Trafalgar Law Woman Novels & Stories

“Marc you have already told me in many different ways that you are interested in Bella and I saw it with my own eyes and now I am sure she is the one who you should be with. I think I am done with this marriage I am moving out of this house and out of your life please let me go. I don't want anything from you. I just want my life back." “You are a reckless woman, my dear little wife. I had long suspected but now I am certain that you have played me for a fool. is that so? Taylor showed me your true light. A beautiful and scrupulous woman. “ As he spoke his hand moved and caressed my face and neck lingering in the open neckline of my shirt even now making me tremble with longing for him and I

Natalie accepted it right away after hearing the name 'Sophia'. Audelia smiled inwardly while maintaining the childlike smile on her face as she saw Natalie's reaction. Sophia, her full name was Sophia Evelyn De Lawrence. She was the wife of Viscount Lawrence and a woman who was famous for etiquette and manner. In daily life, she usually had a warm and motherly attitude but when she taught mannerism, she became a strict forty two years old teacher.

Carl approved. "Princess Zara, you went against the law of martial arts, which says a woman should not take part in any activity involving martial arts, do you have anything to say," lord Narciss questioned. Sighing, I raised my head to look at the people in front of me, it's time to give them my opinion about what I thought about their dumb rule of women not participating in martial art. "I princess Zara of Azrael and future queen of Everton, think that the law is stupid," I blurted out, and everyone gasped.

Her look of distress was genuinely pitiful. As the situation reached a standstill, a lady dressed in simple, understated clothes stepped out of a private room. With a calm demeanor and a gentle voice, she addressed William, "Wasn't this ruby tiara reserved for me? Why is it being sold to someone else?" Everyone looked up, and Viola's face instantly turned ashen. They knew each other. The woman's name was Kayla Lloyd. Her uncle was Patrick Lloyd, the Minister of Justice. She had married Lawrence Ziegler, the second son of the Marquis of Elderglen. Lawrence had died at the same battle as Thomas.

She tensed secretly and smirks. Marina! Elsa's sister. Radon could swear he remembered her very well and he despise her attitude. Marina smiles and grinds on Harden's lap. Dumb bitch. Mariana's friend tried to hit on Radon but his glares alone made her compose herself. She turns her back on them and straddles Harden. Harden grabbed her ass as he takes off her crop top leaving her topless and she was not even wearing a bra. "Dumbass bitch." Radon cursed.

Tristan set her soul on fire, but he also terrified her. “Could I ever go against my conscience?” she wondered. “Shielding him wouldn't just be treason against the Crown; it would be a betrayal of herself.” She had fought so hard to change the laws for she-wolves, ensuring they got a fair asset division after divorce. Every day, she received messages from women who had used that law to escape their cages. They praised her. They thanked her. What would they say if they knew she was hiding evidence against a man who was selling Moon Dust? A man preparing for a bloody rebellion?

She said but the Tyrant didn't answer and just smirked at her. "You face two cases. You broke the two laws of Agercia. You make a mess in public and You tried to kill the Tyrant that we know only Archons and Biencas could do that." The Hella Judge said. “I admit the mess I’ve made public But I do not accept the second accusation you make against me." Agatha said "I didn’t do that as a member of Agercia— I still have the tattoo of a triad on my body. And I fought him as a member of the Triad who betrayed him now just like the betrayal he did to me. So I did not break the second law you are accusing me of breaking." Agatha added.

Abel said casually. “Fighting over a woman to the point of death?” Stella frowned. “That’s way too far.” “Bad luck for him. The new laws are harsher on fugitives from the slums,” Gavin added. “Lost his life and the woman too… what a mess.” “I find that guy disgusting,” Agatha said coldly, her gaze passing through the harsh lights and landing on Mr. White’s hand as it reached brazenly under the girl’s skirt in public.

I feel bold, and I approach a middle aged female. "Hello. I notice you are dressed lovely. I am not from here, nor familiar with these buildings. Do you know any affordable buildings to buy attire from?" I curse myself for my stiff dialect, but communication with most humans still makes me nervous. "So formal and charming. Yes. That dress is overwhelming my dear. But let me let you in on a secret." Her mouth scratches wide and she leans into my ear. "Everything I wear is thrifted. Bargains, honey. Let me put you on." I grin at her playful demeanor and happily trot along to wherever this alpha lady leads me. Her presence is demanding, and people acknowledge and take note of her as we pass. I

Even though, there was a likely chance that I would be remaining close to his side for a majority of the evening. “Yes,” Cathy answered without a moment’s hesitation. “This gala is basically being thrown in your honor.” I forced back a scoff. “Honor?” I rolled my eyes and gently shook my head. “I feel more like a gilded horse that’s going to be paraded around for everyone’s entertainment.” According to the way the news articles made me out to be, I was nothing short of a complete marvel. I suppose, in a way, I was. One of the first women to ever challenge the region’s century-old laws regarding marriage—and won.