Lady Gisela Novels & Stories

I hissed, diverting my gaze as I attempted to restore my usual demeanor. Instead of retreating in fear, Giselle offered a playful smile, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. “Sir Andros, what brings you all the way here to see me?” she whispered, gliding closer with an effortless grace. I met her gaze, and there it was—the unmistakable glint of mischief, the spark of a scheme brewing behind those captivating eyes. Giselle was every bit as cunning and scheming as I had suspected. Of course, It takes someone like her to recognize her own nature, and now, knowing she had seen through me, she showed no hesitation in asking me questions.

Tying the knot of Lady Francesca’s corset, Catherine Gunner had accidentally measured her waist length wrongly, making her slightly grimaced in pain and discomfort when it became too tight. “Ouch!” The young Feledencian heiress was used to the accurate measurement of Eloisa, and Lady Margaret’s handmaid, but the aspiring applicant was doing slight error on her first try.

The lies we tell ourselves… Elise was beautiful, sexy, a figure any hot-blooded male would lust over, and many females would be envious of. I’ve had her so many times in the past five years, I couldn’t begin to count. If I had to choose between my mistresses, she had always been my favorite. I have also known her the longest. Gisela even said I should have taken her as a mate. She deserved it for putting up with me. “You’re frowning.” Her dress slid off her smooth shoulders to pool around her feet like sea foam. “Is something wrong?” She still wore my mother’s crown. The gold contrasted with her black curls, diamonds and a single ruby embedded in the gold sparkled in the moonlight.

This lady was the victim of the adulteress who was into extramarital affairs. When she saw that Giselle had not answered her, she sent Giselle ten Grand Gifts to express her sincerity. The special effects of the gifts instantly spread throughout the livestream room. The comments started pouring in. "Wow, she's a rich woman!" "Does our rich princess need a bodyguard for the confrontation? I'm about 6'3" and 220 lbs!" No one would say no to money. Giselle collected her thoughts and said, "Send me a DM. My assistant will be in contact with you."

“Gisela is yet to be back from the market. She is supposed to have been back by now. Forgive my manners, can I get you something to drink?” “Water is fine.” “Gisela baked some apple pies and velvet cakes.” “Bring them all. I will eat to my fill.” In a jiffy, he was back with a tray of choice cakes and pies. And a bottle of yoghurt. All this while, as he served some yoghurt into her cup, she kept looking at his lips. Her eyes never left his lips. They seemed to be calling her. Like someone possessed with heightened lust, she rushed at him and kissed him embarrassingly on the lips.

Carlos was lying on the floor in sheer pains while Isabel circled around him. “From henceforth, Carlos is stripped of his title… He is to vacate his place of residence before sunset today.” She unapologetically dug her heels deep into his torn skin, earning a heart breaking scream from Carlos. Satisfied with the punishment she has inflicted on her subordinate, Isabel vanished without a trace.

Even Ryan would admit that she has a face that can steal a maiden’s heart. “Hi. We saw each other before.” the lady greeted Ryan, and it was only then Ryan noticed that the lady was already standing in front of her. “Huh?” she stuttered. Looking at the gorgeous girl's face, Ryan recognized her. ‘She was Slyvester’s blind date partner!’ She shouted in her head. “I am Giselle,” she presented. “You know Slyvester, right? I went there to visit him. I was walking around but I couldn’t see him at all. Do you know where I can find my Slyvester?”

The Lady’s tears quickly filled up to the brim. “You’ve grown up to be a beautiful woman as Catherine,” the Lady beamed at Giselle. “And it’s lucky that you have nothing related to that filthy man. Now that's what I’m happy about! Such a beautiful young lady you are now!” Giselle did not know whether she should be relieved or awkward at Lady Perez’s statement. “Mom, you’re making them uncomfortable,” Lukas chimed in as he walked to Lady Perez’s side, “besides, we have another chef here.”

“Go on.” Caroline brushes her fingers across the carvings, eyes glittering. “Her name was Giselle. The most beautiful woman to ever walk this earth. So beautiful men abandoned their wives just to watch her breathe.” I snort. “Sounds like a fairy tale.” She tilts her head, smirking. “Doesn’t it? But legends usually start with a little truth.” Her voice drops lower. “Giselle wasn’t just beautiful. She was dangerous and cursed.”

She was not a princess or a lady, she was a breeder who was sold to different men for their pleasure. "My name is not Alona, my name is Giselle Piper and I am nothing but a breeder used by many wolves. I have lived a life of shame and now I am here in a palace pretending to be someone good," Giselle whispered to the empty room. She felt like her heart was breaking into a thousand pieces because the truth was so ugly and cold.