Female Noble Six Novels & Stories

“Brother, don’t you know who she is? Which hole did you crawl out of?” “Is she famous?” “Of course! That’s the third young mistress of the Fellowes family, Alba, a famous and talented woman on the Central Sacred Continent. Not only is she talented, but she’s also beautiful.” “Then why is she wearing a veil?” “You don’t know? My nickname is Know-It-All. Allow me to tell you about this. Did you see that young man in the Palmore family’s team?” “Yes!” “He is one of the Star Kingdom Six, Anders Palmore, the first-in-line heir of the Palmore family. Not long ago, broke through partial Saint Realm at a young age, and he’s basking in the limelight.”

Six took another step towards her growling. “Don’t insult her again.” The woman definitely cocked her brow at him. “Why not?” Six didn’t even hesitate to answer her. “I won’t tolerate you disrespecting my Alpha,” Both the woman and I grew wide eyed at his response. The woman slowly turned her head back towards my direction with a shocked expression on her face. “She’s your Alpha?” I stared back into the woman’s blue eyes just before they swirled back into her wolfish silver ones. Six’s warm dominant voice washed over my skin as he slowly spoke again.

Zed Alaric, Paladin Prince, holy hum and clean metallic scent clashing with the room's darker magics. The women: Xylia, Water Fae Princess, fiercely competitive; Thalassa Aegir, Mermaid Princess, serene and pearlescent; Dahila, Witch Noble, ancient power in velvet; Terrica, Earth Elven Princess, severe and judgmental; Zephina, Shadowborn Noble, cloaked in depths; Amira, Nephilim Princess, vibrating with celestial energy; Lyra Astraea, Celestial Mage, gazing at invisible sky charts; Morwen, Siren Princess, ethereal; Elara, Phoenix Princess, radiating subtle warmth; Petra, Valkyrie Noble, armored and formidable; Wren, Light Mage, gentle contrast; Rhysandra Nychus, Vampire Noble, compensating f

I blink and try to focus on my phone while my heart begins to race. He is too close. He needs to step back. For once, my mind kicks in. I lean back just enough so his warm breath can’t reach my face before I glance back up at him. I turn my phone so he can see it and softly hum, “Noble Shane.” Noble Shane has a certain air about it. Well, he is a noble. Not just any noble, but one of the highest nobles in the country. His eyes sparkle as he turns his phone towards me. “I’ve got you in as Princess Deloris.”

I smirk, nodding at Hunter to takes over as I claim my seat front and centre, sprawling out in the chair as I sip my whiskey. “Let’s start with Contestant 6,” Hunter begins as an image appears on the glass to the arena. One half is a closeup of the face, the other half a full-length image of their body. Each of the girls has been photographed in their underwear when they arrived. Although many don’t remember, as the drugs were still in their system. “Felicity Swan 25 from the Moonstone Pack. Tall, slender build with toned muscles with a decent size rack, unmated, is top of her squad. She has taken out 3 rogues on her missions,” Hunter informs everyone as I bristle slightly. I didn’t know she

"The bond between the six of you is rare—a sixfold mate bond hasn't been documented in our pack for over three centuries." Knight tensed, sensing there was more to come. The sixfold bond explained the intensity of his connection to Annabella, but his father's tone suggested complications. "What does that mean for us?" Knight asked, his voice quieter than he intended. The Alpha leaned back in his chair. "It means you six will need to learn how to navigate this bond together. A single mate bond is powerful enough; six interconnected bonds will create... challenges." Knight glanced at Annabella, noting the slight furrow between her brows as she processed this information. She looked so fragile

What was this? The lady was very beautiful. She was dressed in a regal blue dress and her strawberry blonde hair was perfectly styled into a ponytail. “This is Yvonne Chenille, crowned princess of the prestigious Chenille pack.” Morteus cleared his throat. “We have brought her here because we believe that she would be the perfect Luna for you, Alpha.’

She could see he was condering sending her back home. “What can we do for you, miss?” “I am Natalia Adamantine, the granddaughter of Dame Violet. I have come to see my granddmother.” “Young lady, do you know it’s a serious offence to impersonate a noble?” “I know it is. That’s why I brought this to defend my claim,” she said, raising an adamantine medallion she asked a fairy steal from Sebastian. At this point in her life, she had not yet received a medallion. She only received one after getting engaged to Fredrich.

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

Some of the more traditional Nobles tended to turn their noses up at the notion, but it didn't seem to bother the young Lord in the least. Another tall, slender figure followed him in, this time without the overbearing and unnecessary cavalry in the form of hulking Guardian Knights. We straightened up as they approached and I began to take in the details of his companion. The resemblance was uncanny. Her piercing blue eyes were unmistakable even from across the room, but where Christian's were often muted under his dark brows, hers were highlighted through her long flowing lashes and high set cheekbones. She had straight raven hair that fell past her shoulders on one side and was shaved shor