Noblesse Webtoon Novels & Stories

*CONFERENCE WITH THE NOBLES AND NOBLESSES* "The lycan was not supposed to be attacked," a noblesse says. A noble on her right snickers. "Are you saying that because you are attracted to him?" The nobless who first spoke and is referred to as noblesse A rolls her eyes. "That is in fact not why." "Then why?" "He is important in our mission," noblesse A says. "Which is exactly why he is not dead," a noble says

San Diego. My granny remarked, "Meet their gorgeous son, grandchild. He is really handsome. You two fit well." I had to stop getting my food after noticing a pair of dark eyes. Simply put, it's impossible to look away from Zamiel. He is an exact replica of the goddess. Mrs. San Diego asked, making me swallow my spit more forcefully, "Goodness! You are Nicole Ashanti, right? Your gown is so lovely and gorgeous. May I know who is the designer behind it?" How was I going to tell her the truth without doing any research? This is a bit challenging.

Loud murmurings can be heard amongst the Nobles as thirty points is a huge point and enough to push the winners high up the rankings board. Ranks amongst Nobles play a huge role in determining how a Noble will be respected and the type of job he or she will get after Crestbane, amongst other benefits that nobody talks about. The instructor is still saying something in the background, but Jay leans toward me to whisper, “I will get an orb out of the forest for you in less than a minute in exchange for that kiss I almost got back there.” “The only thing you almost got was busted dragon eggs.” He throws his head back to laugh heartily. I hate that his laughter is so contagious because keeping a

Delatorre's room since there are a lot of flower decors around, including the wall. But the whole room was still elegant even though it does have strong feminine touches all over the place. It just took me a couple of hours to tidy it up and I proceed to room number two. Books, books, and books were everywhere. That was the first sight that welcomed me in this room and I'm pretty sure who owned this one, that would be Duke since Miss Portia mentioned that he is the bookworm in the family. I just never expected that he is this kind of bookworm that his room looks like a library. It is not hard for me to clean his room since almost everything is in place. I'm already getting tired and hungry w

"Do not scare me like that, again! Where is the envelope?" Asty took Mrs. Pickinns and Noelle's wrists and drove them into a corner where they could speak. "I met a Noble in the Garden when I was lost. He told me that the Duke of Illum could not hear or see." Mrs. Pickinns furious look turned into a disoriented one. Her weak heart trembled as she realizes that her intuition was right. "Where is the envelope now?" "The Noble took it with him and offered to give it to the King."

"Arkyn can create illusions. That's his power." "Don't worry, I wouldn't use it on you,” he grins. There is a boyish charm about him already, his smile wide and charismatic, but I don’t let it quell my nerves. He’s a Noble, and a tricky one, by the sounds of his very vague power. I don’t want to know more, though... "Thanks,” I mutter, conscious of every inch of me as his dark blue gaze travels down my person, most of which is mercifully hidden by the table.

Although he sent Ches flying again, Caleb's eyes narrowed. He had definitely cut into Ches' neck—how was Ches getting up again? "Haha!" Ches laughed as he got on his feet, as his armor glimmered faintly with a golden hue. "Oh, hell… That's Noble-grade armor!" "Damn straight! Caleb would have decapitated Ches already if not for that!" "Wow… That's the nobles for you. They're really rich!" Even as the learned individuals exclaimed in surprise in front the stands, Ches' expression contorted with savagery. "Haha! So what if you're quicker than anyone? So what if your greatsword can destroy the world?! Can you kill me when I have this Noble-grade armor?!"

So pathetic. "Is that so?" My voice was soft and unsteady. "From the stories I was told, she seemed to be a very kind Luna. I believe the moon goddess will provide her with a nice abode in the afterlife." He said nothing, forcing a smile. Underneath the table, Nicholas's hand was trailing down my lap, with silent whispers in my ears: "Remember our agreement, Noelle." I took a deep breath, adjusting to a more comfortable position. "My Lord!" The maid rushed in, blood on her hands.

He said and aimed to take the cloth, but Ashriel stopped him by holding his hand. “It’s okay, Nile. It’s not a big deal.” She said and continued wiping his face and neck. Nile became stiff like a little kid, making Ashriel chuckle. “You said you were once a noble. What name are you carrying?” Ashriel asked. She tried to rack her brain, trying to remember what Noble Family has Brunette hair and greyish-blue eyes. Recalling all the Noble Families under Aparctias and Thrascias, there was only one family with that identity.

“In fact, I’m not going to kill you… not me.” The noble was about to speak when in one blink, he found Luna’s golden arrow pierced through right between his eyes. His voice gave a fry. His short, round body fell to the ground with eyes and mouth wide open. Surprisingly, he was still alive... but barely. He tried to crawl towards the carriage, his arms reaching out for the door, but his final breath came… and so was his death.