Novel & Cerita Lords Lady

"Are you sure, my lord? You already have 23 mistresses. Perhaps you would like to give this Lady Anna to Jean to marry." "No need. Jean doesn't like women. I know. He's in love with Erwin. Tell me, have you ever seen the Lady Anna?" "She's... the girl that stripped naked in public and shared her blood with the commoner days ago. Rumor has it that she was a witch. It would be unwise for you to make her your mistress." Lord Gardier smiled instead. "That girl... is very beautiful.” “A poisonous beauty.”

The lady asked as she stood by the door, staring back at Loverina. “Yeah, but who are you?” Loverina asked as she sat properly on the bed and scanned the lady. She was beautiful and her choice of outfit was excellent. Her dark straight hair rested on her shoulders and Loverina began to wonder if the lady was another person Jayden played with. Unlike Loverina, the lady had big firmed boobs and her lashes were long. Jayden really had a good taste at picking ladies.

Lily’s POV I looked up at Lord Darkwood and his eyes were still fixated on me. He looked between Grayson and the house, before finally resting his eyes on me. Are we really just going to engage in this weird eye contest “Who are you?” Lord Darkwood asked. “I am Lady Sunburgh and I have come from overseas.” “Mistwood Creek surely is as the news spreads”. I commented in between aged wheezing to compliment my disguise. “I see”. Lord Darkwood replied.

But I’ll do just about anything to convince her of my sincerity, as she holds the life of my wife and children in her hands. “It’s a deal then,” Dora replies with an evil smile, “I can’t wait to introduce you to Lady Lafayette. Now SHE is something else. She has money, and descends from one of the most powerful packs in history. A brilliant mind, and a raven-haired beauty.” “Isn’t she already married,” I ask her, more to keep her talking white I figure out some way out of this than anything else, “I thought there was some scandal about her.”

Mama walked in to welcome my only guests. “Thank you for inviting us, Lady Myra Kentworthry.” Pyke bowed politely. I was not used to my friends would do such things, but they were born with a golden spoon and were undoubtedly aware of the etiquette. “Just Myra, dear. Anything for my boy.” After the short introduction, Mama excused herself to entertain her guests. “Enjoy the party.” “Look who finally showed up. If it’s not Ellery Forrest Keighley Kentworthry, himself.” A slow clap had us turn to our right.

"Dating history. We're supposed to know each other, right? So tell me. Who's the vampire lord's son been seeing?" Something shifted in his expression. The faintest flicker of amusement surfacing through the usual coldness. "All vampires, of course." He named three. Celeste, Adriana, Vivienne. Schools I'd never heard of, names that sounded old and expensive. Noble house daughters, probably. Girls who belonged in his world the way I never would. I pushed harder. I wanted to make him uncomfortable the way he'd made me. "And did you sleep with them?" He didn't flinch. Didn't hesitate. Didn't even blink.

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

The corner of her lips turned up, forming a malicious smirk. "So this is the princess she-wolf everyone is talking about?" my mate's mistress finally spoke, raising her hand with her fingers cupping her chin. "I am delighted to make your acquaintance, Your Highness." "And you are?" I asked, ignoring her mockery. "I am new here. Hardly had time to familiarize myself with anyone." "Oh, dear." She smiled softly, but it didn't hide the irritation she bore, "You will be seeing me a lot. I am Lady Lyanna, His Majesty's mistress."

" A surge of bitterness rose in my chest. I lowered my eyes and shook my head, saying I didn't know. Then I handed her baked cookies and asked about the conditions for breaking the blood pact, as it was the real reason I'd come early. She'd broken a pact before and now served a second lord. When I suddenly brought up breaking the pact, my bloodslave colleague wanted to ask more, but seeing the wounds on my arms, she held back. Finally, she just rubbed my shoulder knowingly and told me everything she knew. After saying goodbye, I quit my platform duty job and returned to the castle in the thick night. As I pushed open the door, something felt wrong. Clothes littered the floor, and there were

But the shape of her body…it was something he constantly sees in Shamrock. Yet, there was another female figure. Her hair was identical to the all-red lady. The only difference is that this woman was in all black apparel. Black and red—those ladies might be indulged in something; in a serious discussion, to be precise. He spotted the head of a fallen English werewolf spiked in a long iron spear situated at the middle—in between the black lady and the red lady. “I have missed you, daughter,” the lady in black muttered. Dorrien could clearly hear due to his werewolf senses but not vividly see as he was a few feet away from those creatures.