Untouchable Lady Novels & Stories

the lady cut the call and threw her phone on the bed she was sitting on and got up elegantly and walked to sia who closed the door lightly "Aren't you too beautiful to be acting like a slut?"sia arched a sarcastic brow at the lady which was a bad idea because the lady took large strides to her and nearly landed a heavy slap on her face but Sia caught her hand before it could do the damage "How dare you...who allowed you to come here!"the lady yelled so loud that sia was irritated and with so much strength, she tightened her grip on the lady's hand such that the lady felt like her bones were being crushed as she cried in pain

the known ruthless tyranny Lord of Astaroth. And then she had paid a price for that. The hostile looking lady from earlier who would pop up so often. Every now and then, she would pop up in front of Lyra, along side Xanth and Ryder, but without saying a word. This time she had shown action. She had only waved a hand in Lyra’s face once, and with enough force to tear a deafening slap across her face. But the lady had not touched her, it was merely just a forceful wave of the hand in front of her face, but yet, it had sent her flying back to the wall and had knocked her out.

she stood from her seat and bowed her head to the Fairy God, also her grandmother. "What are you doing here? Why are you not in the pond?" with a straight face, the old Lady, Lilith strutted towards her and scanned her. She reached for her hair and made a few rounds of finger combing. "Tara, darling... When will you learn to fix your hair?", says Lilith as she tilted her head. Tara unconsciously touched her hair which made Lilith's brow raise. "Forgive me, Lilith. I must head to the pond now" she quickly turned away and run towards the massive door. In a loud voice, Lilith warned her, "No running Tanya Radella."

"The hero comes to rescue the damsel." "Who the fuck is a damsel?" I growled, extending my claws. "If you think I’m a defenseless woman, you’re wrong, bitch." "Of course you aren’t defenseless." The woman responded. "Otherwise you wouldn’t have been able to kill so many. However, I am quite disappointed to see that pride in your eyes over what you did. "

" Even though Anita's blood was boiling, she maintained her composure. She smiled coldly as she turned to face Stacy. "Stacy, tell me if it hurts. Realising that you will always be in my shadow, no matter how hard you try? That you'll always be Harry's... second choice, no of how much you offer him?" Anger caused Stacy's face to flush red. She stood up and said, "Shut up!" out loud. Eleanor hissed, "Stacy!" Leaning back, Anita turned to look at Harry. "You intended to destroy me by exposing my past? Proceed. But keep in mind that I've changed from the gullible lady you left behind. I am now Mrs. Grant. And that makes me untouchable in this world." Harry's gaze grew strained.

Hanging up, Diana was about to shut down her phone when her eyes met the other contact again. Later Again, circumstances had pushed her not to reach out. The tall, hazel eyed woman with long auburn hair that she had cut on her right side so that the red locks were flowing down only over her left temple, with the right side shaven and leaving a soft scarlet patch, giving her an air of power and a certain viciousness—the viciousness that had earned the infamous title—Lady Death—that she had used in the past to terrorize an entire city but also to later help protect other parts of the world.

But to my surprise, it wasn't Tara I saw inside the restroom but someone else whom I’m not expecting and definitely doesn't want to encounter right now. She raised her brows at me. The noblewoman is wearing a luxurious white gown, her eyes filled with hostility. “Well, well, well... Look who we have here. You seem lost, or perhaps you finally realized that it’s only the restroom where the likes of you belong?” Lady Charlotte sneered, holding a grudge about what happened last time we met at the grand banquet. I exhaustingly sighed. Looks like she's not going to let me leave easily this time.

Untouchable. “You see this?” the younger man asked. “Yes.” “He believes he controls everything.” Lily’s chest tightened. “He controls himself,” she corrected quietly. The younger man’s expression hardened. “We’ll see.” He stood and left without further explanation. But the message was clear. They wanted her to doubt him. To believe he was untouchable while she suffered. Instead, a strange warmth flickered in her chest. They wouldn’t be showing her this unless they feared his composure.

Suppressing her emotions, she walked up to Zivon. “Zivon, are you okay?” Lady Burton almost fainted out of anger when she saw how badly everyone was injured. “Xavia Lockhart! You’re an adult but you still managed to get lost? I think that prophecy must be right—you’re really an unlucky woman born at an inauspicious time! Why does Keith have to date a person like you?!”

The lady stumbled backward in shock, sensing the enormous power that had countered her attacks as she stared at Wilbur in disbelief. "You're quite the expert." The lady kept a safe distance, staring coldly at Wilbur. Wilbur smiled. "Didn't the person who hired you tell you about that?" "Ha! Don't get too cocky." The lady let out a cry, and an aura formed around her daggers. A wave of energy began to spread, making its way over. This lady turned out to be an aura expert as well. Wilbur shook his head. "You won't be able to kill me, you know."