We The Nobles Novels & Stories

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

"And I will catch the rest eventually. The only question is whether you help me do it faster." She looked at the wall for a while. I waited because pushing too hard right now would make her shut down again. "The consortium" she finally said. "That is what they called themselves. A group of nobles from six different territories." "Names" I said. "Lord Vance you already have" she said. "Lord Harken from the Eastern Reaches. Lady Brynn from the Southern Coast. Lord Aldus and his brother Lord Crest from the Middle Territories. And Lord Fennick from the border region near the mountains."

The meant taking care of the nobles and not the common people. When we say “Want the kingdom to prosper.” What we actually meant was we wanted the nobles to get richer and poor even poorer. All the while we hide behind the high walls of the palace. “Are the people ready for me to meet them?” the matron nodded as she placed the tea and bread on the table.

The symbol represented how Auon stopped the firedragon Rafabik from burning down Gaza. The classroom was already filled with students. Akana must admit he had not met any other students from Consilium, and he had not heard of any Furie who was a member of his curriculum. Apparently, Consilium was dominated by another faction. They called themselves Nobiliors if Akana remembered correctly. A group composed of nobles who believe that they alone can change the world. "Which means I am once again an outsider." Akana began walking towards a desk near the board. He could sense the numerous glances follow his journey. Not only was he an unusual sight, but the incident from a week ago was also one o

The accompanying clatter of the hot iron as it hit the kitchen floor a moment later has haunted me all day. "There's going to be a Noble joining us for this dinner here that you haven't met before." I turn, looking toward Oliver. He leans against the kitchen counter, watching me swirl my swollen, red hand around the ice water. "Who?" I mumble mindlessly. "Kastriv." I shudder. Just what I need. Another Noble. Noble's used to frighten me. Unprecedented power flows through their veins, magic unrivalled by anyone else in this Territory. I've met a few now due to my husband's political position, and most have been kind and gentle. Nothing to be afraid of.

The councils are a group of seven powerful nobles, kasali na rin ang Monreau which is my family. Dahil dito ay naging payapa rin ang Ardan, but the people still seeks the heads of the royal family. Hindi ko pa alam kung kailan sila pupugutan ng ulo, wala na akong pakealam doon. "How do I look?"

“You are worthless.” When I was nine, my mother said words that affected my whole life. It was the first time I have heard of those words, but I’m sure they aren’t nice. After learning what those words meant, I worked hard to find my worth. In this world, humans are divided into three classes: the nobility, the clergy, and the peasants. My family belongs to the noble lineage of Timmerhaus, an honorable clan made by outstanding instructors and philosophers. Count Seloriett Moroan Timmerhaus. The esteemed head of the house, who excels in hunting and agriculture. He unified the ideas of Eastern Lorelei and the Empire of Marluke to create an excellent farming culture.

“But my mom was a Proselyte. Keep that to yourself, though.” Which means… “This has something to do with the anti-Noble shit,” I guess. One of the guys grunts, scratching his beard. “Big conclusion to jump to. If this shit about the anti-Noble movement starts to get out of control, we will need to be in each other’s corners when the other Nobles start turning on us. They see us as human and won't hesitate to come for us if shit hits the roof.” “I've been threatened by a Noble already.” The second boy says.

" Now that I am more attentive to her. "He came to England earlier than you. He is in love with you, dear. He even gambled his company just to have you. But, lucky is in his side when you allowed him to court you yesterday," Grandma said, but I could not still get it. "Zamiel's family is the first and top royal family in England. At first, I disagreed with him because I wanted you to find someone who is simple and not that wealthy." I only responded with "What?" since I was still unsure of what to say. Grandma will undoubtedly always be Grandma. She gives me puzzles that she is still the one who solves in the end.

"That's a well-rehearsed tale, milord, but a touch far-fetched. Still, I won't hold it against you. Good intentions, I'm sure. Come in, come in. Let's see what I can manage." Jacob instantly fell to a stunned silence, ashamed to be called out in a lie. The woman's gaze softened, the smile now genuine. "Actually," she chuckled, "your little story wasn't bad. Except for the sibling bit. You two look more like..." she trailed off, her eyes twinkling. "Well, let's just say you make a striking pair." Marguerite blurted out, a touch of panic in her voice, "No, ma'am! There's been a misunderstanding. We're not related, but we're not...together either. We're simply traveling companions. How on eart