Glory Character Novels & Stories

So, for a moment he wanted it to be just the two of them to have a moment where their lives were not in constant danger. Glory calmed down and turned to see her boyfriend Paul with a big toothy grin on his face. Paul has the most perfect nose, copper skin, these soulful green eyes, and muscles that could take down a king cobra. Glory locked lips with him and they started to make out and it kept getting more and more heated till the scene had taken up a mind of its own.

“You could never be my mate. Not after what you did. Not after killing my brother.” My heart dropped like a stone into a bottomless pit. “I didn’t kill him…” My voice came out broken. Glory didn’t say a word. She didn’t even flinch. She just played with her fingers on Kael’s bare chest, smirking like a child with a toy. I stared in disbelief as Kael leaned toward her, brushing his lips along her neck. “Let’s continue,” he said, voice dripping with malice. “Maybe that’ll finally break her pathetic little heart.”

Octavio looks to see Gloria being helped in by Hector. He runs to her and scoops her up. “Gloria. I’m so sorry. Are you hurting? What can I do?” “You can kiss me.” She says with a giggle. Gloria is a beautiful girl with long, straight bright blonde hair that looks almost white. She has dark blue eyes and creamy skin. She is a little bit taller than Veronica but not as curvy. With everything that she has been through her hair is stained red a little bit but no one seems to notice or care.

Gloria was very beautiful, but why didn't she have a brain? Joye flattered her every time, fanning the flames with sarcasm. Was Gloria really unaware of it? When she first entered the crew, the makeup artist told Eliza that Gloria had offended a lot of people in this circle, but Joye's relationship with others was very good. At first, Eliza did not believe it, but now, she did. The woman in front of her, named Gloria, was used by Joye, but she didn't realize. Gloria was the one who offended people, and Joye did all the pleasing.

“I can’t help but feel guilty that he has to go through so much pain for my sake.” Glory patted my hand. “Don’t be like that. It is safe to say this journey was fated. It had nothing to do with you.” I wiped at the tears and held her gaze. “Do you think he will survive this?” “If he is anything close to what you have described, believe that he would fight his way back to you.” I nodded my head hopefully. “Thank you, nurse Glory. I must admit, I am taken aback by your kindness. I wasn’t exactly nice to you the first time we met.”

I grabbed the edge of the table for support, but even my hands felt numb now. “What did you—” My voice failed halfway. Glory suddenly burst into tears. “I’m sorry, Young Alpha,” she cried shakily. “They made me do it.” My stomach dropped instantly. No. No no fucking way. I tried to move toward her. Tried to shift. Tried to fight whatever was inside that tea. But my body stopped obeying me. Darkness started swallowing my vision little by little. My knees buckled underneath me. The last thing I saw was Glory crying uncontrollably while reaching toward me.

"Just pick it up on your knees. Is that too much for you?" "I can do it," I murmured, clenching my fists and pushing the humiliation aside. I was nearly dead. Pride meant nothing. I sank to my knees. "Michele, your hand!" someone shouted. My heart missed a beat. He had crushed the glass with his bare hand, and blood poured from his palm. The disappointment in his eyes stabbed straight into my chest. "Get out!" he growled. I bent down, picked up the card, and turned to leave.

Rosalie stepped forward to examine the bracelet. She took it from Levi's hand and played around with it. "It's indeed more exquisite than the knockoff I bought, but I would never wear it out and give people the chance to laugh at me. The knockoffs abroad are different. It feels good. Or are you the legendary Mrs. Grey?" Once she said that, the people around us burst into laughter. After all, it was too absurd for them. Axel was a globally acclaimed financial prodigy, ruthless and decisive in the business world.

I didn't even want to wait for my dad. I leaned on the wall as I slowly got back up, then I went to the manager's office right beside the lobby. The manager noticed my disheveled look, and he frowned. "Who the hell are you, woman? This isn't a place for asylum inmates," he said impatiently. I didn't want to argue, so I tossed a black-gold card over to him. There were only two of its kind in Imperia. He would recognize it. The moment he saw my name on the card, his legs buckled, and he nearly fell from his seat. "M-Ms. Oliviero? But…"

From the start, they had all come intending to win the heart of their master and hopefully become the new mistress of the house, but never would they have thought their master would be more interested in males than females. Glory had been the very first slave to be hired after the others had snitched and gotten killed. She knew better and has proven to be reliable, but that was not all to it; loyalty was something rarely given out around this area and she has proven to be able to maintain her area of duty. Glory watched the house and every other person came after her and has always respected her.