Spare Me Great Lord Novels & Stories

"I know everything" If is you do why can't you see that I'm dying to be yours, Ava said mentally before slapping herself mentally too ,forgetting the fact that the lord could hear her thoughts. "When was the last time you had sex?" Ava asked regretting her question as soon as it came out of her mouth. "Today," The lord replied standing up to get Avan. Ava noticed the snake had red eyes like the colour of the gem protector on the swords she saw with the guards in the royal house.

Martha trembled violently from sheer terror, cold sweat pouring down her skin as the hand holding the phone shook uncontrollably. Natalie pushed her advantage, narrowing the trap. “Kaelen already promised he would give me my official title and cast her out of the pack entirely. I suggest you weigh your options very carefully.” With that, the call was abruptly disconnected. After a tense, heavy silence, Martha finally spoke to the maids. “Let go of the Luna.” A surge of relief washed over me. Believing that her maternal instincts had finally won out and she couldn’t bear to go through with it, I weakly reached a hand out toward her.

- I will answer you. Lord Severin, I decided to take the opportunity and achieved two goals at once: I took the children away from the capital, in the case of the eldest daughter, by order, having determined enough protection under the guise of spies, and formalized all the inheritance papers. I prepared for every possible situation, tried to save my clan. And I sincerely sympathize with you, because you still do not have support and hope for an heir, or an heiress. I prepared for every possible situation, tried to save my clan.

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

I gasped for air as I felt the warmth of Apollo’s hand resting on my shoulder as he helped me out of the car, glancing back at the car to see that Mia was no longer in the backseat but instead in the driver’s seat. “I-I did it”, I stuttered as I gazed at my lifeless body. Emma later lifted her head off the dashboard as she gasped for air. I was Paralyzed as I listened to my sister cry, as I couldn’t help but cry too. “You did great Mia”, Apollo whispered as I gazed at Emma curled up next to my dead body. “I wish I could say goodbye can I at least say goodbye,” I asked with tears dripping down my face. “I’m sorry Mia but that’s not how it works”, Apollo replied, pointing towards a path leadin

Rhys tapped the phone screen. A voice message played in the quiet room. It was Cora's voice. Sweet, but full of venomous pride: "I never even relapsed. I just wanted your healthy heart!" "You're just a spare part waiting to be used anyway. You're completely unworthy of Alpha Rhys!" "Giving your heart to me is at least putting trash to good use!" Everyone in the room's eyes went wide with shock. Cora went ghost-pale. She tried to make excuses, but Rhys just kept playing the messages one by one:

On the day my parents file for bankruptcy, my adopted brother and fake heir, Oliver Bilson, is also diagnosed with leukemia. To earn enough money to pay his medical bills, I brave the snow and winds and continue working even on New Year's Eve. When I hand over the food delivery to the scion, Charlie Jetton, he suddenly knocks the cake over. "Why weren't you more careful when making the delivery?" he demands. "Don't you know that Mr. Bilson spent a million dollars to specifically order this cake for Olly?" I'm about to make a retort when I hear three voices that I'm intimately familiar with coming from within the warm villa. "It's okay. It's the thought that counts, Mom and Dad." The vo

For the first time, his expression softened—not with sympathy, but with consideration. “You’re right, Apollo. Forgiveness does count.” He looked at me intently. “Mia Walgreen, you have two days—two days only—to go back to the most critical moment in your life. How you use that time is up to you. No one will recognize you. You will be a free agent in the universe, with the blessing of God Almighty and His court.” Before I could fully grasp his words, Ivery raised his gavel and struck it against the desk.

I stood up, not wanting to hear another word of this disgusting conversation. Seeing that I was about to leave, Eric quickly got up as well, signing anxiously. He was asking what was wrong. I shook my head. "I'm tired. I want to go home and rest." Without waiting for his response, I walked straight out of the private room. As soon as I stepped out of the banquet hall, I saw the plaza used for the Kalmoor Pack's rituals. Right in the center, Eric had arranged candles to spell out, "Alison, marry me!"

I say with a straight face, looking at it closely he seemed nonchalant and I couldn't bare to stand him any seconds from now. " You say?" he replies with his gaze fixated on me, dropping all things in his hands. Oh Now he can look. I muttered. " Yeah, I came here to tell you how grateful I am and of course return the money you gave to me ". This statement made his jaw drop briefly, I could see it. " Money? Didn't you say that you needed it for your mother's treatment?". " Yes I really needed it but I had a sponsor who paid for all treatment in full even before I got there"