Novel & Cerita Raizel Noblesse

The Second Prince clenched his fist when he saw this. Stephanie Vera de Arrazola. Out of all the five siblings, she, who was the only female in the sibling, inherited the title of Marquis of Arrazola. Moreover, she was also one of the most powerful swordmasters in the Larin Continent. But what the Second Prince hated the most of the Marquis of Arrazola was that she was in the Neutral Party. He tried so hard to entice her to support her faction but the answer he got was:

, she barked. Raisel and Dragomir exchanged a look. Isolde turned to look in a mirror, her fingers tracing the wrinkles on her face, “I don’t remember what I look like you know. I’ve taken up so many illusions over the years I can’t remember what I used to look like…” “That is sad…” “I don’t need your pity girl!”, she leaned in closer, “You’ll be needing it now more than anything because what I plan to do…” She noticed the glittery red stone on Raisel’s neck, she walked towards her, “Well what do we have here?”

"Well, I'm just trying to stop you spending your money on extrinsic things. Why don't you just save it for the future? Who knows? You might used those if ever something goes wrong." "Oh my god! Don't tell me that you are possessed by some evil? Haler, did you just forgot who's you're talking now? I'm Katrina, Tina. Katrina Riyel Youngstern, the princess of Alkinia, Honzel because of being rich. So, those little things won't affect my life. Did you remember now? Or you still want to preempt me?" She sigh and shake her head. "Well, I guess, I can't really stop you. Well, just do whatever you want, Kat. After all, that's your life not mine. What ever your decision is, is not mine to meddle with

The one I had told my assistant to give to Sera several days ago. My breath hitched. "Karen? What are you doing here? Where is Sera?" A sneer twisted her beautiful face. "I'm a Grant, too, Macro. Don't you think I'm a better choice? This way, you don't have to break the engagement, and you can get rid of my troublemaking sister for good." "The engagement is with Sera! Where is she?!" Karen's smile vanished, replaced with a smirk. "She left. Took a fat check from my father and sold her place to me. Just like her, right? All she cares about is money. She never cared about you."

"Catherine's team leaked stories to every media outlet. Tabloids are running headlines about the 'Delusional Heiress.' Art critics are writing think pieces about how mental illness explains her 'disturbing' work." "She's not delusional." "I know that. You know that. But we can't prove a timeline that doesn't exist anymore." Isabelle slammed a catalog shut. "I'm one of the few people who remembers fragments of the other life. I've been trying to tell people, but it makes me sound crazy too." "What do you remember?" "Sophia's wedding. How dead her eyes looked. A charity gala where Eleanor humiliated her in front of everyone. Your affair with Victoria" She stopped. "That didn't happen in this t

Silva replied. Benji left, Silva sighed and turned around to see her bewildered friends especially Rina looking at her. "Who is Rosalie?" Rina asked. Silva sighed again and sat on a chair in the living room. "I am Rosalie. Lady Rosalie Silva Opal. I am from the Opal noble family" she told them. "How come, you have never said anything about it?" Tracy asked. "That's because no one knows about it, something happened and I came here to stay with my mother away from the royal court. You guys have to keep my secret" she pleaded with them.

The billionaire who couldn’t be broken. I don’t clap. I can’t. Because while the world sees triumph, I see the truth. She doesn’t trust this peace. Not for a second. Her posture is too rigid. Her jaw too tight. Every muscle in her body is still waiting for a blow that isn’t coming. She is celebrated, untouchable, unstoppable, but still braced for war. She did after all mess with a lot of powerful people, leaked their secrets in this war with the Cross family.

I ask stepping out of the fitting room. Zara’s jaw drops dramatically. “Holy hell, Leina. If Damien doesn’t pass out seeing you in that, he’s not human.” I look down at myself, cheeks warming. The silk is the softest blush-pink I’ve ever seen, trimmed with delicate lace. It hugs me in all the right places and leaves very little to the imagination. Natalie claps her hands, eyes sparkling. “That’s the one. That’s the energy you need to have him begging, confident, unstoppable. It'll be our secret weapon.”

With eager hands, I reached for it, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I traced my fingers along the smooth surface. As I lifted the lid of the box, my breath caught in my throat, and my heart skipped a beat. Nestled within the plush interior lay a breathtaking ruby pendant, its radiant crimson hue capturing the soft light of the room. The intricate patterns etched into the delicate metal seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly brilliance, captivating my gaze with their beauty. Alpha Mathews' words echoed in my mind, his voice filled with a depth of emotion that stirred something deep within me. "It was your mother's," he had said, his words carrying a weight of significance that le