I thought,” she stammered, looking at Aldrich as if her mind was cracking, “I thought the evidence pointed at Lord Montclaire as the usurper.” Aldrich laughed so hard it almost sounded like he choked on it. “Of course you did,” he said, voice dripping with contempt. “Your need for power made you blind and foolish.”

“He took his brother’s daughter, haunted his wife, and now plans to ruin his own brother. What kind of man does that?” “I need to call William,” Mrs. Ruth said urgently. “I have to warn him.” She stepped outside to make the call. Fred and Carden exchanged looks. “We need another plan,” Fred said quietly. “Just the two of us.” “No more women involved,” Carden added. “This mistake won’t repeat itself, something must not go wrong again.” Fred nodded after a moment. “I saw someone familiar at the auction.” “Who?” Carden asked. “He looked like Carlos.”

Six years into our long-distance relationship, I tell my girlfriend, Claire Whitmore, that I'm too busy with work to spend her birthday with her. Behind her back, I secretly take the property deed with me and board a ten-hour flight to her city. I want to propose to her in front of all our friends and surprise her. While waiting for my ride, I use my work phone to reply to a few messages, then casually scroll through my social media feed. The first post I see is from my childhood friend, Ryan Cole. "I'm going to be a godfather! My goddaughter is 8.5 pounds. I'm so happy!" I open the photo and see Claire and Damian Pierce posing together, a baby between them. My mind goes completely blan

They just didn't want to be bullied by some thieves and rascals. "Babylon and Excalibur are old friends. Aldrich, I will remember your kindness." said Herbert, cupping his hands. Then he grabbed the young man from the Excalibur Family and said, "See you later! We will go first." The voice of Herbert came from the void, but his figure had disappeared.

I was head over heels, dreaming of a future with him while circling answers. He wasn't exactly focused either. When he looked at me, his sincerity seemed real. "What kind of ring do you like?" Talking about rings so young made us both blush like fools. After a long pause, I mumbled, "Purple, I guess. I've always loved purple." His voice was soft. "Got it." The cicadas hummed, and for a moment, I believed in forever. "Their company is a wreck, and he sends a purple diamond? Must've sold his soul for that," Stanley said, his tone sharp with rare venom.

That was why he was humiliating Wilbur like this, wanting him to just give up. Well, he would just call it a case of bad faith. After another failed attempt, Wilbur got to his feet. The winds blew the cauldron pieces into the air, knocking them apart and sweeping them off the cliff. Wilbur leaped into the air and was about to be on his way. The air flashed with golden light all of a sudden, and Senior Fremont appeared in front of him once more with a rather smug smile on his face. "Already giving up after just a few days?"