Hard Noble Lady Novels & Stories

I tried once again but in vain. "Chester dont act rude to our host." said the the blue eyed girl carressing his neck. As if on queue, the horse gazed up from his bucket of food. His attention on me. I patted his mane while he snickered in response. "I am Rosaleigh Isabellé. You can call me Bellé." The blue eyed girl introduced, forwarding her hand for a handshake. Ignoring her hand, I ran out of the stable to the only person who could bring me the world if I asked for.

“If you know the name of the lady, this coins will be yours, and you will be richer tonight by Two hundred golden coins.” The woman eyes rounded at the coins before she looked at Flynn. “Her name is Lady Arianna, she broke Prince Jared Heart and then left him to Marry an old noble, I do not know if the noble is dead yet but that was what was discussed and that is the only information I have.” The woman ended and Flynn smiled as he pushed the coin towards 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

Hildegarde explained in detail. “I see. Thanks for the heads up.” Mane replied. Mane’s Scouting Ability allowed him to sense pretty much everything within a 100 meter radius, but beyond that there was little he could do. Thankfully, he had a fairy with him. Although Hildegarde was a Low Ranked Fairy, she was strong. She was so strong that she could sense Ivor’s strength and the law he specialized in even though she wasn’t a Scholar. That was only possible if one was several times stronger than the other person. Mane reckoned that Hildegarde might be a Noble! Nobles were Nobility Realmers who had truly stepped into the realm of power across the universe. Mane had never met one before, and alt

Noble looked at Blake and said, "Dear, it's lovely to see you blossom into your true self…" "Dad," Karen said flatly with a look of annoyance in her expression. "Don't you think it's too soon to praise her when all she has done so far is to change her eyes color? I meant, where is her wolf, or is she fakin…" "Keep quiet, Karen." The lady I believe to be Mrs. Noble said when Mr. Noble threw her and her daughter a hard look. Looking away from his daughter and wife, Mr. Noble sighed and said, "Blake, it's a shame that you have a mate already. It would have been our honor to call you our daughter-in-law."

With her wedding approaching, she became the center of attention. Whenever people spoke about me now, they simply shook their heads. “Lady Leanora… What a waste of her title as the Royal City’s finest noble lady.” “Exactly. She’s beautiful, elegant, educated, and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, with a sister like that beside her, what can she offer?” One day, Rosalind cornered me in the study and pressed her hand down on my brush.

Before I went to my seat, I met with our wonderful customer, Salvador Epiphora, and we talked for a while. I noticed a lady walking in, her face flushed and her eyes averted. She had a twine-thin sculpted figure. Her waist is curvilinear, and her skin is burnished. Sweeping eyelashes were framed by arched brows. Her pouting lips look seductive in that red lipstick, which was far too sexy for my libido. As she walks flawless, the colour of her eyes entices me irresistibly. It was a pleasure to see her flowing in her mercury red hair, which cascaded over her shoulders beautifully. She was dressed in vibrant clothes that appeared to be custom-made for her.

"I missed you so much, but you don't even ask how I was doing. Well, the children... I guess they are alright. Obedient. They don't make much trouble anymore. Maybe it was a good choice to bring you away from them. You know, punishment is heavier when it leaves lasting marks..." It was in the house of Lady Finley Icefall, the one with "Noble Aristocrats" written on top. Nobles, Generals, and Ministers gathered around a long oak table with dark countenances. Sitting at the head was Lady Finley herself, a woman that possessed wealth and land only second to the King.

He expressed coldly and left the poor lady alone. She hold the hem of the dress filled with sadness. Lady Gila Splauding, a lady in her early 20's, considered the most beautiful noble lady in the kingdom, daughter of Maverick Splauding, prince George favourite cousin, engaged to the powerful dread Lord Simon Sebastian. But right now, that is all it will ever be. When exactly will he consider her to be his future wife? When will he fall for her? Those thoughts filled her with pain and despair, when? But one thing is certain, she won't give up.

She whispered to herself, anger fuming inside of her, she needed to do something fast to erase her mother’s memory, else it would definitely consume her. “Who wants to play?” Hazel spoke aloud to the kids hearing, they all turned to focus on her. “Good morning my Lady” All greeted. “Who would like to challenge me?” Hazel asked, as she walked and stood in the center of the kids, the kids were all surprised to hear her words, of course no one dares to challenge her, she’s Lord Luther’s Wife, a noble man known for his bravery and strength. “I would challenge you, my Lady!” one amongst the kids said aloud.