Marquess Novels & Stories

Candlelight danced across the red-stained windows, glowing softly as thunder rumbled outside. In the middle of the hall stood a long black table, surrounded by old, tall chairs, each marked with ancient symbols. These chairs had stayed empty for many years. But tonight, all except one were filled. At the head of the table stood Sire Asher, the current master of Nightreign Clan. He did not speak right away. He didn’t need to. The elders knew why they were there. And when the final door sealed shut behind the last to arrive, Asher finally raised his gaze.

She sighed and briefly told Mary what she had encountered that day, from accidentally having gone into arousal to having had a temporary mark from an alpha. Mary was surprised to hear that, she stammered speechless. She tried to stabilize her emotions, then asked again, "The one who marked you is Stella's CEO, Marcus Hofsess, right?" Calantha nodded, "He just temporarily marked." Confused, she asked Marry, “According to what I've learned, beta can't sense pheromones, right? Why did you and the people I met on the road stayed away from me?”

He never failed to remind her every time. Later that day, Alexander was taking a break at his office. His work there was almost finished so he knew that he deserved a break. He was also very famished so he went out of the office and asked a maid to bring food for him. He went back into the office and took a seat on his chair. Mark had come earlier and had left as a result of some acres of land he wanted to survey which was to be allotted to the keep to start a pig farm and breed a rare species of pigs that Mark had brought back from his recent trip to Warwick. The Marquess of Warwick had given Mark the pigs as a token of appreciation when their treaty had been

"Y-y-your majesty? Please do not worry yourself. Allow me to take care of these insignificant worms" "GROWL!!!!!!!" "You will do well to mind the way you speak to my mate female ". The look on the lady's face was almost comical but I dare not laugh. ".........mate?" "Your majesty?!!!" "There is no way you can be mated to a mere human. I am the daughter of the Marquis. I am the highest ranking female in nobility. I have been groomed for years to rule by your side. You have been without a mate for centuries. How could this inferior thing poss-"

“We found her, Marquis. No bigger than a dog, a large-headed demon with tiny eyes in a flat face was reporting to his master. The speech of the demon was difficult, turning human words into gurgling guttural sounds. “Grand Marquis,” Andras corrected. “ And not for long ,” he added to himself. He did not immediately decide which title he liked more, "duke" or "prince", but did not hesitate for a long time and settled on the prince: in this way he would rise above the marquis, and remain far enough from the throne so as not to attract too much attention and continue to live at your pleasure, as befits a demon. - Where's she?

he smiled, “it seems Dia’s reputation precedes me, but perhaps if I say that I am a friend of Bryant Delaquoi, you will feel at ease.” “Bryant? The Marquess’s son?” ‘The one and only.” -Does that make him friend or foe?- -Fuck!- “Hmm, to make it simpler, do you know an Artemus Zenstuji?” “The King of the North?” My eyes widen, and I almost choked on my breathing.

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”

(Paradine) I can see that Aeternum have an easy access to that 2 close territory as both of the were related to Duke Merrica, or perhaps the Murr Territory and also both of those Baron and Marquess does have an Eternity of Alliance and also shared the same ideal as Duke Merrica. “I can see that…good job on that…but what about the other 4 Territory?…well, except for the already locked down Capital land of course…”.

The inscription had read: "Achievement Unlocked."

she said, scornfully. "Thank you for your kindness," they all said in unison, hanging their heads in disappointment and sadness. Shifting to the right, she continued, "This is Mr. Oaksworth." He was tall but his butler uniform was covered in dirt, and his hair looked matted. I again smiled, but he didn't take his eyes off of Grandmama. What did Grandmama do to him?