Lords Lady Novels & Stories

"And who is this pretty woman?" "Oh," I grasped Linda's shoulders. "This is Linda, my friend." Hector nodded and arched his back at the woman. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Linda." Linda was shook. I couldn't even feel the woman breathing. She just stood there, wide-eyed-stunned that the Alpha had acknowledged her presence. "O-Oh..." she smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Lord Dreyar. I am Lady Vermillion's humble servant."

With her wedding approaching, she became the center of attention. Whenever people spoke about me now, they simply shook their heads. “Lady Leanora… What a waste of her title as the Royal City’s finest noble lady.” “Exactly. She’s beautiful, elegant, educated, and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, with a sister like that beside her, what can she offer?” One day, Rosalind cornered me in the study and pressed her hand down on my brush.

“I hear there is a troublemaker among this crop of maidens, she has to be careful or she won’t be selected and you will have to dump her in the Royal harem.” a tall slender blonde young man said as he lay sprawled on a seat chugging down some wine in a gold chalice.

Damien's mother said, as she pulled Damien outside the door, leaving me and the five maids alone. I remained my chin high, and said in a gentle tone, "Why don't we introduce ourselves first? Greetings ladies, my name is Charlotte Hayes." "That last name won't last though," the 2nd maid said, a cheesy joke coming out from her mouth. Three of them started laughing, like a giggle.

At least, now that she is going to get trained into a strong woman, she also needs to come up with tactics to find the people holding her Mom captive. Lord Ray teleported himself into the dark corridor that led to the meeting hall. He guessed that the Elders of the Volturi could be there and his guess was right. Just as he entered, everyone raised their brows in curiosity. A gaspe nearly escaped from Lyla's lip on seeing her dream prince enter inside. Her eyes also teared up because she was darn worried about him. She just wished that she had the right to ask him where he had been all this while. "Welcome back, My Lord." They all said in unison.

George muttered, but was ignored, as Lady Stewart spoke. "Oh, Mrs. Montcraven, Fitzwilliam Darcy has ever been his own man; like you, he has always known what he wanted. He simply has a different set of standards. Which reminds me, I have not yet asked you about your latest acquisition." Maria raised an eyebrow. "Do you mean to my stables?" she asked. Lady Stewart smiled disingenuously. "Of course. It was a stud, was it not?" Maria frowned. "No, a gelding."

My father has allowed me to see him for two weeks in a row, and I adore him. Fresh. Do you realize how many wives your hubby has? My first lady, yes. How many women does he have, and do you know any of them? Yes, Prof Mayfair Boating, Prof Rosaline Derek, Lydia, Nora, Nancy, Beauty 1 Beauty 2 and Beauty 3, Jeeta, and the almighty My First Lady, Angel Barbara. All the ladies look up to you because you lead them. I would not be an exception to my professor.

Jasmin has a petite body built, not so slim nor chubby, as ample amount of flesh in her body which made it looks perfect and curvy. Inside the bedroom of Lady Butler on the main floor of the mansion, not aware of what was happening outside her room, she continued undressing. She was slightly facing the door which gave the Man at the door a good view of her. She reached back to unhooked her bra, then came off exposing her two lovely firmed breasts bouncing and proudly protruding into the wide amazed peeping tom's eyes at the door.

"Sir it's the Lance's." "Oh my god! When are they going to stop stealing our customers and investors?" "Sir it's his wife sir. Mrs. Elisa Lance. Heard she's a very powerful woman sir. She doesn't stop unless she get what she wants." "Does that mean she'll just steal our customers like that? You said they're not in the country at the moment so when are they coming back?" "Next month sir." "Schedule a meeting with the Lances. I'd like to meet them in person."

He expressed coldly and left the poor lady alone. She hold the hem of the dress filled with sadness. Lady Gila Splauding, a lady in her early 20's, considered the most beautiful noble lady in the kingdom, daughter of Maverick Splauding, prince George favourite cousin, engaged to the powerful dread Lord Simon Sebastian. But right now, that is all it will ever be. When exactly will he consider her to be his future wife? When will he fall for her? Those thoughts filled her with pain and despair, when? But one thing is certain, she won't give up.