Marquess Novels & Stories

Most marquises held third-rank titles, and even then, they usually started at the lower tier of that rank, except in rare cases of extraordinary merit. When Sebastian and Selena's father, Thomas, was made Marquis of Whitgrave for his brilliant military exploits, he had been elevated to the second rank. Even then, he still started at its lower tier. But today, Sebastian's own title as Marquis of Northwatch was full second rank, a distinction that broke with tradition. As Sally said, it was truly unprecedented, the very first of its kind. Such a title certainly justified marrying a princess of Dawnmere.

He said as he paused to know if I'm following. "They found out that day from a witch, that you’re the second chance mate of the exile alpha King who has been damned to eternal life till he finds his second chance mate. It didn't come as a surprise since he already marked you, what came as a surprise is the prophesy backing the marking that kept everyone on their toes". Prophesy, I remembered Jasper saying something like that. "The words are; "A child is born marked by a cursed It arrival is to redeem the cursed The cursed will be redeem and it lost glory will be restored,

“If that is the case, then as a friend to you, Marquess, I should also inform you of a rumor I heard concerning you.” Marquess turned and faced Alicia, face filled with worries of the unknown. “…Rumor? Of what…?” “I came to the knowledge that Marquis Pless has built up quite a number of debt due to his gambling… high enough to the point where the mansion can be taken at any time.” Marquess Pless’ mouth turned to a full circle. Momentarily stunTed, her face grew gravely pale. “Wh… what are you saying? Where did you hear such a strange rumor…?”

She huffed haughtily “I must pay a visit to the chamber of trade and property settlements to see if I have been scammed.” “Husband, please call on the Marquess of Amberton to help me look into this fraudulent sale of property.” Mira started spouting nonsense putting on a high air. She was betting the Sleghs station was below that of Marquess of Amberton. She had no idea that Marquess of Amberton was heir to one of the four grand duchies, high above any Duke in the land, only slightly below his father, the Duke and the King. “Marquess of Amberton??” Cole frowned “The

I state gesturing towards the seat in front of my desk. “Thank you Alpha.” Marques responds taking the seat, his eyes not leaving mine. His power was strong for a merman. Most wouldn’t be able to look me in the eyes. I had known Marques for a long time, but I didn’t know his background. Could he be from one of the founding families, descended from the original shifters?

It scared her. If the Duke decided to offend Marquis Adamantine, even he won't come out unccathed. He was the only Grand Duke of the Kingdom and the man that was next to him in terms of power was Marquis Adamantine. Since the Duke was so detached from the other nobles, the marquis rallied them under his banner, building a force so powerful that even the king was intimidated. The force of the Grand Duke and the Marquis kept the Royals in check.

Elias, however, couldn’t help but stare at him in astonishment. “You… just who are you? No ordinary butler could pull off what you just did,” Elias said, his tone a mix of awe and suspicion. Marcellus let out a low chuckle and patted Mark’s shoulder. “Mark was a former Special Forces captain. He’s been with me for years. Do you think I’d come here with just the three of us otherwise?” Elias fell silent, his gaze lingering on Mark with newfound respect, marveling at the hidden depths of the unassuming butler.

It lived in the space between us like a scar. “The second you give in,” I continued, voice low, “everything you are… everything you want… ends up under someone else’s control. And I know you, Marcellus. You carry a strong name, one that refuses submission. You are not just going to fall into a ceremony simply because it is a requirement for you to do.” He was silent now.

Justin laughed heartily as he returned the handshake. Alex turned toward Anna. "This is Joanna, my wife." Anna offered a graceful bow. Marquess Justin smiled warmly. "You certainly have an excellent eye for choosing a wife, Your Majesty." He chuckled. "Her Majesty is beautiful as the rumors." Alex then led the marquess and his family toward the palace. The marchioness and her daughter quietly looked Anna from head to toe.

He speaks English, the Greek god speak English. “I'm really sorry, but I was not checking you out in anyway” I quickly composed myself and internally hit my head on an invisible wall so I’ll die to avoid this embarrassment. “It's written all over your face” I just embarrassed myself. “Im Michael and you are?” He stretched his hand out for a handshake and I quickly took it “I'm Vanessa” I replied “I know you're Vanessa Decruz, fiancee of the great one and only Arab prince, Richard Amaan”