Fantasy Nobles Novels & Stories

She walked on Cyprian’s arm, her head held high, her mismatched eyes scanning the room with the boredom of a predator inspecting a petting zoo. Behind them marched Oryn and four knights of the Iron Legion. They were fully armored, their polished steel gleaming under the chandeliers. They didn't smile. They scanned for threats. "My god," a Baron whispered. "That necklace alone could buy my estate." Vespera heard him. She offered a small, terrifying smile. They moved through the crowd. The sea of nobles parted, terrified of brushing against the heavy furs or the cold steel. "They look frightened," Cyprian murmured, leaning down to her ear.

he says, handing me his glass. I take it quietly, moving over to the table to pour him wine from the jug there. When I return to his side and hand him his refilled glass, he murmurs, “Stay here.” So I stand next to him, or a half-step behind him, trying to stay out of his way. I look around, picking out the key members of the royal family who are present at the banquet. One of the butlers told me about them: the two princes, George and Henry, and the only princess, named Emma.

He looked at the stunned werewolves and loudly announced, “Listen carefully! This is the Supreme Ruler of the Werewolf Alliance—the pureblood Wolf King, His Highness Lucas!” Then, he turned toward me and bowed deeply, exposing the most vulnerable part of his neck. “And this is High Highness Lucas’s fated mate, Selena, the most noble Luna Queen of our Alliance. Shall any of you require assistance, please feel free to ask. We will gladly meet any request from Her Majesty’s former pack.” As soon as those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the hall fell deathly silent. The rogue male werewolves who had just tried to force drinks on me were now pinned flat to the ground by the pureblood Alpha K

“The Miller household has never been wealthy. Her father is only a minor royal archivist.” “And her stepmother manages the family now. If anything of her mother’s inheritance survived at all, we should consider it a miracle.” The crowd watched as the chests were carried past. “They hardly seem heavy.” “Of course they are not. Compare them with the Princess Hazel’s procession earlier today. One hundred and twenty chests, and the porters could barely lift them.” “Well, Hazel is the legitimate princess of the Northern Kingdom.” “And Ava Miller is merely a clerk’s daughter.” A few people laughed quietly.

Lotanni was the first to give the full rundown on Lysar's team. Of course she was. If there was gossip, she'd find it faster than a scent-hound on heat. "Three mages, four werewolves," she muttered while checking the straps on her gear. "One of the werewolves is royalty. The prince from the Southern Fang. Has a stupidly forbidden crush on Lysar." Nyomei raised a brow. "That arrogant one who walks like his back’s too stiff for his own head?"

My heart races as we draw closer to the castle with each passing kilometer. “Imagine the hefty sum we’re going to make tonight, Aria. I can already feel the money dropping into my account. And who knows, maybe I’ll meet my future mate here tonight,” Nicole comments, her voice laden with anticipation. I flash her a smile and shake my head in disbelief. Nobles and commoners don’t mix, especially not humans with lycans or enchatresses. To them, we are incomplete, the scum, merely the workforce keeping this country running.

“We may not have a grand palace, or a handsome prince, or a wedding that will last forever. But we have a family, we have a warm home, and we have each other. It's the best happy ending a fairy tale has ever had." "If Lillian said so, I agree." Phillip tightened his grip. "After all, who says we don't have a handsome prince in this fairy tale?" Wiggy squeaked while tossing her curls. "Fine, fine, maybe not handsome, but I'm still a prince, right?" he corrected after seeing the cynical stares from Louise, Phillip, and Edmund. “Plus, I am the former leader of the Northern Tomer Forest. it is much greater than the prince.” He joined Lillian and Phillip's hands. Louise joined her hands together.

Ignoring the Millennium Glory's inquiry, the High Lord's eyes settled on me—beautiful heterochromia of lime on the right and purple on the left—through the plain black mask he wore that hid the upper part of his face. I bent down as gracefully as I could to a low bow, with a clenched hand before my heart. "I, Cyan Belladonna, greet the High Lord of Nerinvat. It is my honor to be able to meet you, Your Grace." Thank God, I've read tons of fantasy books to know how to properly address nobles. I rose from the reverent greeting and stood up as straight and dignified as I could. I could feel everyone else's eyes on me, but there wasn't any malicious intent on them. From the corner of my eyes, I c

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

For two Nobles had been born, and they were the purest of Nobles. “Hydras! Different bodies but of the same mind. For they are Nobility Kings!” a booming voice rang in the ears of both. “Jake: the Volcanic Dominator! A Fire King!” “John: the Great Defender! An Ice King!” Breaking into the Nobility Realm was a bit special. For Nobles had titles. Baron/Baroness; Viscount/Viscountess; Earl/Countess; Marquis/Marchioness; Duke/Duchess; Prince/Princess; King/Queen; Emperor/Empress. In increasing order of magnitude, these were the orders of Nobility. Each Noble had a title given based on their talents and power. For instance, Ray was a King. And now the twins had been judged as Kings as well. Invok