The Imbecile Lord Is Married To Five Beautiful Goddess Novels & Stories

I grab it and swiping it open, shocked to find a message from Babe saying she has something to show me. Sighing I start typing my reply. Me: This better not be about our breakup. I warn. Pressing send she replies instantly. Babe: Oh no, this is way better. I'm just glad I met your bitch. This is why even in a million years i wouldn't regret damping her. She's too spiteful and unreasonable to be called my queen. Anyway it wasn't like I was ever going to marry her. She was just my sex buddy, my fuck toy .......my booty call? Whatever. That doesn't give her the right to insult Thea. She wasn't part of our agreement.

Rence said arrogantly. See! Do you see how ambitious this arrogant guy is? What audacity, huh? He would have been buried 6 feet in the dirt for a long time if murder wasn't just a sin! I'd burn this horrible demon if I couldn't stop myself! I'm going to squash it like an insect! Uggghhh... If he hadn't been a friend of my brother's, I would have burned him to the ground long ago! So the plague will no longer be a part of my life! He doesn't let me go a day without pestering me! He is always against me! I'm not sure why he always teases me! In reality, he should be nice to me because I'm his friend's sister, but he isn't! Because he is excessively arrogant and his brain is filled with air, hi

He was genuinely elated that she finally found the one destined for her. She just married Lord Elohim, an Alegerian aristocrat from the North. He celebrated along with Rieska. But Airoh couldn’t miss the misery in Aserah’s eyes the way she looked at him and his wife… THE room was filled with Eleand’s shrieked. He barely gained his consciousness. His head felt like cracking from excruciating pain. His knees were so weak that he had to crawl on the floor. “Help…help me….” He was catching his breath. He tried to fill his lungs with air because he was suffocating. He couldn’t understand what was going on. His magic seemed to devour his whole body that he wasn’t able to control.

Striding at the throne-like chair, he went to sit on it when he smiled with his nose got enlarged. "Do I smell a human here?" Nazneen got into her feet at once and then crouched beside his chair to utter, "King Marcel, there was a human here, a moment ago...but…" "But what?" he asked hardly. "King Marcel, she was Lord Nathan's woman…" "Lord Nathan has a mortal woman?" lifting his eyebrow, King Marcel let out a sideways smirk. Nazneen's face filled with anticipation when she informed, "Lord Nathan has a child with that woman, King Marcel. She is a half breed…"

" A surge of bitterness rose in my chest. I lowered my eyes and shook my head, saying I didn't know. Then I handed her baked cookies and asked about the conditions for breaking the blood pact, as it was the real reason I'd come early. She'd broken a pact before and now served a second lord. When I suddenly brought up breaking the pact, my bloodslave colleague wanted to ask more, but seeing the wounds on my arms, she held back. Finally, she just rubbed my shoulder knowingly and told me everything she knew. After saying goodbye, I quit my platform duty job and returned to the castle in the thick night. As I pushed open the door, something felt wrong. Clothes littered the floor, and there were

As we finally entered the chapel did, I realize the sun had turned in a rapid state, and the chapel was glowing from the inside. Entering, we were met with the same place as before when I had shifted into my wolf when Leonidas's wolf reached out for me in a howl. The entire site was magical, breathtaking in every way, yet to my fears, there now stood an older woman in beautiful robes. The woman looked to be dying, “who are you?” Asked Emilia, “What do you want?” Asked Emily, “What do you need of us?” Asked Emmy, and there we realized that it was only the triplets, Enzo, Leonidas, and I, to be in the pretense of the elder as Enzo followed by asking, “And why are we the only ones here?” He sta

"You are in Anceps now. Do not worry, this place is sacred by protection spell, so any magical creature will not harm you, if you are afraid of them." "Who the hell says that I am afraid of some messed-up rabbits? Or whatever, I am not afraid of anything, okay?" he snarled at her and kept trying to sit up while leaning on his elbows. "I am the Lord of Life! "But it looks like the Lord of Life is suffering from broken bones and you really broke the poor Moriah's hips. Chu-hh, so bad," she made a sympathetic sound by her mouth. "It pretty much does hurt, doesn't it? I think...a few pieces of Bonesbane would fix the broken bones," she smirked lightly, watching him

"Do you believe in destiny, Marcus?" "I... serve the crown, Your Majesty. Whatever destiny that requires." Such a diplomatic answer. Isabella paused before him, close enough that he would smell the lavender oil she wore, close enough that he would see the calculations behind her maternal mask. "Some sacrifices transcend personal comfort. Some gifts require wrapping them in apparent cruelty." Marcus's brow furrowed. "Your Majesty?" "My son is exactly where he needs to be." The words emerged with final authority. "Where he has always been destined to be. The vampires believe they have claimed a prize. In truth, they have welcomed their own transformation."

Otherwise, don't expect your life after marriage to be anything like you imagine. A few of his friends let out low, knowing laughs. Linda crossed her arms, lifting her chin again. "Well? We don't have all day." I clicked my tongue, then glanced toward the door. "Dave, Julie, if this is really the guy who's inheriting the Wests' empire, you might want a backup plan." Hendrick spun around, his face draining of color. "Mom? Dad? Why are you… Madeline! You set this up again, didn't you? I told you, if you still want into my family, stop pulling this crap!"

The way she had smiled in her sleep, as if whatever she dreamed of brought her joy. Solas clenched his fists under the water, his nails digging into his palms as anger bubbled up inside him. How dare she make him feel this way? He was Solas, the banished god of the moon, powerful beyond comprehension. And yet here he was, his thoughts consumed by a mortal woman, a woman who had no idea of the power he wielded or the darkness that surrounded him.