Francis From Reign Novels & Stories

However, he then remembered that he visited a great number of doctors in secret and perhaps one of them let words slip. "Quinton, is what he said true? Have you turned into a good-for-nothing?" Francis's expression darkened. At the age of eighty, his health began to decline and he planned his retirement. Unfortunately, the second generation of the Hunts was all mediocre; the third generation proved themselves more worthy and Quinton was the brightest among all. Francis was glad and trained Quinton as his heir. If Quinton truly lost his power, he would no longer qualify as the future leader of the Hunts.

On the other hand, the leader of the Victorians, Francis was mad and complaining to the strange man about how they had been defeated. “If it was not for you underestimating their combat ability, would we have lost like this,” Francis said as the anger in his heart made his chest bulge outwards exaggeratingly every time, he took a breath. You convinced me that the healer was enough for us to go against them, look at where we are right now. If you do not give me an explanation right now, there will be no peace, he said as he looked at the hooded man.

“You're not thinking straight.” But I was. She took away something precious to me so she has to give me back. Vera's POV I was still thinking about the scene Diana caused her. I was about to call Reymond when I heard someone shouting and banging on the door. I knew that voice. Francis. I contemplated if I should open it or not but then I did. Francis entered roughly and started shouting, blaming me for killing their child. I was lost. I did nothing wrong. So I was trying to calm him and then he said I had to give him back the child I killed.

"If you must know, she behaved in a manner which...well, in short, it was difficult to tell who was seducing whom." Francis gave a burst of laughter, which he quickly controlled at Henry's scowl. By way of returning the confidence, he said, "Well, I suppose I may as well tell you, as it's bound to be all over town all too soon. I'm in my way to beg Felix's permission to pay my addresses to Emma Fleming." Henry's mild eyes went to Francis's face in surprise. He murmured all the usual condolences, adding, "Didn't really think you'd be wanting to get leg-shackled just yet."

Her fingers traced the line of my jaw, and despite everything, a spark of my old Alpha arrogance, desperate for validation, began to ignite. "But not all is lost," Seraphina whispered, her eyes burning with an unholy fire. "You are still an Alpha, even if your pack is scattered. And you, Alpha Jerick, still have a future. With me." She leaned in, her lips almost touching my ear. "Accept me as your mate, Jerick. And together, we will reclaim what you lost. And take even more." The cold power radiating from her was not the warmth of love, but the promise of revenge. It was a dark mirror to the pure power I had rejected. And in my utter devastation, a desperate, dangerous hope began to rise.

Francis said as he stepped out of the cabinet. "Because of you," Dominic countered. "No, it's because of you!" Francis yelled. "If only you helped me pay back my debts then I wouldn't be some pawn to your enemies!" Francis continued. "You still don't understand who we're dealing with," Francis said, almost a mumble. I felt invisible as I watched their exchange of words but also felt nervous as I tried to find out how this would end. "You want to punish me so badly that you even went and married my Lilary!" Francis said as he looked at me.

“That’s me!” Francis crossed his arms, appraised her, and said with distrust, “You’ve got the looks. I just hope that your skills match up to your pretty face.” The moment Rose saw Francis, she knew that the issues that Eminent Honor was facing were not simple. Francis Greene graduated from a prestigious American university. Ever since they were kids, Old Man Severe had always used Francis as an example to inspire Angeline and Zayne’s education. Rose shifted her gaze to Zayne. After not seeing him for many years, Zayne’s carefree childishness had faded. He now seemed more mature and steady.

As Francis was thinking about the nobles he went to kill before returning to the palace, he feel like laughing at their pleading face. 'They dared to try to assassinate me and killed a lot of innocent peoples in the attempt yet they still had the nerve to ask for forgiveness. Tch!...They were really shameless and I can understand now under whom the poor commoners were ruled at Oasius. Their king didn't care as long as he got the taxation money. I did this change so that they wouldn't have to suffer any longer.' As he was absent minded while thinking about unpleasant things, he hear waters splashing near the cascade. It was a little far so when he looked at where the noise was coming from, he

"I came here today to tell you some good news that your brother will be fine soon." Abbie slept late last night because she had been paying attention to the affairs of her family. Just then, she was very happy after hearing Leonard's words, "Really?" "It's true. A video that exposed Azalea's act has been uploaded on the Internet, and she can't possibly turn the tide on this. Besides that, another surprising rumour has been circulating around that that Azalea is Francis' lover." "Who is Francis?" Abbie asked in confusion. "Francis is from the Gurney Group. He is a very rich and dignified person, so I'm guessing that he can support Azalea to deal with the Clark family like Michael."