We The Nobles Novels & Stories

“Who?” He rattled off a list of names, each one influential in a different way than the last. None of them were nobles, but I suppose he didn’t really need the noble vote since I was likely to draw it. This group were called the Untitled Nobles. They had power and wealth that was comparable to the noble class. “You stacked the deck.: “Cavanaugh’s predictable,” Theo replied with a shrug. “Once the others see him, or any one of them, on board, they were all going to jump to lead the charge.”

she said slowly, “I might know somewhere that does.” Aria raised an eyebrow. “It’s not exactly… traditional work.” That didn’t sound promising. “Where?” She asked nonetheless, Lena hesitated for a second before answering. “Sapphire Club.” Aria blinked. The name alone was enough to make anyone in the city pause. The Sapphire Club wasn’t just a nightclub. It was the club. Where billionaires closed deals, celebrities disappeared for nights they’d never admit to, and rumors were born, mostly true. “I can’t work somewhere like that,” Aria said immediately.

Suddenly everyone in the hall was shocked and turned their attention to Kinsley. "Listen carefully, and I don't care about your discontent. My decision is absolute! The redistribution of the nobility's territory is valued from various aspects. If you don't accept it, I will not hesitate to remove your names from the list of the Noble Families and let you leave the Willesden Kingdom. !" Kinsley said sternly. That unanimous decision did not satisfy the nobles who had held important positions in the Kingdom for a long time. One of them came forward and expressed an opinion.

I'm sure she was furious with that sentence. However, before Darren could speak up again, I broke in with a sentence that he would never expect. "Just so you know, you two are very lame, and you should have avoided me. Not like this, continuing to attack and insult me. I'm about to become Mrs. Noble. You need to remember, the Stuart Family is under the Noble Family." Satisfied with my words to Darren and Emma. I could see that they were getting angry as well as annoyed by my words. "You really don't know yourself, Noella. How dare you say that to my face. I'll make sure what you say never happens."

Kahit mga nobles meron paring hierarchy. I decided to go in the right swing. Mas tahimik doon at wala masyadong tao na nakikita. I followed the pathway, masarap sa pakiramdam ang hangin dahil presko ito. Maraming puno na nasa gilid with matching benches. Sa dulo ng pathway ay naroroon ang parang mini garden kung saan nobles can throw tea parties. Pero sa pagkakaalam ko ay hindi ito masyadong pinulutahan dahil medyo malayo at tago. Nobles prefer wide spaces at mas madaling makita ng iba to flex everything they got. It means they have the wealth, power, and status.

“My daughter. Do anything you can! Save my daughter!’’ There was desperation as well as power in her voice. She was a noble. Nobles were descendants or relations of past and present Alphas, Betas, Gammas, and Deltas. Most of them were stupidly rich and influential. They were the Elite of a pack. Most of them were found in the council or just lived a life of luxury.

“Tonight, we arrest every noble involved and place them in holding cells for questioning. We strike at the heart of this treachery and do what has to be done.” Lyle nodded in agreement. “I’ll gather the special soldiers. We’ll need them to strike at the same time and capture everyone in a coordinated attack, leaving no room for error.” Darren, this is one less thing you’ll have to worry about. We have everything we need, and it’s time to put an end to brainwashing. It’s time to hold the traitorous nobles responsible for their actions. I’m going to protect our kingdom and clean out the infestation of deception. Our kingdom will be a better place when you return. I’ll hold our love in my heart

I should have no use for you. "I don't!" I snapped at the girl now, and regretted it almost immediately. Turning to the young omega, I expected to see offense in her expression, instead in it I saw open curiosity. She canted her head, intensely observing me, "You sleep on the floor, have no need for the extra help and prefer I call you by your first name." Perplexed, she asked, "What type of Noble are you?" Noble; the term given to an Alpha, his family, and any other prominent werewolf figure. Replying her, I said, "The type that needs the peace and quiet the bathroom would afford her."

They were not bound by the solemnity of the moment, nor did they grant the blood time to congeal before they began weaving their plans. In a far corner, the nobles huddled together, their opulent robes billowing around them, shielding them from the crimson testament to their rebellion. Their shoes, polished to a mirror-like gleam, remained unsullied, a stark contrast to the fallen king at their feet. It was as though they had shed the last vestiges of humanity, consumed by the ravenous hunger for power.

To be from a true line of nobles, a family that had founded Vermillion City, was a rarity these days. Noble families, like ancient trees, often withered and fell over time. Inept heirs, internal strife, and the relentless tides of power often led to their decline, replaced by ambitious newcomers eager to claim their mantle. Agnus, however, was a living relic, a testament to the enduring legacy of his ancestors. I returned his bow, mimicking the precise gesture I had practised countless times during my days at Brightwing Academy. A wave of nostalgia washed over me as I recalled the hallowed halls and the lessons learned within them.