Farewell My Concubine Book Novels & Stories

Daniel takes a book off the shelf, and I turn to face him. "What do you like to read the most?" he ask. "A bit of everything, I enjoy gaining knowledge," I shrug. "Take this; consider it a memento from me," he says, holding the book out to me. I raise an eyebrow. I take the book from his hand and look at the cover, which depicts a couple embracing. I check the title, which reads: "Farewell to Humanity." "Thank you." "You're welcome." I say nothing more and head toward the path I memorized leading to the bedroom. I lie down on the bed and stroke the book's cover. I start reading and don't know how much time passes, but when I come to, the day has already dawned.

From this vantage point, his box of papers was placed precariously at the edge of the desk. The concubine spun him around and Yan Sha couldn’t help with a soft intake of breath as she realized the girl was incredibly pregnant. As he started to remove her clothes, the girl blushed hugely. “Your majesty,” she said, pulling away. “All if this has been time to wait. Let us go to the inner chamber as the sound will be the gossip of the servants.”

Elena replied, her voice carefully modulated to maintain the facade of the obedient wife. Beneath the silk, her skin was still hypersensitive, humming with the phantom weight of Killian’s hands and Jaxon’s mouth from the night before at the ridge. The psychological whiplash was staggering. Less than twenty-four hours ago, she had been crowned a sovereign in a mountain fortress. Now, she was standing in her own dining room, waiting for her three executioners to walk through the door as honored guests.

The sour look on the two aristocrats' faces spoke volumes about their thoughts in the midst of all these wizard mages. "Well, please follow us," the older one ordered. Nathaniel took the time to kiss the back of his fiancée's hand to bid her farewell. All three followed the two aristocrats and got into a black Chrysler to leave. Felicia's phone rang, and to her surprise, it was Gabriella Montrose asking to see her to talk. "I'd love to see you to discuss what's bothering you, but today isn't possible. Can we do it tomorrow? If I'm still alive..."

Therefore, a question kept circling my thoughts: Why the hell was I there to be a broodmare if the King already had concubines? “You're welcome, Casey!” She said with such joy! And I noticed that she had a book in her lap. She followed my eyes and noticed my glances at the brown cover book. “It is a human book. Othello, the Moor of Venice. Have you already read it?" she asked and made a space next to her on the bench, clearly inviting me to sit there with her. I sat, of course. I wanted to ask her many things, however, I needed to think smartly. This female was definitely close to the King, and if so, maybe she could help me convince him to let me go free.

she suddenly exclaimed with a mellowed voice, her face holding an exasperated expression as she closed the book with a loud thump! "So, which chapter are you on now?" he asked curiously. He was now intrigued. "The one where the husband was away, and her lady-in-waiting came to her every night, drugged her, get her blood and sell them in bottles," she answered, sighed, then continued: "The way the author wrote the details intricately. Every scene calls for character development, especially on her husband, who was slowly growing sympathetic over her.

Kiara hears the clinking of a glass and the voices fall silent, a man begins to speak, talking about the conquest of the Emperor and all the great things he had achieved on his campaign, he listed them out, earning cheers from the crowd, finally he came to the conquest of Cassia and Dion. “…now the Emperor has brought back the greatest conquest of all, a beautiful maiden. I present to you, The Emperor and his wife.” Kiara hears the thunderous applause given by the inhabitants of the room. She expects them to go through the curtains but the Emperor is yet to move. Did he forget that the applause was their cue? The applause begins to die down, only then did he part the curtain and enter the th

And so, “Going once. Going twice.? Anymore—sold!” and the crowd was clapping. How generous this man could be. It is so bizarre how he bid for me with that amount and fought over the man who also raises his bid. What a lucky night it is for me. The emcee continued offering the remaining two courtesans. They were sold, yet they are not bid like how I ended. After twenty minutes, the club was closing. And that also means that we courtesans will be going home with those men who bought us. We are all smiling as we headed on the backstage, grabbing our things.

I thought having sex with Pamela would help my wolf get her off his mind but from the looks of things, that wasn't going to happen any time soon. I clenched my hands into tight fists, drawing on sharp breaths before walking towards the door. Of course Pamela followed. She clung to me like a tattoo. I didn't want to upset her by sending her out of the room like I would any of my other concubines. I paused by the door and reached for its knob before pulling it open. It creaked open and I caught sight of one of the guards who happened to be walking down the hall. “Has the preparation for the welcoming feast commenced?”

I’m not doing it willingly. [Why aren’t you replying? It’s our marking ceremony tomorrow. It’ll be held in church. All the werewolves in the pack will attend it. Don’t be late.] On the day of Monica’s funeral, Sophia picked me up as promised. Bodyguards then escorted me as I left the pack I had lived in for more than twenty years. Meanwhile, Randy kept sending me messages. [Where are you, Emma? I’m already at the church entrance.] [Why does it look like a funeral?! This is my marking ceremony, the wedding my mother has been looking forward to!]