Sharp Nails Palace Novels & Stories

"The floor made of Spiritual Stones, the ice pearl, the wooden table made of Ten-thousand-year-old Dark Wood, and those pillars are all carved from the bones of fierce beasts... My god, this is too exaggerated!" With Zephyr Khan's investigation, he couldn't help but be amazed when he saw those things, and his face was full of shock. He was too generous. Even with his state of mind, he could not help sighing with emotion. Everything in this palace was a priceless treasure! Even on a painting, there was a sharp aura, as if a peerless sharp sword was about to be unsheathed, threatening all the martial artists who tried to do evil. There were also wisps of sparkling luster on the floor, which we

It was a palace disguised as hospitality. Seven star. Marble floors that reflected their shoes like mirrors. Chandeliers like frozen sunlight. Staff lined up with polite smiles and practiced bows. The scent of expensive flowers clung to the air like a secret. Yaroslav’s mouth dropped open. “Are we… allowed to breathe here?” Ms. Galina tried to sound composed. “Children. Behave.” But even she looked slightly dizzy. Nikolai simply stared around like he’d expected this. Not surprised.

No one wondered if the maid polishing the marble column had once broken bones for sport. No one wondered if she wanted blood. I did. But not yet. Not until I finished what I came here for. Not until Ava Varyn’s truth was dragged screaming into the light. The deeper I went, the uglier the Palace became. Not physically— the place was a masterpiece, every corridor carved with ancient sigils, every window dressed in fabric so fine it made DarkClaw’s riches look like barn dust. But beneath the gold, the rot showed. Whispers.

Sharon begged her friend. A 6-inch black stiletto, 4-inch beige-colored pumps, and 5-inch white sandals were what Sharon chose. Myra wanted something with fewer inches, but after one pleading look from Elijah and Sharon’s exhausted face, she said, “Fine, But I am not buying that red lipstick." “Such an ass," Sharon muttered.

Alian went ahead and held her arm and separated her hands which were straightened by shock, and then she staggered and opened her eyes. All the slaves present there were happy to see Zalari in their harem after such a long time that he had returned because of Mahnaz, the next moment they were surprised at his behavior. "The doctor knows how to cure this poison very well. He will save Mahnaz from dying. She will not die.” He ended everyone's worries by standing there and started dragging Evan by the arm; she was dragging behind him like a lifeless figure when she stumbled. He stopped and turned to look at her, her bare feet starting to ache as he dragged quickly on the stony rough ground of t

"Why call on me, now? I am no longer under the employ of the police force, remember?" "People have died!" "Yes; that is, generally speaking, what people do." Richard sat back in his chair, his large arms drooping over the rests. He did not glance up, but looked very much like a man who has been forced into the irritating position of begging his younger brother for a large favour. "His royal highness' wife. Princess Stella." He grudgingly said at last, glaring into the fire. "She was found this morning, same as all the others: asphyxiated, tongue…missing."

They were a little flustered and wanted to report it, but I put a stern stop to it. My heart sank to the bottom. I entered the strange palace without an expression, and her maid followed me nervously. The carpet was as soft as a cloud, and the gold-leaf-encrusted brass candlesticks glowed in the sun. I even saw the night pearl on the shelf, along with other rare specialties from all over the mainland.

I thought long and hard before I gave my answer, knowing whatever I said now would be final and I wouldn't have a say any longer. The shadow in front of my door proved someone was out there . For the past five minutes whoever it was stood there and without a sound too. The lights in here were switched off, giving me a good view of my mystery person's shoes. It was a man and no, it wasn't a guard. There was only one person in the whole palace that wore shoes like these. They were very expensive hence belonging to Noah. I wasn't surprised by the amount his shoes caused, I was surprised as to why he refused to come in. What exactly was he doing out there?

A beautifully crafted vanity table, adorned with gold leaf accents and a stunning mirror, beckons me to indulge in pampering and primping. The room is a treasure trove of delights, with rare toys, precious jewels, and exquisite artwork on display. A lavish closet overflowing with designer dresses, sparkling shoes, and luxurious accessories completes the indulgent atmosphere, fit for a true princess. "Wow", I said in awe. "That's not all, I got you your own personal maid, her name is Alessia and she will be here in five minutes to help you with whatever you need", Papino said in one breath. I gave him a big hug which he returned.

She took a long relaxing bath and went to the saloon with her friend, Shea . The manicure and pedicure along with facial and cleansing and full body wax had been done two days back. The only thing she got done now was cleansing and applying of nude nail polish. Her makeup was done so beautifully. Soft pink lipstick adorned her lips elegantly. Grey lenses on her sabrina eyes made her eyes look even bigger. The Huda beauty lashes were a magic itself.