Lady Gisela Novels & Stories

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 knight’s name lingered on the man’s tongue, still echoing the distant memory of music that she couldn't quite place. Elaine lunged towards him. Tristan had risen to his knees after their crash but had yet to rise to his feet. The girl drove him back into the murky earth, all limbs and no grace. Pinning the larger knight face-first into the ground, the young lady held her dagger to the olive skin of his neck. “How did you find me?” The words were sharp against the man’s ear.

I could hear a lot of applause from the crowd and I smiled to myself it was a beautiful thing that I still had some support to myself. As soon as I got down from the podium I heard my phone ring as I picked it up to see it was a call from Helen. "What is wrong?" I asked, being my manager Helen had a lot of things to handle for me. She helped sometimes with my personal life but a limit that we always had was the fact that Helen would never call me expect if it is something serious. "We need the porcelain vase from your house." Helen said making me suspicious why would they need a porcelain vase for what?.

The only thoughts in my head were those of Pete and how he was going to lose both balance and focus the minute he sets his eyes on me. I had a lacy red slightly below the bum insanely hot dress on with very high silver stiletto heels and of course, lots of silver accessories. Catherine did my makeup as she insisted that I needed to own the show and in her own words, show Pete exactly what he would have missed with his cowardice." I couldn't fathom how she was so quick to attribute Pete's actions to cowardice not like I was going to challenge the statement because, yunno my flawless face-beat was not something I was willing to risk over Catherine's extremely wild temper.

And Rozelyn has no choice but to get up, brush off the brown soil from her butt, and take the offer of her best friend and her best friend's lover so that her brain will now be alleviated of its aggressive headache. *** “Thanks,” Cyrill sweetly replied as his eyes followed the masked woman in sleeveless ebony-black dress as she turned her back and proceeded to give the other guests a glass of champagne. The autumn-haired woman had indeed a perfectly-rounded ass—perfect for a bare-skinned dance in a canine-style. Cyrill was having his luscious wet dreams when the flash of a passing random raven-haired woman reminded him of Romaine’s step daughter—of Rozelyn Nadeshiko Byrnes Zadzisai.

But one thing was certain: I wouldn’t be resorting to bribery. Leaving the Duchess behind, I set off once again, determined to find Annalise. This time, I wouldn’t let her disappear. A giggle, light and tinkling like wind chimes, sliced through the air. I turned, expecting to see Annalise, but instead, found myself face-to-face with Isabella, the picture of elegance in a shimmering emerald gown. An unsettling premonition prickled my skin. This wasn’t going to be a casual conversation.

The butler said with the release of a sigh, before leading the guest down another path, away from the entrance of the building. As they turned a corner and walked past arrayed rows of flowers, the butler couldn't help but sneak a peek at the guest behind him through the windows of the building. Thinking back at what transpired few weeks ago between his masters and this young man, he felt goose bumps rising on his skin. He personally felt that this beast had a pretty thick fur to still be able to appear here after what happened. It was a pity though, two young and promising beasts of Luna had fallen head over heels for a woman like his young miss. He really didn't know what they saw in her or

said the black hair with chinky eyes. "Uhm... guys! Before I forget. I want you to meet my new friend. Princess Sophia Monteverde," Kristel introduced me to her friends, which made their attention turn to me, and when they saw me, they were stunned. Gradually, the women's eyes become heart-shaped. And suddenly, they started shrieking. "Kyyyyyaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" They shrieked at the same time, so I covered my ears because otherwise, my eardrums might break.

And the next day, he was appointed as the librarian of the Archives. As for Gretel? She was much older than them both being in her early thirties. She used to be part of the old Administration and worked as the Advisor to the General Commander. But since the Crisis, she worked for Jelena Savage instead, being the only one of the old Administration left. "What's going on?" Jelena asked looking between the two of them. She could not understand, why Gretel would continue bothering a Librarian. She knew Gretel hated humans but it was an indifferent kind of hate. So why would she always find trouble with Axel?

Her face flushed and pale as a drop of tears fell down her eyes. " Let's see how you return to safe him after your death” Natasha exclaimed. " If Desmond is the reason why you're doing this right now then go ahead– kill me because even if I'm not there, he still has a luck that will always safe him from your evil hands” Gisela's words struggled out of her lips as she fought for breath. Her words got Nat furious, she roared, pushing her to the floor. Gisella crawled a few meters away from her, coughing and gasping for breath.