Female Noble 6 Novels & Stories

". I don't care how many they are, I will gladly kill them all. "Your Highness!!!". I heard Natalie's voice, as guards pulled in, they seemed to be Selene's men. Not wanting to get distracted I kept fighting. As a Vivian dancer, Natalie does not have fighting qualities but her strength lies in her Needlework. Beneath that cover lays a thousand needles coated in different kinds of poison. They might be the smallest unit in the Vampire Empire but they are also the most feared, that is why Father hasn't gotten rid of them... He needs their power.

Countess Stallone would be the next Luna Queen of the Sowinski Kingdom. "Yes." Luna Queen Rachelle nodded, smiling a little. Her gaze turned at me. "Also, I have another sister whose other name is Noblete. She is the Goddess of Marriage. She is also residing here in this country. Perhaps, Novalie Argerich, Marchioness of Timestone, does it ring a bell to you?" My jaw dropped. "His Highness, Prince Atticus' wife?" They all nodded.

Elder Zion said. “Well, I found my mate before I ended the ball.” Alpha Adrian said. The elders exchanged puzzled looks. “Well, that's good news. It's a thing of joy knowing that we would be getting our own Luna soon. Who is this noblewoman you speak of?” Elder Shiz asked, a half hearted smile crept his face. “Yes our Alpha, from what noble region among our territory is she from?” Elder Oz asked. “She is of no noble birth nor is she an indigene of our territory.” Alpha Adrian said.

one of the Male Aurorae spoke. “We not I;” June came out from the red smoke along with Beth and the Commander. “We’re Ladies of the highest degree, if you ask.” June introduced. The Commander squeezed her armoured fists in as she glared at the Male Aurorae but within she couldn’t believe she will be fighting along side with Lady June the Divine Humane of time and Lady Beth the only woman the King cherished the most—everyone knows except one. She sniffled. It is a dream come true.

I asked spinning to look at the Moon Goddess. “She is going to be just fine.” She said with a smile. “I need to talk to her. I need to be with her.” I started pacing back a forth trying to come up with ideas on how to get to her. “Gunner listen to me and listen carefully. She is going to be just fine. She is of the royal bloodline, remember? She would want you to focus on continuing to get the refugees out and safe. I can also tell you that the first round went very well and everybody is safe.” Selene said excitedly.

Nick asked suddenly feeling suspicious with what she said last. "Nothing in particular. Now enough of me, I better help you to your room, since all of the male workers have been fired by me, you will have to rely on a female and that female happens to be me, don't worry about me being an handicap, I can manage "She said and with out waiting for his reply, she pulled him up and though it was hard for them, she made it to the lift and while it was taking them to the next floor, Nick couldn't help but to notice that Celine was holding onto him tightly and she had her eyes closed.

Six women. Six she-wolves who looked like they’d been designed in a laboratory. Sitting on velvet chairs, legs crossed, made up, styled, glowing. A blonde with green eyes and full lips. A redhead with curves that defied physics. A brunette with glossy black hair and a neckline that left nothing to imagination. The other three just as spectacular. Today was different. “Who’s this?” the blonde asked, wrinkling her nose. “Beta Amelia’s assistant,” Tomás explained. “She’ll be handling—”

Taking in my torn dress, my smeared makeup, the way I was shaking. An old woman stepped forward from the crowd. She was smiling. "Congratulations, Alpha Nero," she said cheerfully. "Seems the Moon Goddess has chosen your seventh bride." I choked. "SEVENTH?!" "The other six are dead," he said flatly. My blood went cold. "Six. You've had SIX wives. And they're all DEAD?" "Yes." "And I'm number seven?" "Correct." "IS THIS A MARRIAGE OR A SURVIVAL GAME?!"

As much as I would hate to say it, Natalie is a very skilled warrior, the strongest I’ve seen so far in this pack. As Natalie finished her sparring, she cleaned the dust and sand off her body with a towel handed by one of the maids standing beside her. As she cleaned, her eyes inadvertently locked on mine, pausing her movement. She collected a bottle of water from the maid, making her way towards me. She bowed when she reached me, the motion slow and mocking, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. “Luna Elodie,” Natalie said, her voice dripping with an infuriating mix of politeness and defiance. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence here?”

--- **Story 8: Queen of the Pack** **Chapter 1** The full moon hung heavy and blood-red over the ancient forest clearing. Selene Voss stood at the center of the stone circle, naked except for the ceremonial silver chains that draped across her body like jewelry. At twenty-eight, she was the first female alpha in three generations — powerful, fierce, and breathtaking. Long black hair cascaded down her back, her body toned and curvaceous with full breasts, strong thighs, and an aura of raw authority that made even the strongest wolves lower their eyes.