Lady Macbeth: A Novel Novels & Stories

I just pray to the moon goddess that whatever she is going through I hope she makes it easy for her . DAMON I was about to rest my eyes when I instantly symtarted thinking about some fiery white wolf with blue eyes that sparkles . I hate the fact that I was thinking about her , she doesn’t deserve to have a free space in my head she is no one to me and it’s really annoying that she is living rent free . Oh my gosh a flash of her nakedness just came to my head and I started getting turned on and I never get turned on by any girl so this was a first , I’m really looking for a way to get rid of this girl and this thought ..

There was no Jason to greet him and no bustling staff, only the wind dragging brittle leaves across the bare driveway. Ryan leaped out and shoved the heavy doors open. The grand hall was empty, and the expensive carpets were gone. The ancestral portraits on the walls, too, had vanished. Even the bronze hunting dog sculpture from the fireplace was missing. Standing at the center of the vacant hall were Francis, Bella, Darius, and Maria. Each wore a different expression, ranging from guilt, avoidance, and smug delight. "Where's Helen?" Ryan demanded. "Where's my child?" Bella stepped forward and handed him a document.

I demanded aloud. But there was no answer. The Old Lady simply vanished into the shadows of the room, leaving nothing but the scent of lavender behind. In the same breath, Novel’s strength gave out, and she fainted into my arms. I carried her back to the guest room and laid her gently on the bed. I sat by her side for hours, watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. “I don’t understand what that woman meant, Novel,” I whispered, taking her hand and pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

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Instead, I grab a boring Shakespeare play. Macbeth. I sit in the armchair and force my eyes over the old English. It's a tragedy about ambition, guilt, and blood from what is written on the back. Fitting, I suppose. I force myself to focus on the text, using the dense language as a wall to keep my own messy thoughts at bay. My finger traces the line where Lady Macbeth instructs her husband on how to deceive the King: “Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under't.”

I shrieked when I saw the old lady that was lurking behind me, giving me the stink eye disgusted. “I want a copy of Macbeth, rental two weeks period.” I tried to slow my heartbeats and move. This woman almost gave me a heart attack. I went to the shelves to get her the book she wanted, and who buys or rents a book this late? It’s 10 pm for God’s sake. Isn’t she afraid that someone would rob her or, worse, kill her? “Here you go ma’am, this would be.....” “I know what the cost is, here.”

She walked into the room slowly. I watched as she sat the trey on the bed side table. Her eyes looked calm and nurturing. Was she one of those creatures too? Her aura didn’t look like theirs. As if she could read my thoughts she spoke. “I’m not a lycan, just a human.” I relaxed. “The king thought that it might make you feel better if you had a human hand maid. I may be old, but I still have a lot of miles on these tires.” She chuckled.

Wait,is he mad at me for paying him a little visit? Okay ,I get his vexation, but... seriously, trying to kîll me!? What's my offense this time around? I was still contemplating while seating at the edge of the bed, when the room door got parted apart. Snapping my head over to the direction of the door,I almost gasped when Lady Macbeth came into view. The hell!! She's still working here? Eish,her presence only confirms that I'm at the Dane's Mansion! Lady Macbeth was pushing a trolley to my direction. She's yet to revealed the meal and yet,my stomach is yearning for the meal.

she was tired and she had hoped to at least rest and possibly learn a move or two but apparently that was not to be, that witch Naomi wanted to see her humiliation and she had ensured that she would not be able to learn to defend herself. The dresses that were provided for them were elaborate ball dresses and after they struggled to get into the dresses and go to the hall where a large stack of huge books and a band of musician sat waiting. each of the girls was made to take one of the heavy books and place it on their heads before they imitated Mistress Naomi's fluid movement across the floor.

Something was clearly disturbing her and she probably had nobody to share it with. No, she has been an ass to everyone the whole day. She deserves to suffer alone. But she was barely 25, and she was handling a whole business empire, with no shoulder to lean on. Nobody deserved this. She does. She is a monster. No, she isn't. "What are you waiting for?" Alice's voice broke my monologue with my inner voice. "Nothing," I said and was about to walk outside when I heard footsteps from inside. I angled my neck to look at Alice who had now walked towards the huge glass windows to her left. The view from her window was amazing; one could see the whole city from up here.