Marquess Novels & Stories

If not for the limitations of the rules of this world, one or two of them might have even entered the realm of the other shore! Facing these five marquises a half-step to the other shore, Cooper had no chance of winning! However, this did not mean that Cooper was afraid! They were outdated people of the last era! He panicked, but a chill flashed in his eyes. He bowed slightly and said, “I didn’t expect to meet the five marquises. I’m Cooper Berry, the current deputy consul of the Nonagon. It’s a pleasure to meet the five marquises.” Hmph!

Princess Becky–” “Daddy, what’s a mark…mar-quss?” I chuckled softly. “A Marquees? Usually a duke’s eldest son uses one of the duke’s senior titles. Sometimes it’s a marquees, or possibly earl or viscount, but in this case, I chose Marquees.” “You’re so smart, Daddy.” I offered her a smile. “I’ll teach you all about that world and how it works if you want.” “I do!” “We can start in the morning. Now, back to our story, princess, because you really do need to go to bed so you get up for school on time.”

CASSANDRA POV "Mom, please don't make me go," I whined, slowly getting up from my bed. Unfortunately, today was the day of my engagement which I was not looking forward to, considering I'm engaged to the one and only Alessandro Russo. Alessandro and I met a couple of years back and from what I saw, he was extremely ruthless and quite insane. However, since my father passed away, I had to get married to secure a male leader for our mafia - a worthy successor.

I had no other choice, but to accept the offer, mara wasn't a good friend to begin with but if she's willing to help me, I'm sure she isn't a bad person . Mara rode out to call the maid, the maid walks into my bedroom getting me ready for bed, it was a vip treatment and as much as I love getting those, something is most definitely wrong with Elijah!. And my instincts tells me Alyssa has something to do with it.

Once I sat down, she asked, "So, who are you? By your pink eyes, I know you're not just some common noble." "Well, my name's Sasha Laseus." "I don't remember you being a part of my family." "I recently married Terry. I'm from the Hastus family." "You married Terry?" "Yes, that's why I was surprised you didn't know who I was. I invited the Marquis to the wedding, but he was too busy to attend. I thought he would have told you since the invitation was also for you." The Marchioness looked unhappy as she answered, "No, he didn't tell me...! I'll have to have words with him later. I'm sorry I missed the wedding. How long ago was it?"

The Marquess looked at Tori and Sabina with approval, "It is a shame that my son, Ed, is not here. But perhaps you will bump into each other once you're in the academy already." "I look forward to it." The Duke interfered oddly with their topic. "I'll lead the way to my office, Marquess Zoliel. Victoria, Sabina, you can go back now." Tori thought her father would push the thought of friendship between Marquess Zoliel's heir apparent to her, a daughter of Rozenreff Dukedom.

The Second Prince clenched his fist when he saw this. Stephanie Vera de Arrazola. Out of all the five siblings, she, who was the only female in the sibling, inherited the title of Marquis of Arrazola. Moreover, she was also one of the most powerful swordmasters in the Larin Continent. But what the Second Prince hated the most of the Marquis of Arrazola was that she was in the Neutral Party. He tried so hard to entice her to support her faction but the answer he got was:

"You should see him." My boyfriend let out a loud string of curses, and opened up his closet with a bang. I flinched. "What's wrong?" "Nothing." He answered. "Don't step out of this room." "Why? Who's Jace Ivankshov?" "The Russian Underboss." Mariano changed swiftly into a white shirt and black pants. I watched his muscles flex as he dressed. "What is he doing here?" I questioned softly. "Aren't you, like, enemies?"

I knew everything that went on with the elite. Not anymore, though. After my father was arrested for embezzlement and all our assets seized, I lost all my friends. That meant they weren’t my friends in the first place. “Let’s see, “ I said as I typed his name. However, the search came up empty. There were no listings of a company or any business under his name. I furrowed my eyebrows wondering if what I experienced that morning really happened. The man was wearing Armani and driving a Rolls Royce. He had to have a company somewhere. When I searched the name Markos alone, the search results showed a bunch of people I had never seen before. I gave up and closed my laptop.

“Or have you forgotten that my fiancée and your future queen is a necromancer too?” The marquis pursed his lips, still wanting to say something, but not so eagerly now. “This is Trant, Marquis Dellsan,” his majesty introduced the grumbler. “Our honored Marshal. He can sometimes be harsh. Old school, you know.” “That’s okay,” Reive answered calmly, throwing a pickled prawn into his mouth. “Everyone has the right to his own opinion. Even if he’s wrong.” The marshal looked about to choke. The king laughed so loudly soon all the table erupted with snickers, following his example.