Spare Me Great Lord Novels & Stories

“Are you referring to the time you made our son kneel all night on your brother’s death anniversary until he caught a severe fever? Or when you left us behind at gunpoint, choosing to abandon your wife and child?” My voice turned cold as ice. “From the moment you made that choice, James, there was nothing left between us, except hatred.” Gasps rippled through the room. All eyes turned toward him—some shocked, others filled with disgust. As it turned out, he wasn’t Luke, but Luke’s brother James, who abandoned his own wife and son just to claim the throne. Hilary’s face twisted in panic. She lunged forward, grabbing my arm. “You’re lying! You filthy woman! He’s the Don. He’s my husband, Luke!

Marsha glanced at Salsa up and down before smiling sweetly. “What do you think? Just guess. I'm not going to tell you anything except what to do next. I'm not as stupid as Leo, I know that what I hold is not just an enemy that can return to my hands. It's like a bomb that can explode at any time. While I will believe in myself, the bomb will never explode.”

Lorenzo playfully asked Emma with a sly look in his eyes if she had any plans for the day. Emma, trying to guess why Lorenzo was asking, responded slowly, "Yes, but why are you asking?" Lorenzo, holding Sofia and looking at Georgina, explained that they wanted her to watch over Sofia for the afternoon because he and Georgina were planning to go for a spa treatment. He glanced at Georgina, ensuring it was okay with her. Georgina, smiling, agreed, saying, "Sure." Emma pretended to be sad about being left with Sofia again, but Lorenzo assured her it was only for the afternoon. Emma replied that it gave her more time to spend with her goddaughter.

As the music continued to play loudly, we drew up to the property where we believed we would stay for the next seven days. While Kerry was looking up the location, a loud boom on the automobile startled us and caused us to jump. When I turned around, I saw a man who was upset, and at that moment, our song "kiss me more" unveiled some of its greatest lyrics, which went as follows: "We could kiss and simply cut the crap." If that's the case, then I could be onto something. I'm not going to give you one in public; instead, I'm going to give you hundreds, so just screw it. I had no idea how offensive the words were until this very second, and while I fumbled about with the controls, I completely

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

God, how shameless of him for wanting to have his cake and eat it too. If it weren't for the mess I was in right now, I might have foolishly fallen for this shameless man's offer. At that moment, I felt as disgusted as if I had swallowed a fly. I glared coldly at Dustin. "Mr. Kline, I've never met anyone as shameless as you. And here I thought my time abroad had shown me everything. Do you really take me for an idiot?" I flung the glass of water in front of me straight into his face.

“Anyway, since I know now, I’ll make sure she’s well taken care of, sir. I will—” “Let go of her, you idiot!” Adam’s voice boomed through the hall. Landon froze, his hand still on my shoulder, his fake smile crumbling. “Sir?” Adam’s gaze turned deadly, all warmth gone. “Did you not hear me? Let. Go. Of. Her.” Landon’s hand trembled but he still didn’t move fast enough. Adam’s expression hardened, and he turned slightly to his secretary. “Get rid of this insect.” “Yes, sir.”

"Levi's company was acquired by Mr. Grey last year. We're all relying on Mr. Grey to make a living. Only by pleasing Mrs. Grey can Levi's position be consolidated." "Are you spreading rumors here that you're related to Mr. Grey to destroy Levi?" I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, slowly turned my head and met Levi's gaze. Perhaps my gaze was too scary. Levi frowned as a trace of panic glimmered in his eyes.

Unsettling his wallet and midsection pocket, he checked on the off chance that he left any possessions in the room prior to locking the entryways behind him and heading ground floor. The lunch break is as of now finished and there were just twenty or so individuals visiting and savoring the fundamental corridor as they paid attention to Mike singing "The War of the Gods" in a contemplative tone. This was an awe-inspiring sonnet that portrayed the contention between the magi and the divine beings millennia prior. Just, the creator of the sonnet was thoughtful towards the divine beings. The creator portrayed the people who were driven by the magi as the excited assailants, and grieved for the

They were afraid I'd struggle on the operating table tomorrow. "Okay." I tilted my head back and drank every drop. I then returned to my room and pulled out the sponge I'd prepared earlier. The sponge had absorbed all the drugged water. At ten o'clock that night, I sent Henry one final message. [Eight in the morning tomorrow. The Fletcher family's villa.] He replied. [Got it. The men are in place.] I sent another message. [The passcode to the safe is 980410. It's Stanley's birthday. All the evidence is inside.]