Raizel Noblesse Novels & Stories

She couldn't blame him though having promised to be back the next day, it was two days already. Valerie owed her no explanation and if he had any sense of preservation, he would leave before she returned. How much does a Fae cost? Zoe had no idea but she could guess a lot of money since it was rare to capture one. It was enough money to change her life - and she could leave her miserable family behind. It was a tempting thought but Islinda had values and she wouldn't comprise them for gold. She would not betray Valerie when he trusted her.

Rachel asked and I had to laugh at her expression. "My magical globe. I control the water. ..and also practice witchcraft. It was a talent from my Nana. That was how I got here. I can open portals that can lead u anywhere" She announced "Aren't you just lucky?" Rachel mumbled again. "So now you are here, you found Rosella, what next?" That was the exact thing on my mind. "Well I have to take her home. That's why I'm here in the first place. To bring her back to her Homeland"

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.

DUCHESS 47 A week after the dinner at the Royal Palace, invitations are already being distributed to every noble of the Sagareste Kingdom for the upcoming awarding and banquet celebration at the end of the month. word had circled around the nobles of whom the award banquet celebration might be, but a lot of them had already suspected that the award and banquet is dedicated to the current Duchess of the Fortess uchy: Friele Marcia Madrigal Fortess— me. Upon knowing that, many of the nobles had already sent me letters of congratulations and further invitations on their houses so as to establish a connection.

“But I heard a- a rip: like a tear in the Border. As if someone had crossed. Impossible, I thought- I was the only one that far in, past the gates. Even Uriel rarely visits that path. I was on the edge of the root network of spells that binds the lesser watchers. The enchantments there grow thick as trees, so dark they block all light. I was alone.” “And you pursued it?” Her head hung low. “Yes,” she whispered. “I disobeyed Zadkiel's orders. I thought it was just a fluctuation. The network is so weak, and my father is constantly developing repairs. I'd learned his craft, and I thought, with a bit of his knowledge, I'd be able to do some maintenance work. I wanted-” she paused, c

“Mauve, listen to me. This isn’t about money. You’re not in danger. Not from us.” “Then what is it? Why tie me up? My family doesn’t have anything you’d want.” Nicholas leaned forward, his gaze locking hers. “Mauve Harrison. You are the next ruler of Elite, the parallel dimension to Earth. I, Nicholas Clarke, will serve as your Eliot. Sephie Scott is your Astral. Our duty is to escort you to Elite, where you will claim your throne.” The words hung heavy in the air. And then Mauve laughed. Sharp, disbelieving, almost hysterical. “That’s the best excuse you could come up with? Ruler of a parallel world? Do you think I’m twelve?”

Her black pupils glistened like black gemstones embedded in the deepest glacial plateaus. It was widely known that the beauty of the Valerius line are their black hair and black pupils that seemingly has the ability to suck the souls of anyone who stares into them. “Your Highness, Lyra Valerius, I am Celine Celeste, the third royal concubine of Prince Terrion Cavalier.” Celine smiled restrainedly with a respectful look in her eyes. She really looks the part of a noble and gentle lady. “I offended Princess Leah tremendously in the last Sanguis ball, and I am extremely apologetic, which is why I will be offering a marriage tribute as a form of compensation.”

So, they set up a family gathering to interrogate her. Had they been aware of Rachel's true identity as a member of the royal family in Sisilia Island—adopted by Her Majesty the Queen—they would have fallen to their knees, ready to ingratiate with her. Upon sizing up Rachel, Abigail's initial impression was one of disdain. Despite her stunning beauty, which Abigail found too provocative, Rachel's mixed parentage revealed her Oslandian heritage. Standing tall at 5 feet 7 inches, with an elegant figure, Rachel's deep-set features exuded a bold and vibrant beauty.

I asked, sounding sulky. Novalie—Mother's third daughter, known as Noblete, the Goddess of Marriage—was the sister-in-law of Alpha King Azarius, with Prince Atticus as her husband and mate. She spoke gently. "She's tied up with Luna Queen duties at the moment. She may arrive later than expected."

Take a deep breath," Raiza said. I took a deep breath as Raiza said and touched my back again which was about to go back to normal, but the pain was not over! I can not take it anymore! Can I just be taken to the hospital? "Okay, game, ah.. we're going to lift it," Raiza said to the woman who looked at the statue now. "W-what did you just say?" "What's her name?" The woman asked, looking confused. I looked at Raiza who cast a spell first. "S-shoes, Ciara. Ciara Hilvano, M-Mrs. Cortel," Raiza replied, causing my forehead to frown. Mrs. Cortel? "S-she's." "Yes, she's your daughter, Mrs. Cortel." They all looked at Altair when he said this.