Lord Noblesse Mga Nobela at Kwento

“A few months ago, I was just another nameless person locked away in prison. Someone from your past you didn’t dare speak about, much less step forward and defend. Now, you find I’m one of the key players at the orphanage you want to support, so you think it might be timely to pour oil over troubled waters to mollify me enough to maintain your reputation in case I spill all to the press about… our little secret affair.” “I don’t care about my reputation,” he ground out with a strange flash of his dark eyes. “It’s my family I’m concerned about. I owe it to the generations of Altavilla e Portanova who have gone before me to act in a manner fitting for a future king.” Ava rolled her eyes at him

“Mauve, listen to me. This isn’t about money. You’re not in danger. Not from us.” “Then what is it? Why tie me up? My family doesn’t have anything you’d want.” Nicholas leaned forward, his gaze locking hers. “Mauve Harrison. You are the next ruler of Elite, the parallel dimension to Earth. I, Nicholas Clarke, will serve as your Eliot. Sephie Scott is your Astral. Our duty is to escort you to Elite, where you will claim your throne.” The words hung heavy in the air. And then Mauve laughed. Sharp, disbelieving, almost hysterical. “That’s the best excuse you could come up with? Ruler of a parallel world? Do you think I’m twelve?”

Christian I observed Dominic's back as he continued looking out of the window. His posture was rigid and I could feel the rage radiating off him. But he remained silent. His beast was something else. Different from everyone else. He wasn't your ordinary werewolf. Well, neither one of us was since we were royalty, but his was something else. And that is the only reason he keeps him at bay and only lets him come out when things need to be dealt with, in his own way. And his way is definitely not a good way. And he has taught me to follow his footsteps. So, yes, I follow his ways. And man do I enjoy them! Call me sick, but yep, torturing your enemies in the worst possible ways that people could

he sighed and went back to his office seat. "There is a law prohibiting Lords of Russia from stepping out of their territory. Their heartlessness training is to the extreme that they made it law that 'No lord of whatsoever is a friend of Russia, and any power that sets foot in Russia only has one outcome, which is death. Although it has an advantage, it also has disadvantages. He is rumored to have given birth to only a daughter who is as beautiful and glowing as the moon, named Finest" he looked at me and smiled. "He is the current Lord of Russia, Overlord Leonardo," he ended, and it took me some time to digest everything he just said.

They occupied the Northern part of our world which was a hub for high ranking nobles. Below the Werewolf King were Four Noble Werewolf families who ruled the North, West, East and South werewolf territories. They were the next in line should the Werewolf King possess no heir. First in line to the throne was the Noble who protected the Northern Region and commanded the King's pack and army. We belonged to the Southern territory that was commanded by Lord Caspien, third in line to the throne. I sometimes thanked the goddess that Gary was not born to nobility. He was simply a normal Beta's son who was still arrogant enough to amass himself a band of loyal guard level werewolves to carry out his

Someone like her. A Half Noble, Half Servile. Her mother is a servile and the father she never knew was a noble. Though her mother said she is not a bastard. She never wants to talk about anything concerning her father. As the name implies, Noble, the nobles are wealthy, rich, spoiled people in their society and were originally descendants of royal kings and queens but as the world advanced there were no kings and queens but politics, president democracy and stuff. High men and women. Celebrities. Doctors. And all those high positions.

"Quickly take that lousy little sword of yours away. Otherwise, don't blame this Exalted for dismembering your body into ten thousand pieces." "Humph, your mouth is really smelly. You haven't brushed your teeth for many years, have you? The knife is already on your neck, but you are still talking nonsense to me?" "What a joke. Do you really think you can hurt me with just a few tricks?" The Lord sneered. If it was merely this, then this Lord would have probably been torn into pieces a long time ago. Which one of them had not climbed up from the bottom? Which one of them hadn't stepped on the corpses of their enemies and enemies to get to where they were today?

“Lass, I’ve done the part of the deal. I’ll make sure that your potential suitors would be practitioners of the word decency.” The old magus chortled. He then counted with his fingers and it stopped at eight before gazing at Lili. “Decent nobles. ‘Pfft’. They exist within the Antacastian nobility, but most of them have weird quirks. Eight of them. That’s all I could do. Are you fine with that?”

Arjun Malhotra ****** Arjun Malhotra, the charming criminal lawyer, who has his own ways to solve his problems. One is his charm and the other, his undeniable love for food. He is the strongest member of the 5 Ace Group, a group whose ultimate aim is to save the ones in need. To be precise he is the knight of not only the group but also his family and not to forget of his precious as well. For him, his friends are his life and his precious is his reason to live.

THE NOBLES who received such an invitation were all dressed up in their own style, following the theme that was indicated in the invitation. They were all high-ranking nobles who are well-known across high society and are regarded as some of the best nobles to ever enter society. They radiated such grandeur and grace that many lower-rank nobility looked up to them. In other words, they are what the majority of people perceive to be a professional. One of these nobles comes from a noble house famed for generating creative individuals, with a generation of their house producing singers and novelists alike, as well as controlling the empire's most prominent newspaper.