Lady Nagant Novels & Stories

I could feel Arthur's body tense up beside me even before I saw his facial expression turn angry. "Certain members can choose Lady from the outside," said Jack, showing off his silver-framed name tag. "Ah, because you failed to find a big opportunity, so you took advantage of such a small gap, that's right, Lady?" I replied, "And, Mr. Jack… indirectly you are enslaved by women, right?" "You-" As soon as Jack pointed, Arthur twisted his hand and winced. "BRO-STOP--!" "Wow, you're an interesting bitch," Theresa murmured as she finally stood close enough to speak directly to me. Her eyes swept over me from head to toe, then settled on my face with undisguised appraisal. "I guess you're not a we

“Tonight, we are joined by one whose name needs no introduction… but whose presence is a rare honor. You know her as a legend, a hero, the fiercest defender of the Aetherborn way. A woman feared, revered, and loved in equal measure.” The stands broke into a wild roar, students leaping to their feet. Screams of joy, applause like thunder. Nyx’s lips curled faintly. “Behold, The Lady.” The gates opened, and she appeared. Clad in armor black as midnight and trimmed in silver flame, the Lady moved with terrifying grace. Her presence swallowed the arena; even her silence demanded worship. Her long hair, pale as moonlight, flowed behind her, and her eyes, burning amethyst seemed to see into every

Third Person “Alrighty Gents. First up for bids is item number 6 2 4 3 7 8. Her name is Nataly. Age 20 and a total virgin. Standing about 5 foot 2 inches with brown hair and blue eyes and a 38c cup. This spitfire has serious meat on her bones. A fine catch among many. With a unique ability to speak Russian, Greek, Italian and English. Let’s start the bidding at 10k.” says the auctioneer into a microphone. A tiny girl with beautiful curves now sat kneeling upon the floor of the stage. Currently dressed in only a white bra and thong along with black strappy heels. Heavy chains now shackled around both her wrists and her ankles along with a special gag.

Blood soaked the ground like a river. Beyond them, Inayat and the others were cornered. And then she appeared. Nagma. Draped in dark leather armor, her blade curved and poisoned, her movement was like smoke in the wind — silent, swift, and lethal. Her mask fell away, revealing her face. The attendants gasped. Aabroo’s eyes widened. "Nagma?!" one cried. Inayat did not flinch. Nagma laughed coldly. "Too late for realization, women."

Her conscious slowly came and stood quietly. “How are you, Sweet Daughter.” Lady Nagini’s voice was flat. Her face looked at her expressionless. “Thank God you didn’t get lost,” she said. Her expression changed in a blink, she smiled friendly. Renggans didn’t answer. She looked around, remembering the holes in her dream where Lady Nagini came out of the water in a shape of half-snake. But now she found that Lady Nagini was just like a normal woman with fair skin and barefoot. Rengganis saw her exactly like the dream, wearing black kebaya and red scarf. Black clothe with batik motif of three nations.

One warrior suggested. The others had no objections after seeing what the Naga woman can do. One left in a hurry to look for the king’s guards to help them. “I never would have guessed that it was a woman doing all this, and she is alone.” The warrior was shocked. “She is a Naga no less.” Another commented while still watching Nazima fight. “You are looking at the wrong thing, look at the trident in her hand, isn’t that the trident of kings?” they all looked at the trident.

They’re mostly jade-green with white and blue marbling and my skin is burned where the bangles touch my skin. Oh no, I know exactly what this is. Setia taught me about what things are dangerous for a nagata. Nagatas are vulnerable to iron, a flower known as snake's head and a gemstone called serpentine. Iron has the same effect on a nagata as silver does to a mutolupus. Snake's head is poison to my kind; in small doses, it weakens us painfully, in large doses it’s fatal and serpentine can render us as good as human. Even kill us.

"Agent of Darkness? That's a new one. Is that what I'm secretly called around here?" Denitra didn't reply, pulling out a halberd made of Adamantine. Natalia scoffed, finding it funny. The princess donned a Mythril armour sharpened with several magical gems like Adamantine. Her face was still uncovered by the helmet she wore so she could only be identified by her voice. The only thing that annoyed Natalia was that she could not see her face. She looked over at her servants and they grabbed Minister Mori.

She stalked over and picked up a rusty but wicked-looking scythe. Lizzy’s neck felt clammy, and she stepped back. You’re in Wyoming. Not in Lagos. Not now. Never again. Lizzy stared at a familiar-looking weapon. Charlie followed her gaze. “This is a machete. It’s actually an East African panga. I ordered it online.” “Why?” Lizzy said in horror.

-Sapphire’s PoV Nagising ako sa isang napaka lakas na dabog sa mesa kung saan nakahiga ang aking mukha. Nakita ko ang Lady General na bumaril sa akin na nakatayo sa aking harapan kasama nito ang isang lalaking maitim at malaki ang katawan. “Do it now” Utos ng Lady General at agad naman akong binuhusan ng isang baldeng tubig ng lalaking kasama nito.