Raizel Noblesse Novels & Stories

Daniel glanced at Raisa as he said, "Hey... Stop glaring at me like that. I will explain in detail about everything in the folder and-" Daniel stopped, then stood up and cupped his right hand to his chest, "Once again, I will introduce myself officially. Alexa, I mean Valencia. I am Daniel Maiden, one of the Nobles and Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Stanford and the official fiancé of Alexa Zeyana Hoult, one of the Daughters of Noble Hoult, who is also related to the Royal Family. Our engagement was even arranged by a predecessor, Alexa. And what made me seek you out for these two years was that we have a deeper connection than an ancestral betrothal. However, seeing you shocked like this ma

If Raiz did not accidentally hear Lady Bailey talk about this girl with one of the council members, he would not have had known Tina and Giselle had switched beforehand. “Fuck!” Raiz felt frustrated. He flopped on his couch, wiping his face in his rough palms. He had done so many things for the Alpha’s leader position. So. Many. Things! And they all became useless thanks to that dumb-ass omega. He had to come up with a new plan. And he better be quick! Raiz stared at his ceiling. His eyes narrowed, a glimpse of wicked flash through his deadly stare. He had to win the throne. *** It was almost midnight.

Betty, came up to me and whispered, "Isn't she just the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? I mean, I've heard of Raphael's fiancée, but I had no idea she was this stunning." I forced a smile and nodded, trying to hide my jealousy. But it was hard to ignore the feeling of inadequacy that was creeping over me. I was just a mere housemaid and assistant to Raphael, while Riezel was his fiancée, the future mistress of the hacienda.

Amell nearly screamed. "An unwanted princess." Esmeray added with a bitter laugh. Raziel leaned forward with a hard look on his face. "You are the granddaughter of the Rightful Heir of the Fey thrown and the King of all Beasts Aric King." "Yes, I suppose," Esmeray whispered. The more they praised her bloodline the more it made her feel like shit. The admiration dripping from Raziel and Amell's tones made her feel hollow. It made her envy Isak who had enjoyed every privilege she was robbed of. It made her want to set the unfair world around her on fire. . .

The sight took my breath away, leaving me speechless and mesmerized. The mark on Raziel's neck was a stunning, deep turquoise double crescent moon, its vibrant hue instantly transporting me back to the wishing well where our journey together first began. The larger crescent cradled the smaller one, forming a perfect, harmonious union. Delicate stars twinkled beside the moons, and the mark shimmered with an ethereal light, as if infused with magic.

“What job am I going to do today?” “Hm,” he looked at the tablet he was holding, scrolling through a few pages before looking at her. “Your schedule is packed Ms. Calixto.” “Am I really starting now? I don’t even know what she does! Like… her mannerisms or something. Don’t people know that about her?” Rojean panicked, looking around the room if there was something she could base Gizelle off from. “Sei liked her black clothes. Do you fancy wearing black clothes? Are you okay wearing black clothes?” Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room.

La Casa Blanche was no friend of mine and I was really running behind schedule. I had no intention of killing three vampires today but the universe worked in mysterious ways. I sensed a presence, one I knew all too well, and my senses directed me to the window overlooking the sun. Raizel, in all his glory, descended from there, like he was some sort of Angel with a halo. He dusted the imaginary snow from his dark pants and popped his long waistcoat. “Well, is this how you greet the host? By murdering his men?” He didn’t look pissed. If anything, he had a smirk on that matched mine with forced strength.

"That's great. Well...my father is dead..." She felt a bit sad. "Oh...do you need a new father? I won't share my father, but I can offer friendship. " Offering her hand for him to shake, she said, "I'm Lady Vienna Estelle Thaleia Xaviera. You can call me Estelle. How about you?" "I'm...Raziel..." *** That was the end of her memory. Even when he was still a kid, he had always been that cruel and intimidating. If there is one thing that Lady Vienna could describe him, Duke Raziel Valen Donovan was cruel.

RAUL The years had passed by quicker than I ever anticipated, and yet here we were, ten years after the storm that had torn through our lives. A lot had changed, and nothing had. Rebel was no longer just my closest ally in the chaos. She was the leader of our faction of the Order, a woman who had learned to navigate both the darkness and the light. She had her daughter, Kezziah, named after her grandmother, and she was a force; a true reflection of both her father and her mother. In a strange way, I saw Jacque in her every time she spoke, every time she gave an order. And as for Catya, she’d raised Zilla with a similar love and strength. Our girls had grown up in private, away from the Order

I knew he was just doing his job. “Ma'am, I'm sorry,” he said, his voice calm amidst Fiona’s rising fury. “ARE YOU NEW HERE? DON'T YOU RECOGNIZE ME?! I'M FIONA GOMEZ! THE ONLY HEIRESS OF THE R&G ENTERPRISE!” “Correction…” I stepped out of the revolving glass door, meeting her raging eyes. “It's Gomez Enterprise, dear,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, betraying none of the turmoil inside me.