Noble House Novel Novels & Stories

"Actually, I'm pretty grateful you took her off my hands." Lily's face darkened instantly. John's expression tightened as he took a deep breath, forcing a smile. "Lily's no burden. She bought me that million-dollar house without me spending a dime! But I should thank you for being so generous, letting your wife spend money on me." His words made everyone gasp. John was Lily's boyfriend of eight years, while I was her husband even by law. Everyone present knew the complicated situation between us, and they also knew how John's house had come to be. Nonetheless, no one had dared to bring it out into the open.

I said simply. She followed without a word. We stepped inside. Our footsteps echoed on the marble floor. Sera stayed close, quiet, but her eyes took in the silence, the symmetry, the too-perfect edges. This place looked like it belonged to people who haven’t slept in years. I tightened my grip on her hand. “This way.” I led her up the stairs and down a narrow corridor to the very back of the house. The family reading room. I opened the cherrywood door slowly. Warm light filled the room, bouncing off framed photos of Vance ancestors staring down at us from the walls. Old eyes, full of judgment.

Maybe not as much as her husband, judging by the way Grant handled him in contrast to how the women were relating. I filed that piece of information into my bank of information that might be useful later. Nova led the way through the warm colored corridors that felt like luxury and home at the same time. She stopped in front of a room and opened it with a key. The door opened to reveal one of the largest and most royal rooms I'd ever seen. It was all purple with royal accents and hints of royalty like crown designs and golden curtains. And oh my god, the bed. The bed was even more beautiful than the one in Ivin's house.

Third-person POV Kaylee locked the door and sauntered toward the bed where the half-naked man lay. Her red stilettos made her presence known in the room as they made contact with the smooth floor. Adam grinned mischievously at the beauty that stood in front of him. His trousers were discarded in a corner a while back before she arrived. She was as beautiful as the cardboard cut-out he was shown when he picked her. No doubt she was the sexiest in the whore house.

He looked Nina up and down again, and this woman was different. After meeting with Grandpa, Nathan and Nina immediately returned to New York to continue their work routine. "Nathany ..." Nina called softly, Nathan nodded and was ready to listen. "How did you know that Dad was a descendant of nobility?" Nina asked the question that had been bothering her. To hear his wife's question, Nathan chuckled; he was saying it because, from her appearance, Nina represented noble blood. "That's it, darling. It's okay, grandpa," Nathan coaxed as he put his arm around his wife. Nina was silent, but she fully trusted the man who had become her husband.

Since she was already here, she had to first take a good look at the scenery here, and then tell Adeline tomorrow. "President, your house is so big that it reminds me of a house with a history of 90 years. At that time, the house should be about the same as yours!" "Look at the Nolan family's house. Look at the house I rented now. It can't even compare with the Nolan family's servants' house. This person is really infuriating!" Chloe sighed deeply in her heart. This was the difference between the poor and the madam. "Why are you sighing?"

Now I knew he'd been bleeding me dry for Riley Anderson, his childhood sweetheart. "I want to refinance the house, too," he added. I stopped what I was doing, my hands frozen in the sink, and turned to stare straight at him. "You really want your four three-year-old sons to end up homeless?" This house wasn't much, just a small three-bedroom, but it was ours—the one we'd fought for, saved for, and sacrificed for. The mortgage wasn't even close to being paid off. His name was on the deed because when we first bought it, I had been out of town on business. He'd told me it would be easier that way, with him making the payments.

We are returning to Italy, Nicole replied adamantly, "Baby? Don't leave me okay?" "I will never leave my mama alone." Athena Zale's response makes Nicole breath. They returned home. They are on the Zamora family manor. Her daughter is aware of her and the circumstances. The maid greets them. They assist them with their belongings. They had no idea, but returning made them feel even stranger. Her daughter questioned, "Mama, is this your old house?" Yes, baby, she answered. They entered her room, but she was astonished to see that it had changed. Now it appears to be trash. Nicole turns to face her child.

Frail, emaciated and timid. The carriage came to a halt beside the short fence that surrounded the grand townhouse. From the look of things, we were located at the grand side of Blood Moon. Most of the houses in the neighbour-hood had a touch of eliteness to them, except this house seemed to be the largest and most beautiful one amongst them. The gate opened and the carriage rode into the compound dragging us along. I looked up to see the words ‘ASHWORTH HOUSE’ etched into the façade above the entrance. Ashworth? This lady belonged to the Beta-blooded family? The footman opened the carriage door, letting Lady Nova out of it and ushering her into the house. Lucius alighted the carriage as wel

~Aven Eryk wasn’t able to find the familiar girl, and shortly after eating, we returned back to the city, this time delving into the depths of it. The Noble’s estate is right in the centre of the city, looking completely out of place. A dark, wrought iron fence stretches around the perimeter, encapsulating a large formal lawn with the manor right in the centre. Stace notes, as we enter through the front gate guarded by two tall individual’s who stare us down through the carriage windows as we pass, that most of the Noble’s live elsewhere, yet convene on this property often.