Noble Houses Got Novels & Stories

"And you're one of them?" "As you can see what happened after the war, most of the old royalties are back to rule their former empires. Europe is now ruled by the House of Hanover, the House of Hapsburg, and the House of Bernadotte. Royalties feel entitled to rule the world. It's been that way since the beginning of time if you haven't noticed. They believe they were the direct descendants of the superior race. Think about it. If they were just normal humans, what gave them the power to control others?"

The reason why he still stayed here was that the house he lived was passed down from his ancestors. 00The title of nobility had been hereditary since the last century, and it had lasted until now. 00He inherited the title of nobility and was responsible for guarding the glory of the Muhuang Family and the huge sum of property accumulated by his ancestors. 00There was once a rumor that Muta searched for the property accumulated by his family, which was rich enough to rival a country. 00As time went by, the city developed to the south bank of the river. The further south it went, the more prosperous it became. The houses left on the north bank were all preserved by the big families.

"Dad, I'm married. And before you all will get mad, you all should hear me out first." Nathan said. Mr. Clemon couldn't believe his ears. "What's there to listen to? Who did you get married to?" He asked. "Dad, I don't think you might remember who she is." Nathan replied. "What do you mean by that? Is she from any of the reclusive families?" Mrs. Clemon asked. Although the four great families had immerse influence and wealth, there was also the reclusive families. They were two families with elite members in every sector. Although they have wealth and power, they were second to the four big and powerful families.

He wished that he would have the opportunity to contact the house of gold so that they can do want they did earlier to their household giving him the opportunity to aspire for the throne once more, he thought having a little hopeful look on his face, but the old cargo but young looking ruling family members didn't bother him, the reason they were so calm was not because they have seen the male's plan earlier but because of the house that was backing them, they have lived long enough to know some secrets and they knew why no other households have bothered them so far. It was because of one of the top three household that was protecting them, the house of beauty.

The more records we reviewed, the less interested we became in continuing that tradition. Most of the ancient noble houses no longer existed. Some had died. Others had fractured. A few had simply become irrelevant. The Void was rebuilding. That meant we had a choice. And for once— We chose differently. The new nobles would not be selected by blood. They would be selected by ability. The decision caused outrage among exactly three people. Everyone else loved it. The former merchant who had organized an entire settlement after awakening? Noble. The woman who had coordinated food distribution across three districts?

I was glad she had someone who loved her so much. “This morning, I received a message from three of the noble houses,” I started, looking her in the eyes. “They are requesting a meeting with me.” “A meeting?“ Her focus sharpened when she heard about the noble families. “What do they want with you? I mean, I don't think it's just a meeting.” “And they claimed something interesting,” Ryan prompted, while watching me carefully. His arms were still folded in front of his chest, as he continued. “Isn't it right, Prince Andrew? They said something about war.”

I knew better than most how a majority of the Noble houses felt about the mere thought of anything that could potentially ruin their centuries-old mentalities of control and oppression. People like the High House of Venmer. I found myself deeply touched by Violet’s concern for my issue when it came to dealing with the old ancient family. Yes, their geographic position gave them a significant amount of leverage over the public. No one wanted to think about the possible chance of a vampire infestation. Which, unfortunately, meant that he would need to schedule some kind of meeting with the irritating group to work something out. It wasn’t going to be easy. Within the next few hours, the whole

°Sabrina Hayden° ~PAST~ Ever since I could remember, I was taught how to be a good wife for my future husband. Our family was of the noble households I always treated like that, groomed to be perfect wives of the leaders. The biggest and most influential families were marrying each other to ensure power and also pure bloodline. Most of the influenced families owned the biggest and most successful companies, the leaders were owners and CEOs of those companies and their wives were by their side, taking care of them to help them stay successful and powerful.

Only pure-blood vampire families deserved to have a noble title. Until recently, there used to be five noble, pure-blood vampire families. Of course, after the annihilation of the Adragnas, the noble families were down to four. The noble family was allowed to keep the title, as long as there was at least one pure-blood member living in the family. The Grimoards were currently down to three family members. Two of them were pure-bloods: King Mael and Princess Elora, and there was also a half-blood, Prince Kanan, who resembled more of a human than a vampire. After the assassination of the former Duke and Duchess, the Calvet name was held by only two members: Sariel and his sister, Dominique. Th

Over time, the noble system has completely faded away. But the power and wealth they passed down from generation to generation did not disappear at all. In fact, it grew every time a new ruler came to the throne.The Malion family is one of the oldest Werewolf noble families in Guivor. Leaders of the Pureblood pack since centuries ago, until now their power was still dominating. The morning sun peeked through the wispy clouds that were the color of lavender fields, casting a splash of rosegold on Guivor, which lay like a fairytale city in a masterpiece painting.