Lady Crystal Is A Man Novels & Stories

“I feel so uncomfortable around those VIP clients, especially after Prinda’s assault “ Laila sighed and hung her head “ Girl, he doesn't care. He just wants you to dance for him. Even if it's for 5 minutes” Crystal tilted her head to the side “Dude, who is this guy and why does he want me to dance?” “He's one of the sons of Sultan Al-Fayad and he heard you're our best here”. Laila said wide eyed. “I better be going then. I've got money to make” Crystal squealed, dashing towards the lounge. “The usual please” She told the bartender as she reached the counter. She usually had a double shot of Martell before she went on stage but today, she felt like she needed three.

"Lady Crystal, good morning ..." Achilles looked badly at the slave so he immediately walked away, Crystal smiled at him bitterly. "What do you think you're doing, slave?" the King asked so it was stunned. "I just want to greet Lady Crystal today, Dear king. The food is ready on the table—" "And who told you to treat her like a princess? She's a werewolf like you, weak and useless so you don't have to sacrifice her, let her make a way to eat," I interrupted her.

Now she had to live the last moments of her life living in the fear wrought by another; another whom she had heard no good thing about. “How are you here?” Crystal wondered; her eyes filled with caution. The slight tremble in her voice couldn’t be hidden. But whether that tremble was born from her weakened state or from fear, only she would know. She knew the man before her. She had heard of his vile ways and his cruel methods. But what stood out amongst all the harrowing tales told of him was the way he increased his strength. And Crystal knew that her Lord was in danger.

"Well Luna, what do you think your little boyfriend will do?" Crystal's eyes darted to me as if seeking something. Permission? Help. I simply nodded hoping it was reassuring to her. Raphael was good at getting information from people. Those people were usually war criminals but never the less, he knew how to get answers and it was usually not the best idea to get in his way. I watched as Crystal swallowed and shifted slightly. "His not my boyfriend." Was the first thing she said and I'd be lying if I said it didn't bring me an immense wave of satisfaction.

A lady with smooth skin, crimson eyes, pink thin lips, and brown shoulder-length hair stood by the door. She wore a blue bodycon dress which matched her white bohemian earrings. Teddy removed his eyes on her and faced the wall. He rolled his eyes. "Do not tell me that you are thinking about that bit**ch again" she shouted in frustration. Bitc*h? That word did not sit well with Teddy. Even though he has a lot of women around him, it's Crystal who has the crown to his heart. She is an angel to him. Calling Crystal a bitch was like daring him.

Crystal hurriedly took out her handkerchief from her bag, her cheeks stinging from the force of the slap and she tried to help the lady wipe away the coffee but it was too late. “I’m sorry!” she chanted. “Let me go, you peasant.” The lady pushed Crystal away from herself and she raised her hands to slap her again. “How dare you touch me with those dirty hands of yours!” Crystal closed her eyes in expectant of the hit, but it never came. “Let go of me!” she heard the lady’s voice again, this time she seemed to be struggling with someone and immediately Crystal’s eyes fluttered open. Kayden was grabbing the woman’s wrists and glaring down at her; she struggled for a moment and when she notice

Hah! Crystal laughed at herself. Why did she really love him? She shouldn't have loved him. She thought she'll really change him. But she can't. It is Rayan Parker. The heir of empire group. Deal? Crystal again laughed, but this time her body jerked and she fell on the street.

"Umm, White is for Rowan Blue is for Wylan Silver for Skylar Gold for the Leonardo the great as he loves to be called Black for the Ivanov boy Red for the other Ferrari boy" Franco said and laughed at their dumbstruck faces. "It's Ryan" Ryan said pouting. "Yeah the one who flirts with everyone. Sorry I forgot your name" Franco said giggling and everyone broke into fits of laughter. "Nonno, why do you have five bags and I have only two" they all heard a sweet voice emerging from the top of the staircase. They all turned to look at her. There she came. Their light, their soul, their happiness. Their princess.

she said, half-joking, half-serious. The guy next to me smirked. "You're always like this, Lucy. Trying to save everyone." I turned to him. "Hi, we haven't met." "I don't always work here. They move me around a lot." He barely glanced at me. "Right. Enjoy your meal." I decided not to push the conversation. He clearly didn't want to talk. "I'm Francesco," he said after a pause. A small smile escaped me. "I'm Crystal." "I know."

He tells me that they will meet us there. “Let me get this straight, the ten of you planned this out. If you are here then who do they have beside Sapphire and Emery?” Luke groans. “Liv has a friend named Shayde. He is gay and regularly performs in drag shows. When he is in drag he looks almost identical to me. We are the same height and everything. Don’t get mad Mathius, Sapphire tried to talk Emery out of doing this, but Emery wanted to play her part.” Kyllyan explained.