Noble Maiden Fair Brave Novels & Stories

“I will be taking care of this Nate. For a while, you should mend your wounds. I will be seeking you with Marie with me.” With her pentagram drawn to where Nate is currently standing. The Maiden’s ability is the one more prominent to her rather than the two with the flame of the prince. Marks and activated, sending Nate back to his room, that then slowly calms the storm, along with the lighting and roaring thunder that all along is scarring the mortals that are caught up in anything of this. “DAMN!”

"Was it? Beneath its walls he saw tents of many colors, bright banners cracking in the wind, and knights in mail and plate on barded horses. He smelled roasting meats, and heard the sound of laughter and the blare of heralds' trumpets. A great tourney was about to commence, and champions from all over the land had come to contest it. The king himself was there, with his son the dragon prince. The White Swords had come, to welcome a new brother to their ranks. The storm lord was on hand, and the rose lord as well. The great lion of the rock had quarreled with the king and stayed away, but many of his bannermen and knights attended all the same. The crannogman had never seen such pageantry, an

Thank you so much. Jayden Alexander Krigston, the heir apparent to the Falcovian throne is promised to get married to his childhood love Rosaleigh Isabelle Bloemen, the Crown princess of Orbloem. But fate has other plans... Join Jayden to witness all the ups and downs in his journey to fulfil his NOBLE PROMISE. Is this story meant for a HAPPY ENDING? Keep reading. Copyrights © 2020 by B_Iqbal All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotation in a book review.

He yelped in pain, staggering back like a stray dog that had been kicked, his tough act deflated as he looked up in agony. Up on the balcony stood a fierce young girl with sun-kissed skin and a wild beauty about her. Her black hair was twisted into a bun, pinned with a vibrant flower. She was dressed in a sleek, lake-green top with intricate designs and a black skirt that hugged her curves. Her name was Maird, a Brimese teen with the poise of a flower and the sting of its thorns, especially since she was the one wielding the sleek crossbow that had just taken down the bald thug with ruthless precision. Maird caught the crowd's wide-eyed stares and hoisted his crossbow with a flourish, declar

A bright light came from her chest landing beside her, it slowly flew up making a figure of an animal, a horse to be exact, it was green with eyes that looked like the forests, you would see in Unothra, it had beautiful feathered wings that looked like leaves on a tree, the horse had a respectful stance as it bowed her head, with a neigh. "I haven't seen your familiar in a while," Ophelia states brushing the animal's mane. "Well I didn't have a reason to take her out until now, Marcella can you get her some armour while Mariana and I go to Adrian's realm? Nothing too flashy." The war goddess nods. "Indigo," Adrain whispered making a fairy appear, she had short black hair along with a black

Jamie asked as she greeted the two from the door, extremely shocked and worried as she opened the door to Tristan carrying Raven, the girl just smiles awkwardly and Jamie immediately looks at Tristan who immediately furrowed his eyebrows "What? I didn't do this, I'm not someone who would hurt a girl, let alone the girl who works for me" Tristan argues before Jamie could even speak and she immediately turns her gaze back to Raven "I'll get you an ice pack" Jamie says and heads straight to the kitchen while Tristan entered, going straight to Raven's room and setting her down onto the bed "Now you've got a bruise on your face... Tsk..." Tristan grumbles as he steps away from the girl, Raven cou

The yellow mud slurry was like a wall, crashing down and blanketing everything in its path. Tyler used all the strength in his body to fling me out. By the time I could lift my head, I saw Tyler standing on the exact spot where I had been just now. The mud slurry had already submerged his calves. "Tyler!" He glanced back at me. Through that one brief glance, I saw something in it that I had never seen before. He flashed a smile at me. "Cleo, have I managed to teach you to be brave for once?" My eyes stung.

I couldn’t tell. “Well, I think that’s cute,” Mona said, completely oblivious to what I was doing to her sons. Mama, however, looked suspicious. I just flashed her an innocent smile and she sighed. “Strong-willed girls become strong women,” Mona added. “She’s certainly something,” Silas murmured, his eyes locked on mine now, dark and promising ruin later. The careful control in his voice was starting to crack, and I knew I was winning. That’s right, don’t mess with Lucias Andramos.

Her eyes narrowed, making it painfully clear she had no interest in whatever I might say. I swallowed hard, fighting the tremor in my throat, and met her gaze with pleading eyes. “Ma’am, please,” I begged, my voice soft yet urgent with sincerity. “Before you close the door, I implore you—give me just one chance to make it up to you, to earn my way back into your good graces and claim even the smallest place in your heart. I am willing to follow your every desire, no matter what it may be. Only please, do not ruin my reputation or my dignity. I am nothing more than a humble maid who dreams of a peaceful life. Tell me what you want from me, and I will obey without hesitation or complaint.”

Elsie Jacob’s hand was still clamped around my wrist when I saw Lena storm toward Zaza. Her face was white with rage, eyes glittering like glass about to break. I could hear their voices even from across the patio, sharp, slicing through the music that no one was really listening to anymore. “I cannot believe him,” Lena hissed. “He just broke a senator’s son’s nose because of her! What’s so special about that girl?” Zaza stood perfectly still, her expression unreadable, her champagne glass hanging loosely from her fingers. “She’s pretty,” she said simply.