Novel & Cerita The Pale Lady Story

Mauriel pov i just needed to rest for a while, stress from the previous night was not yet out of my body, i still couldn't believe my ears when i heard the news of the persons found dead in the same place i was last night, who could it be? rumors were indeed true of vampires in this town but the foolishness of a person living traces of the bodies behind is absurd. i was already getting tired of this human world new drama's everyday. i just hope i will be able to cope in this new world, but i had decided to try out other adventures and get exposed to things here. i was still deep in thoughts when heedah walked into my room, i knew she had come here to pester me as usual, i just shifted and us

Sitting on her bed, with crossed legs - a lady in her pajamas reading a book. More precisely, a romance book. In this age, who doesn't want to dream about those fantastical love stories? If it is about transporting oneself to another dimension, isn't it cool that way? Becoming a villain in a story, isn't it thrilling enough to be adapted into a movie? Jade was one of those people, and forever will be. She's an avid reader of love stories and had a large collection of that in her room.

Her name was announced by the master of ceremonies, and the crowd erupted in applause. "Can you believe it? Denbruck's granddaughter?" a lady in front of him murmured to a friend. "She's a princess, you know." "Indeed. Persian royalty, they say," her companion replied. "True exotic beauty. No debutante this season will stand a chance against her. Thanks heavens my daughter is already married." "I heard she was sold into slavery but was rescued by a gentleman here in England!" the first woman whispered scandalously. Lawrence tensed, expecting to hear them condemn her.

Rosalind burst into tears as she clung to Aldric’s leg, all the while throwing accusations my way. “It was Leanora! She planted that man in my cabinet to frame me. I love you so much. I would never cheat on you!” The man caught her signal and was just about to shift the blame onto me, but I spoke first. “By all means, let us say it was my doing. I confess. I planted him here to slander the Princess. And this man, having defiled a royal, should be put to death immediately. Shall we proceed?”

the lady explained further. “She found a new man? Do you by chance know the man?” Pamela asked and the lady shook her head She responded, “She wanted to show me her man whenever he comes to pick her up but I was never opportune to meet with him” Pamela paused a bit to have her drink before signaling for the lady to continue with her story. “So what happened after she was dragged to the red room?” “She was raped by the men. They were so high that night so they took turn to have their way with her. It was so bad that she could barely walk” the lady paused to hold her tears as it choked her while she was remembering the incident.

"Are you sure of this testimony, Lord Ducroft? Because I happen to chance on several of your books and there are extensive methods on how to capture a fairy, how to perform a ritual with parts of a fairy and why fairies are the best diet for dragons. There are other pieces of evidence I have. Do you still wish to deny it?" "Lady Madaline, those books were published thousands of years ago." "And thankfully, they are evidence today. I couldn't be happier to get my hands on these books. So, which will it be? A civil fight or a martial fight?" While they contested in front of his palace, the fairy zipped through the palace, slipping through formations meant to confuse intruders and finally findi

Already time was slipping from her hands like the grains of sand, and this book was testing her patience. “Choose it Empress. Do you wish to know about your grandson and his little mate’s last life?” These words got imprinted over the blank page in blood red color. The lady was scared. She took the red color for blood. What did she had to do now? How to reply back! Mustering up the courage, she faintly whispered, “Yes, I do.” The same moment those words started to drip and the red color which was actually blood stained the old lady’s hands. Her white gown had been stained too. She didn’t understand what had been happening. She sat there blank-headed. In a moment, the other set of words repla

Cinderella Farmington P.O.V The room is dark and only lit by fire, there's not even a window in sight. Pricilia is chained up, from her legs to her hands, this is the first time am seeing the great Lady pricilia vulnerable. She looks like shit, her beautiful and luxurious hair that has always been pinned so neatly on the top of her head is scattered all over her face. She look like she's been involved in a cat fight, streaks of blood evident on her face and her hair and once gorgeous dress now covered in dirt and mud.

[Violet’s POV] “Hold on, what do you mean that Lucian extracted the poison from your system? How?” Cathy questioned over the rim of her coffee mug. The two of us sat at the large island in the kitchen amongst the various morning issues of last night’s events. To no one’s surprise, the majority of the articles pertained mainly to me. ‘Breaking New! Lady Viora Falls Ill At Samhain Gala!’ ‘Lady Violet Seen Conversing with Venmers—A New Marriage In The Works?’

Pamela spent the next hour, explaining everything to Lucas. How her father was a Steward in the palace and her mother, a princess fell in love with him. She got pregnant and was banished. Everything she told him, to the time her grandparents found her. She just got divorced with Louis Hayden and they came to her rescue. She was acknowledged as a princess, in place of her late mother and that's how her story being a princess began…. They had already arrived at Pamela's Mansion when she finished. Lucas was speechless all along. Her story was touching.