Untouchable Lady Novels & Stories

“It's always an open space and we don’t want anyone to be uncomfortable that they would refuse to return again.” “Yeah, trust us, we weren’t expecting you to join in so easily during the discussion because it is hard for new people and it’s not always easy speaking out to a room full of strangers that you never met,” Elaine said as she looked at me and gave me a smile. “You did fine just coming today.”

POV: Hazel Three days later, an envelope arrived at the estate with my name written in handwriting I did not recognize, elegant and deliberate, and the moment I opened it, my hands went cold despite the warmth of the morning sun spilling across the breakfast table. Inside was a single gilded card, an invitation to the Whitfield Foundation's annual charity gala, the same event Vance Whitfield hosted every year to polish his public image among the city's wealthiest families, an event I had once attended myself as Julian's silent, dutiful wife. Someone had circled the keynote speaker line in red ink, and beneath it, in small, deliberate handwriting, someone had written four words. Do not disapp

Damon pov i know some people may think am just been evil but what can i say i derive pleasure in killing,but plus i have to feed in other to be strong and that is what draven has failed to understand. so i decided to pay a visit to a new friend the lady i left alive at the place she worked,i just sat at the bar waiting to see if she would recognize me, then she said "i know you", "do you? well thats unfortunate" i said " I don't know how but your face looks familiar from the last night i was attacked" , " are you sure lady think again" i said " i remember your the vampire that bit me!" she said with full assurance that was when i knew draven action didn't work at all.

Her life had been peaceful when Elara was in jail, but the moment she got out, she wrecked everything. Sara looked at people laughing at her and sneered, “What are you looking at? Quickly wrap that dress for me.” The sales lady looked at her and shook her head, “I am sorry, ma’am, but this dress has already been paid for.” “What do you mean, it has already been paid for? I haven’t seen anyone pay for it.” “It was the gentleman who just left.” The sales lady said. ‘It must be Dommy. He must have paid for it after he realized that she liked it.’

There may only be scratches and scrapes on the paint job. “Can you hear me?” The lady asks me again and I finally look to her. She walks towards the door and opens it for me, but then she releases a small gasp when her eyes land on Chad. Her hands fly to her mouth as she looks in shock. “He’s going to be okay, right?” I ask the lady as if she knows. She looks at me with a look of pity and then she extends her hand to me, helping me to get down from the vehicle.

The other lady was a petite lady with bluish-grey hair and several tattoos showing on her arms and neck. As Diana got closer, Lily whispered to Leah, "You have nothing to worry about; no other person knows about your condition except the big boss and me, so you are free to make friends without the fear of being judged; there are few people here that are in the same situation as you; be comfortable, alright?" Leah's heart felt warm at Lily's attentive nature.

I tried to catch his eye with a glare, but that just seem to make him worse, and he even ducked down out of view, possibly having collapsed in a heap on the floor. I guess I was on my own then. I slowly peeled her arms off my body and took another step back. “And who may I ask is this lovely lady, that I am now devastated to learn is not my mate?” I’m sure I heard a snort come from the hatch. “Oh, you are a charming thing aren’t you,” she said putting her hand on my chest. “I’m Lady Elenour Coburn.” I took her hand off my chest and bent down to kiss the tip of her fingers. “Delighted to finally meet you,” I said.

I'm smiling. Hector looked at me and waited for my name to be said. “ Hanalia Faye Beltran Evan's” is my second untouchable handcuff. FIN

She wasn't the wife who had signed divorce papers with trembling hands because she was too proud to beg. That woman was still somewhere inside me. But she wasn't in control anymore. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My hair fell in long, dark waves down my back. My makeup was subtle, but deliberate. My dress hugged my body perfectly without trying too hard to announce itself. The woman looking back at me looked calm. Expensive and Untouchable. That was the word people had started using. Untouchable. I almost laughed the first time I heard it. Because there had been a time when one man's silence could destroy my entire day.

“No, I won’t let her take this from me.” Her reflection stared back, lipstick smeared, hair disheveled, desperation raw on her face. For the first time, Selene didn’t see the untouchable mistress of the Adair empire. She saw a woman losing everything.