Novel & Cerita Farewell My Concubine Novel

She smiled at his cuteness and couldn't be mad at him anymore for leaving like that. Before Megara could say something, she felt a presence in front of her. The person's scent was almost alluring and she immediately got the idea that the person was one of Evans' concubines. The audacity of still having concubines despite having a mate. "Who are you?" The concubine asked bitterly, her voice deliberately sharpened by her.

Carson quickly sprayed all of his sperm under the table as quietly as possible, so Jeremiah did not take notice, “ahhhh… ahh… I feel much better now.” Jeremiah was just shrugging his head while looking at the prince in disgust. Hence, he returned to take notes. Since the two men were quite noisy, the two sisters decided to bring their books and read elsewhere. Leaving Jeremiah Brownfur and Prince Carson Blackfrost alone in the reading room. The second prince was smiling when he saw the priestesses were finally gone. ‘Now is my chance…’

Neil had a small smile on his face, for she wore a more serious expression than him and he was the one hurt. “I see. Isn’t a royal concubine unable to go out during the evening?” “I’m ok. I don’t think I’m seen as a concubine, anyway.” Kneeling in front of the bookshelf, she started removing the books to get to him. “I see.” Seeing his eyes close, she lightly tapped his shoulder. “You must not lose consciousness.” “Did you read that in the book as well?” he coughed out. “Yes. When a person bleeds a lot, one must continually speak so that they don’t lose consciousness.”

Decreash imperial Palace The muffled moans of Jazell in her chamber were the only noise breaking the silence. Buried between her legs was a concubine, who was servicing her passions, making her head spin with ecstasy. "Ugh, huh! Jazell pressed both lips together as she pushed her ass towards the face of the concubine, spreading her legs and giving her more access. Her hands clenched the sheets as her mouth hung open, her chest heaving from

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed and she looked at me disapprovingly. “Last bottle, another bottle,” I said with a smile, then drained my glass of wine in one gulp. Is the world in front of me becoming illusory, or my world in rotation? A second before I lay down, I saw one, two, three, Selene, stagger anxiously toward me. "A concubine is nothing. It's just a tool for men to have children. Even if they have children, you can raise them or let someone else raise them. You are the Queen and you have the right to handle these women and children.”

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #Chapter__11 🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪 🐪 #JASMINE Never in my life, not even for once did I think that my life would change in some certain mysterious way. Here I was in the famous city of Marida as I was now a slave in the palace... Well, not technically a slave like the ones that run around doing hard labour but I was tasked with some easy boring tasks, attending to the Queen's needs. While I wasn't doing that, I stayed in Sadiq's room as his concubine.... The handsome brute had kept his word, as he promised he made sure I wasn't sold off as a slave, instead, He claimed me as his own personal concubine... He wanted to me to believe he did that ju

"Yangfeng is from a rich family, I have to maintain the lifestyle that she is used to. I can't give her too much or too little as it will be bad for her mental health. Each concubine is awarded like this to maintain an order and the heirarchy. You are from humble places so I did not hesistate to have you stay in my chambers. Any of the other concubines would struggle. It;s not many who enjoy the candle light like this." "What did you do today while I was out?" "I told you we will be having some visitors tomorrow. I was making preparations for their stay. It's nothing which is a big deal. All the concubines are excited to see a handsome prince from the gossip books which they buy. Ya

she asked. “No, no. I just… I mistook you for someone else, that's all” I smiled awkwardly, “Have a nice day.” “Yes, your majesty.” She smiled and scurried off as if staying in my presence was a risk she wasn't willing to take. I took a good look at the concubine quarters and was impressed. It was an open plan with a mini garden in the center. There were about four doors surrounding me, each one with the name of a concubine pasted on the wall. I wrinkled my nose.

Each time, that same frustrated longing flashed across his face. But he never came back to me. Because I was just the concubine. The decoration. The scandal. And these were the women who mattered. The women who could stand beside a king without shame. The heat I had felt while dancing with Kieran was fading now, replaced by a different kind of burning. My skin felt flushed. The words soured in my eyes. And a wave of nausea rolled through me. The symptoms. They were starting again. “No, Not here. Not now" I thought desperately, looking around to see if anybody was paying attention. Apparently everybody was in their own world.

Especially the part where they had the king assassinated. "Enough, boys, I think it's time to start our business, don't you agree?" Her brown skin glowed beneath the low-hanging chandelier. Her red dress sparkled as she moved. All and all, I understood that she had become a concubine for the second time around. Not that Farren was any less beautiful. On the contrary, my mate was the most beautiful woman of all. Fuck. The weed was still fucking with my mind. "You invited her to join?" Tristan seethed. Glared at his father. Dominique shrugged.