Solitary Lady Novels & Stories

Her strapless dress was hanging so low, most of her breasts were on full display. "One wrong move and those breasts are out. She gallivants herself around like that and yet she wonders why she's called a whore behind her back." Lady Solan mused to herself. I snickered under my breath and she turned the full force of her regal gaze on me. "Friendly advice, little one," she said. "Even good people will use you like a door mat if you let them. Know your place and stand your ground. That's the only way to survive in this hell of a pack."

Odelia shoots a death stare at the other ladies who were gossiping. Odelia's POV- That wench...! How dare she humiliate me...!! And walk away...!? "Good afternoon lady Rubia…!" Said a girl who looked like she was in her first tea party. "Good afternoon." Said Sarah "Oh...! I am Margaret Augusta Maud Fedore." "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Margaret... I am Rubia Mary Albert Charleston." "It's a pleasure to meet you as well Lady Rubia." "Is this your first time attending a tea party...?"

" Hey sweetie. What's your name". " Aasha". She chooses to not say her full name while being with other men. " That's a beautiful name". Said the old lady as she stared at her with a pinpointed stare as she spoke. " Your beauty is reminding me of my youth dear. You are really pretty. Be careful. Beauty attracts possession ". The old lady said still not taking off her eyes as she sipped her drink while her thoughts wondering how a lady can be this beautiful. For a word like beauty, she can easily stand as an example.

"A divorce agreement? Anna, are you serious? You love Tristan. Why would you suddenly want to end it?" "That woman's back. I suppose it's time I stepped aside," I murmured. The line went still. Then, Lily whispered, "God… She's really back." I hadn't spoken her name. Lily didn't need me to. Winnie was Tristan's first love. I had never laid eyes on her, yet her name had sat in my heart like an invisible thorn for five long years. That first winter night after Tristan and I were married was bitterly cold, yet he insisted on working late in the study.

Miranda, feeling slightly embarrassed, softened her tone and said, "My sister’s maid can be quite unruly. Please don’t take it to heart. Might I know where you live? I’ll have my sister visit to apologize properly. My name is Miranda, from the Croyso family. I truly regret what happened today." The lady’s expression didn’t change as she replied quietly, "That’s unnecessary. This matter has nothing to do with you. What’s truly precious isn’t the orchid itself, but the thoughtfulness behind it. That intention remains with me, even though the flower is gone. So, there’s no need to dwell on it." The lady seemed around sixteen or seventeen, her voice carrying a hint of someone who had seen much o

Even seeing the angry eyes on my sister doesn’t make my cock calm down. Almost a year without me being with anyone. Even if Adriana was truly gone, I know very well I couldn’t look at another woman and find her attractive. Adriana has ruined me for everyone. How could she ever think I didn’t want her? I’m obsessed with her. “I found that in the library.” Daciana huffs, like she just did some hard labor. She was a Lycan but she acted like a delicate damsel most of the time. No one should fall for it though. I’ve seen men that underestimate die at the end of her dagger before they even realized.

Suddenly, a loud commotion broke out near the front gates of the fortress. I looked up, my blue doe eyes calm and steady. A tall, older woman stepped through our gates. She was wearing an elegant dress made of expensive purple silk, but the hem of her skirt was dirty with wet snow and mud. She held her chin high, looking around the busy camp with a cold, disgusted sneer. It was Lady Veronica.

Mary failed to come up with an answer. “Let me tell you. His masterpieces include ‘The Solitary Duck in the Setting Sun’, ‘Thatched Cottage in Apricot Blossoms’, ‘Companion to the Spring Mountain’, ‘Autumn Breeze and the Silk Fan’ and ‘The Poetry of Tang Bohu’. ” Xyla Quest did not turn a hair and her tone remained calm. “What the heck does she know about antiques?” “Xyla really knows something, though, look at her naming all those artworks. I think this girl is the real gold digger. Xyla doesn’t look like it at all…”

she added apologetically looking not at all apologetic " Thank you but I can sort the wrong and right by myself , Lady Clodis " said Lilian with a sneer matching Felicia's . " By the way " interrupting whatever Felicia wanted to say , Chelsea spoke up " Congratulations , to you Lady Clodis - I heard you have your engagement fixed with the future lord of the poisonous valley ,the eldest son of Lord Vale . It's really a happy ocassion and I sincerely congratulate you for becoming the first wife after the forty eight concubines of First Lord Vale ".

They let their antagonists step all over them until later on in the story, they gain confidence and step up to the situations life puts in their way. Charlotte, on the other hand, already has a very strong personality from the beginning. She speaks her mind and doesn’t let anyone trample all over her. She isn’t mean, but she won’t let anyone take advantage of her… except for the people she loves. I want her to be real, and real people have shades of grey. They make mistakes. They give in to their desires sometimes. One of Charlotte’s antagonists is herself, and I wanted to explore her personal growth through the conflicts she has thanks to the decisions she makes. What was your inspiration t