Monarch Arcadia 소설 & 이야기

Weeks after the crazy reveal about Andrea and Gryphon’s wedding, Andrea made another loud sound when VNVS announced their new line of watches a day before Monarch could announce theirs. It’s just that… VNVS was not planning to compete with Monarch head-on this time. After all, VNVS’s new line was set to cater to the middle class.

It molds us into the wolves the Goddess meant us to be. And because so many of us are still unmated, the nightlife here is popping. Our parents designed Arcadia with us in mind—modeled after Paris, Rome, New York, and Berlin. They knew we’d need a release after the intensity of training. So they gave us everything: clubs of every kind (BDSM, dance, strip, comedy), global cuisine, skateparks, courts, pools. You name it, it’s here.

Lydia was speechless. What could be more expensive than that? Paradise One had three buildings and was located at the mountainside. Only the extraordinarily rich could afford it. One was sold for 240 million dollars, much more than the Millers' total assets. How could a bumpkin with nothing live there? She did not want to continue the conversation with that braggart who was full of nonsense. "Grandpa will make a special request later. I'll give you 15,000 dollars if you refuse him," Lydia said.

"What is this?" "This is our real new palace, my Empress," Adrian rumbled, his large hands coming up to cup her face, his thumbs smoothing over her porcelain cheekbones with an exquisite, breathtaking tenderness. "I had a team of world-class architects design it over the past month. It’s a private coastal estate on the cliffs of upstate New York, completely isolated, completely secure. It has an architectural grid designed specifically to your tastes, a full playground infrastructure for Hayes, and a private sanctuary for you. The tower in the city is for the business. This... this is for our life."

And if my memory served me right, Monarch Park was a project developed by the Blackthorne Group in recent years under Lucien’s leadership. As I drove closer, the gates opened automatically. I steered into the driveway without hesitation. My view widened to reveal tall cypress trees lined in perfect rows along the driveway, a well-maintained garden, a reflecting pool shimmering beneath the sun, and a sprawling villa built from glass and stone. The place screamed wealth. Near the entrance steps stood a man in a tailored suit. By the time I parked, he had already walked over, a warm yet professional smile on his face.

With that brief response, Wikkan nodded again and went toward the unconscious Jenson. After some inspection, he opened the bag strapped to his waist and took out a parasite monarch he’d been rearing for years. On its abdomen were countless little eggs, disgusting and vile to look at. The parasite monarch was as big as a baby’s fist. Its entire body was dark brown, but its head was bright red. Golden patterns could be seen on its body. With a pair of long antennas, it was as thick as a finger, and possessed a long spiky tail as well as a mouthful of sharp teeth.

She hadn't seen much of Adryan too after their pack tour her first day, when she asked Violet about it, who gave her a sly smile in reply but said that he was busy preparing for something which was supposed to happen soon. Jade has found solitude in the outdoor balcony Adryan's house had. The balcony was made up of wood, like the rest of the house. This part of the balcony had a feminine touch to it, with small plant pots here and there, with flower. She wondered if it was Adryan's idea or maybe someone else's...like Adeena?, Jade immediately shakes her head, no, she wasn't going to go there yet now that the thought had entered her mind, she was curious.