Novel & Cerita Noblesse Frankenstein

“Willie, what’s the matter with you? Why do you look so distressed?” “Mom… That b*tch’s mother is a member of a noble family known as the de Armas.” Leila looked shocked. “What are you talking about?” Willow grabbed her mother’s hand agitatedly and recounted what happened earlier today. Leila was even more shocked than her. She even picked up the bracelet that Willow was wearing and took a glance at it. ‘Mr. Lucas actually thought Willow was Marina’s daughter just because of Marina’s bracelet! ‘D*mn! That b*tch turns out to be a noblewoman! She’s a member of the nobility of Stoslo, which is also related to the royal family. That’s something that the Vanderbilts can never compete with in this

He was rubbing his temple before he took a deep breath and looked at the marquis. "Do you know how Aiden and how Arabella was able to wed him?" Nick asked Ian as he was arching his eyebrow at the marquis. Ian shook his head. "It's because Aiden was converted and to think that if a male can be converted—" "Why can't a female? I see your point, Nick, but are you willing to lose her if anything—" Everything went by so fast that the papers were off from the table as Nick was glaring at Ian. The marquis knew not to provoke the Duke of Belikov for he was the strongest Vampyre in their ranks.

I held it between my fingers, as if Ursula's energy was still within it, and that’s when I noticed a folded note with my name written in her hurried handwriting. I took a deep breath, feeling a sharp pain in my chest, and opened the note. The letter started directly, without preamble, as if she knew time was against her: "Cassandra, my dear, If you are reading this, then perhaps my departure was inevitable. This necklace belonged to your mother, a human I met long before your life took all the turns it did. She loved your father with intensity and courage, accepting to transform into a wolf to be by his side, defying not only her own nature but that of everyone around her. She faced prejudic

“I’ve met the owner of that mansion! His name is Richard…the heir of the Cardinals! And when that accident happened, I watched everything. I was talking with Richard.” Frank gaped. “Does he look like a vampire, Sonya?” He chuckled. “Excuse me, Sonya?” a man greeted from Sonya’s back direction and Frank stared at that man. Sonya turned her head around. She was surprised. “Richard!” She turned her head to Frank. Richard smiled at her. “What a coincidence! Do I interrupt….?” He turned his eyes to Frank. Frank cleared his throat and rose from his seat. “No. I should leave and go back to my work!” He snatched a serviette paper from the table to wipe his fingers. “See you next, Sonya!” He grabbed

Adrianna and her friend smirked at Elena and Spoke up," Pitié! Une telle pitié! La fille n’a jamais la capacité de travailler comme servante dans Knight Mansion la fille est. Toutes les filles de la classe inférieure sont comme cette faim d’argent et chienne de chercheur d’or. (Pity! Such a pity! The girl didn’t even have the ability to work as a maid in Knight Mansion but the girl is now Mrs. Knight. All low class girls are like this money hungry and gold digger)" Elena stood up not being able to bear this insult anymore. Everyone except Sebastian looked at her. Elena smiled at Adrianna and spoke up,"Il n’y a pas de loi qui interdit à une fille de classe inférieure d’épouser une personne r

I could clearly see all the scales on his tail standing up and shaking up and down, along with his hissing, he was really angry. "No, you've got it wrong. That crystal coffin was pushed open from the inside by a force. I didn't lie. I didn't mean to destroy her body." "I've got it wrong...yes, I was wrong. Take a closer look, you and Isabella are nothing alike. She is noble, beautiful, and elegant, while you are mean and stupid. You're not even comparable to a hair on her head. I was just overwhelmed by surprise, so I mistook you. Don't think you can fool me again."

It had been a gift from the ugly Nosferatu before he went into his thousand year exile. The only thing that filled his mind at the moment was the exquisite fluttering of the lovely Marcy's vaginal lips tightly clenched around his long hard member. He looked into her green flecked eyes and saw tears forming at the corners. He knew instinctively they were tears of joy and not of pain. He knew how to deliver pain without mercy but his gentle impalement was for the alluring creature's pleasure and not to cause her pain. Marcy tried to restrain her vocal cords to silence but her whimpers of pleasure made the naked children of Lafitte restless. The youngest of them was also the newest. Her name wa

She always thought that the lives of nobles were none of her business, thus even though she had heard so many rumors of the socialites' lives, she never truly paid any attention to them. One of them was the saying that the true people who really control their land were not humans. She thought about how it could be at the time, thinking it was foolish, a radical idea that was made from the rebellious souls of the peasants who had wanted a reason— or perhaps someone to blame —for their starvation and poverty. Vampires are creatures that don't stand out in the sun, but unlike what they said, Victor stood well under the sun. They said they are robust and could heal their wounds quickly, but Vict

I waved my hand lightly. “You did nothing wrong. Go on.” She nodded. “Sebastian Knight is Las Vegas’ finest billionaire. He’s a man of caliber. Powerful, handsome, smart, and a huge business mogul.” “Oh… I see.” “Yes. He has won Las Vegas’ Most Handsome and Influential Man award consistently for the past five years. Mind you, he never shows up to collect those awards. Rumor has it he’s extremely arrogant.” “I agree with the rumors,” I muttered before I could stop myself.

As she brushed her hair and stared at her reflection. She looked smaller than she remembered. Weaker. But her eyes there was something different there. A quiet awareness. Fear? yes. But also something else. Resolve. She made her way downstairs very slowly her heart pounding with every step. The mansion was massive. Hallways stretched endlessly, walls decorated with priceless art and family portraits. Hale after Hale. Men tailored in suits and women draped in diamonds. All powerful. All confident. All strangers. She finally reached the dinning room.