Lady Gisela Novels & Stories

GISELLA'S ROOM Gisella sat in front of her mirror, surrounded by her braids maid and make up artist while they got her ready for her big day. Few minutes later, she was all set and beautifully dressed in her sea blue gown and styled hair with her tiara on. " Here comes our princess, beautiful as always", a Lady exclaimed. It was Catherine, Desmond's mother. " Thank you, mum", said Gisel, staring at herself in the mirror. " You look so beautiful in your gown, Gisel ", said one of her Braid's maids. She smiled. "come on, girls. Let's get down stairs and check if all is set. We need to get to church early enough," said Catherine.

Only one woman in the Westwood estate gave orders like that. The garden house stood like a glass box in the heart of sculpted hedges and roses. Once her mother’s sanctuary, it had become Giselle’s throne room. Rain streaked down the glass walls like tears Amira refused to shed. Inside, Giselle waited, framed in the morning light, flawless as ever. White cashmere clung to her frame, her platinum hair curled over one shoulder, her lips painted blood-red. She sipped wine at nine in the morning as if it were water.

The door suddenly opened and a lady with large breasts came in. "Hello my prince," she whispered staring at her feet. This was already a turn-off for me. How could you bare my children if you couldn't even look me in the eye? "What's your name?" I asked not bothering to offer her a seat. "Giselle, my prince." Turn off number two. She kept addressing me by my title. "Giselle, I am sorry. But you are not what I want, can you please call in the next maiden? " I figured the maiden in the pale blue dress would be the last on the line since she came late. The sooner I sent the others away the sooner she would step into the door

That hideous thing cackled, and I discovered that besides guts, she also ripped letters from words, murdering the language every time she opened her mouth. "Hey, Chocolate, show the mansion to Madam," Gisele ordered, and I realized she was the leader of that strange trio. This Chocolate was a large woman, tall and very overweight, with breasts so ample she must have felt horrible back pain. In contrast, her hips were so narrow she looked like a lollipop - the huge, chubby body stuck on two little sticks that were her legs.

I wasn't used to anyone making the ginger look tiny, but they'd managed to succeed with their superior height and heft. All except one. She was as tall as the rest of them, but she was made for matters of court more than a soldier's den. All lithe seductive grace and calculating hoarfrost eyes. A daughter any Luna would love to have called their own. I made eye contact with her the same moment Giselle spotted me, "And there she is now! Ayda, come here!" Giselle didn't wait for me to come to her; she grabbed my wrist with a steel grip and dragged me bodily across the slate floor. "Ayda, Princess Narcissa Onasis. Princess Onasis, our best hairdresser."

Yet Lydia stood in front of her, and her smile did not change. From her skirt, she pulled a crystal that pulsed with cold, strange light. "Do not waste what little strength you have left," Lydia said. "It will be over soon." The crystal glowed with a white, bright light. Giselle screamed as the light burned into her mind. The cold inside her was ripped away from her, and she felt as though her very being was being pulled apart. Her body gave out beneath her. She fell to her knees, and her breath came in shallow gasps.

I will turn Selene's karma back in her face. As if on que to my thoughts, Giselle was brought up next as the potential females I could choose as Luna. My lips quirked in a smirk, the moon goddess sure was pushing her luck by bringing Giselle back in front of me. "Giselle is a beautiful she-wolf from the western packs, she holds grace and enviable beauty. She has won pageants around the entire nation naming her a she-wolf whose beauty was epically carved by the moon goddess. She is kind and known to be compassionate, these are perfect qualities for a Luna. She..."

She tried to keep her voice steady, but she couldn’t deny a hint of curiosity. “It’s that stupid bitch Sienna! She’s been playing us all for fools,” Gisela spat, pacing back and forth like a caged lion. “I’ve had it with her games!” Natalia DeMarque frowned, genuinely puzzled. “What are you talking about? What had she done?”

"I am glad too because you've taught me how to fight back when they think you are nothing, Because of you and my husband, I've learned something new. Never let your guards down for your slaves to tremble upon." Their confession conversation was interrupted by a lady. "which of you is Gisella Molinero, Please," she gave us a smiling gesture. Gisella looks from her to Leonora and back to the carton of chocolate that she's carrying. Lenora looks at Gisella. "She's Gisella," Leonora announced. "What? don't look at me with those scary hazel eyes," she warns Gisella with the glare that she was shooting her with.

Gisella screamed while throwing a flower vase at her mother. Before Illarion Black went to Amanda's room, he ran into Ben Broke's stepdaughter. Gisella could no longer move her feet when she saw that burly figure with that handsome face. Her trembling body immediately felt weak, and the copper red haired girl immediately turned to the outside of the hall of her mansion. But her sudden movement caught the attention of the Black King and his men, with their wary eyes looking at the square faced girl.