Noblesse Frankenstein Novels & Stories

I asked as I turned around in a bid to change the topic, the glasses cleared away by one of the various servants in this mansion. "OH, let me see.. A place owned by a Count. Also, don't pretend like you don't know, you took this place specifically because of the rank. The highest rank in nobility is really eye catching I guess... So, what exactly did you do? Get one of your demon friends to possess the inhabitants of this overly large mansion, and lord over everything. C'mon Cain, you know you do like the feeling it gives. I can literally see it in your eyes," Debbie said with a small smile, akin to a smirk, pulling out the very feeling I tried to kill; Insecurity.

Selina's face grew even more scornful, but in that disdain, there was a hint of upset: - You think I don't know that basic thing? Do you think I'm stupid? It's just that I don't want to bite you. Could it be that you don't feel dirty? Blood and saliva will cover your neck! And biting directly on a human neck looks like it lacks aristocracy. I want human blood to be poured into a wine glass. I'm a noble vampire! When Oralie heard that her face was becoming more and more confused, she couldn't help but ask curiously:

"If you ever raise your voice to her again in my presence... if you ever speak about what she owed you... I will not just deny you the medical records. I will buy the hospital holding your wife. I will buy the medical team. I will strip you of every dime you have left to pay for her care, and I will watch you drown in your own helplessness." Damian gasped for air, his hands clutching weakly at Adrian's massive wrists. "You're... a monster..." "I am an Ashford," Adrian whispered, the words cold, dark, and utterly absolute. "You made me into this when you spent twenty years competing with me for our father's pride. But I built this empire with my own hands. You built yours on scraps. Don't tes

Nicole stood up arrogantly. "Just because of those blurry pictures? You're all here to mess around and make me apologize just because of those pictures?" Nicole glanced at them from their heads to their toes mockingly. "It's fine if your eyesight is bad. But you people are missing quite a number of brain cells too, huh?" The seductive girl's blood boiled when she heard Nicole's insult. She was the heiress of the Holmes family and had always been Snow's follower. So who dared to insult her, saying that she missed some brain cells?

Unfortunately, that hope lasted less than five minutes. Millie was the first to speak. "What a surprise." Every fork stopped moving. I sighed internally. Millie looked directly at Celeste. "I never imagined someone like you could marry into this family so quickly." The implication wasn't subtle. Celeste continued eating, ignoring her. Millie smiled. "I suppose desperation makes people do extraordinary things." Celeste still didn't give a response. Millie leaned back in her chair. "Though I guess everyone has their own methods of climbing the social ladder."

Seeing Noble coming, Ingrid glanced at Alina with a meaningful expression: "Alina, thinking about it, Noble isn't bad either, you two go everywhere together. I won't bother you two anymore, I'll find my happiness." Ingrid finished speaking, lifted her skirt, and turned to leave. Alina looked at her back, feeling a little helpless. As soon as she turned her head, Noble had already run to her. Noble was wearing a white suit; his eyebrows were handsome, and a gentleman couldn't be more handsome than this. "You're so beautiful." Alina took the glass of red wine from his hand: "Thank you, you're also very handsome tonight." Noble glanced at her, raised his glass, and clinked it with Alina: "Congr

Beyond the top three, there were dozens more, including the Wolf Fang Pack. The Noble Academy was in the capital of the Full Moon Pack, in the heart of the city. The only people allowed to attend were the heirs of packs, no matter their size, and the children of celebrities. Francium wasn’t special in this crowd in terms of standing, but he had a noble and mysterious aura about him that made women go crazy for him. While he seemed nice enough, I didn’t have any feelings toward him. I didn’t think Claire did either. Glares of envy turned towards us as Francium reached our table.

she concluded as Harry leaped forward to lift her in a fireman's hold. Emmanuelle began to slap his back, surprised that he had the affront to act like this with her. "Get off me right now, you lout!" Harry was deaf to his Mate's protests. He and his wolf were fully satisfied with the job done. They had quickly gotten rid of the intruders, and their Mate was perfectly safe. However, the words spoken by the vampires continued to spin in his mind: "High nobility" and "coveted." He would have to take a moment to learn more about that.

He stammered, cold sweat rolling down from his head. Nobles were hateful creatures, especially Werewolves. They killed lower borns as if they were chickens. He was only a Beta ranking Werewolf, what right did he have to protect himself against a Noble? She nodded, with a smile renewing on her face. She returned back to the Carriage, telling the shocked Coachman; "We're free to enter now." She stuck her head out the window once more, aiming to enjoy the pleasant feeling that spasmed through her when her eyes glanced at something.

"I bought you for fifty million euros, little bird. Not to love you... but to break you."Vivienne Sterling (19) was once the billionaire princess of New York’s high society. But after her evil stepmother frames her for a corporate crime, her father publicly disowns her and strips her of her name. With no money and a fake passport, Vivienne is exiled to Europe only to be captured and put on a secret, elite marriage auction stage. Don Lucian De Vitis (28) is the ruthless, scarred monarch of the French Mediterranean mafia. He lives for one thing: revenge against the Sterling family who tried to ruin his empire. When he sees Vivienne on the auction block, he doesn't see a woman he sees the perf