Sold To The Night Lord Novels & Stories

Solider Martin thought for couple of second and kept juggling his gaze in between Jasmine and Draco and atlas agreed to his suggestion meanwhile Jasmine repeatedly cursed him in her heart. Once everything was settled King Martin, his three soldiers, Jasmine and Darco all left for ‘Green garden’ on their horse along with oil lamp in their hand, Jasmine didn’t knew what she was dealing with because of which she carried everything that she purchased earlier from market which are cinnabar, black cock blood and teak wooden talisman to draw spell pattern, if it is required and aged night grass juice. 45 minutes later, under the darkness of night sky filled with twinkling stars and full moon, Jasmi

Also, she reeked of blood! Lord Leteas smiled and replied, "Well, she misbehaved and thus was sentenced to confinement to correct her manners. But, I assure you that she has broken nothing on her body. It's our creed to make sure anything we sell still retains its highest quality." It was a happy day for Lord Leteas when he heard about a mysterious wealthy man looking for golden-eyed elves. The greedy lord reached out to him and agreed to sell her but for a million Numand. Surprisingly, the masked man agreed instantly and thus it explained why Amethyst was dragged out of the dungeon.

But he knew one thing for sure… today was not just judgement day, it was also doomsday for him. He didn’t know when he had dropped to his knees… but now, he was kneeling before the Night Lord, who is also known as the Demon emperor of the Night Empire. Chris was no longer in his civilian clothes; he too had changed into his alter ego although no one saw how they changed. Chris snapped his fingers and sat back. He didn’t need to say anything else. Two men, wearing similar outfit to the man next to the Night Lord entered, the only difference was the man carrying a tray of different vials and syringes arranged neatly, labelled and ready for use, didn’t have as many insignias attached to his uni

I yelled and fired over ten staff from the club today for the tiniest mistake they made. Rave noticed it and asked to go out. He said it would help calm me as if I told him I wanted to be calm. "I already owned a club; where else do you want me to go?"I asked him. "There is an auction being held today. It would be good to go and spend some cash; who knows the valuable item that may attract you?" He said. Auctions for Mafia lords weren't like regular auctions where goods were sold. The items Rave referred to girls who were sold off as slaves or sex workers to the mafia lords.

I feel like I’m been sold in exchange for the debt we owe. I told you my encounter with him, He changes girls like he changes his clothes ,he’s rude,arrogant and annoying.” I snarled What I’m I suppose to tell my boyfriend,Josh?? I’m getting married to my moms boss?? I sigh in frustration Alright !! Calm down You’re going to meet his family Tomorrow right?? Jane asked Yea!! Then take a deep breath and wait for tomorrow to come. Rico’s Pov We have to be fast about signing the contract before you travel down to Russia.

She's having a dragon's baby, for crying out loud! "Here", Leader Keith handed her a transparent packet with one red pill. "This is a special medicine. Abel told me about your condition, and I thought this might aid you." "M-My condition?" She blinked at him. "I mean your lack of sleep and nightmares. Trust me; this medicine works wonders. You will be able to fall asleep in a matter of seconds." "Uhh..." The maid stared at the red pill with caution, chewing on her lips. Why was the Leader giving it to her now?

The deep male voice made me jump. I quickly turned my head, only to regret it as pain shot through my neck. A man stood beside the floor to ceiling windows overlooking the snowy city. He wore dark pants, and was shirtless. His body was lean and muscular, with a few old scars scattered across his skin. One hand held a glass filled with liquor while the other rested against his ear as he was on a phone call. The second I saw his face, my heart almost stopped. Lucien Throne. He looked even more handsome than I remembered.

Ready. The Lord rested his hands on the railing. “Your father didn’t sell you,” he said calmly. “He used you as leverage.” Ava’s stomach twisted. “What does that mean?” The Lord glanced back at her. “It means your name was placed into a private contract auction.” The room felt suddenly smaller. “What kind of auction?” The Lord’s voice stayed calm. “The kind powerful men attend.” Dominic’s patience snapped. “That’s enough.” The Lord ignored him. “Men bid for alliances.”

Their grip was firm, almost steadying. Cold water splashed her face. She gasped, blinking to see the crowd. All villagers of Furtville stood there. Familiar faces. Soldiers. Trays and buckets overflowing with coins, silks, jewels and offerings piled high. Her stomach twisted. Wealth. Bought with her blood. Her father stepped forward, hand shaking as he passed a parchment to a soldier. They shook hands. The deal had been sealed. Murmurs rippled through the crowd. Greed wrapped in awe.

"It was sold. To a Third Party. The Auditors were just the delivery boys. The real buyers are already in the atmosphere." A shadow passed over the city—larger than the dragons, larger than the flagship. A ship that looked like a Grave-Shard, made of solid, light-eating dark matter. "Meet the Abyss-Lords," Silas smiled. "The ones who bought the Vane soul. And they’re here for their 'Inheritance'." The statue of Dante shattered completely, but instead of the man, a Void-Rift opened where his heart should be.