Noblesse: Beginning Of Destruction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I exhaled the smoke and said, “The only place meant for traitors and thieves is six feet in the ground.” I walked to the window, staring down at the lighted city. The door opened and Alessandro was ushered in by my boys. “Hey bro,” Alessandro greeted as we exchanged pleasantries before we both sat down. “Sandro.” I said, returning the gesture causally. He grabbed the whiskey on the table and poured himself a drink. Alessandro and I have come a very long way and have been close friends because of his loyalty. “I think we should celebrate you successfully taking down your enemy,” he said, raising his glass to a toast.

CHAPTER NINETEEN * * Rene remains glued to the spacious bed inside the tent; the polluting noise outside has died down, and everywhere is now quiet. Most of the nobles were killed; only some were spared to become slaves. Eren may even be dead too, Rene thinks. All the royal bloodlines were used as sacrifice, the barbarians burning them as offerings; their torture methods were grotesque, and stomach-churning. Even though Rene shares no love lust with his brothers, seeing Aston die so cruelly had shaken up something within him, the crawling web of petrification so deeply woven in his chest.

I stopped crying after several hours and JD stayed with me the whole time. Before long, the day finally ended. This marked the end of whatever illusion I had of ever being with Adrian and the end of The Decadence of The Fallen as well. We were a band no more after that and the girl who once fell for the "Ice Prince" had given up on trying to melt his frozen heart.

she asked and he had this surprise look on his face “So you haven’t heard?” he said “Heard what?” she asked “Angels descended from the sky today at central bank and killed everybody they had a serious fight and destroyed a lot of places and it extended to Lekki and some people died, even now they are on 3rd mainland bridge still fighting. This only means that the world has ended and we are all doomed” he said and walked away

“You are worthless.” When I was nine, my mother said words that affected my whole life. It was the first time I have heard of those words, but I’m sure they aren’t nice. After learning what those words meant, I worked hard to find my worth. In this world, humans are divided into three classes: the nobility, the clergy, and the peasants. My family belongs to the noble lineage of Timmerhaus, an honorable clan made by outstanding instructors and philosophers. Count Seloriett Moroan Timmerhaus. The esteemed head of the house, who excels in hunting and agriculture. He unified the ideas of Eastern Lorelei and the Empire of Marluke to create an excellent farming culture.

His drink lifted to his lips and suddenly he looked extremely seductive. "N-Nobles?" Alexis asked, her face flushed a bit. She received a smile. "Correct." "I think we shouldn't worry about them yet." The king lifted a brow at this, asking for an explanation, "we should start at the bottom and make our way up. After all, nobles were once of common blood. We start at the roots!" She smiled in a way a dog might when it did something good.

HADEON'S POV: I stare into the night sky. The twinkling stars are void of all beauty to me. Everything is plain and bare. Beauty and goodness will always be tainted by something evil. Beauty is stripped by sickness. Life is no more by death. All good things must come to an end, then evil shall triumph and I shall be the cause. I shall rule and all will bow before me. I must be patient however, my plan will succeed. For no one can defeat me.

She'd provide them, of course—information was the only currency she possessed in quantities sufficient to purchase the restoration they'd promised. Some prices were worth paying, even if you didn't fully understand what you'd purchased until the consequences came home to roost. The underground meeting was over, but the real work was just beginning. And somewhere across the western kingdoms, in modest lodgings and reduced circumstances, forty desperate nobles began planning the downfall of the empire that had been built on their collective ruin. Let him sail east in pursuit of his lost love, Vionna thought as she unlocked her door. He'll find a very different kingdom waiting when he tries to

What is the difference among him and a dead one? Nobility is generally worthless before brutal life. In order to fix her dad, to sell her own body, which is presently not unadulterated, isn't a misfortune! Her honesty was already annihilated around evening time by that obscure man. What is the distinction between losing her body once and multiple times?

Following his gaze everyone around the table grimaced. "I just don't believe in unnecessary death." Nerissa harrumphed. "Who says it's not necessary? We're not talking the execution of some random women and children. We're talking about the people who're the prime reason your city fell in a single night. They've lived lording over their subjects for thousands of years without remorse. Their ambitions and actions only getting worse and worse over time." Christopher argued his voice cold. The mask may hide his face but it did nothing hiding his feelings as he spoke. And if there was one thing evident at this very moment. He loathed the nobility.