Romans & histoires Village Head's Debauchery

“I like the fact that a Davenport is behind John Hazelwood’s utter downfall.” “Hadn’t Declan done that a long time ago?” I wondered, instinctively leaning against my husband, who didn’t miss the chance to wrap an arm around my waist. “And the last blow also belongs to a Davenport, who happens to be you, so congratulations, sis.” Ares raised his glass, making me blush as the others raised their glasses too. “It seems like I married a badass,” Declan commented as he kissed my cheek, causing me to laugh. “You did,” Lana agreed with her brother.

Madame Leigh pulled Hoyt into the house to deal with him while the village head said in embarrassment, “There are too many family affairs here. Sorry for that.” Declan chuckled and said, “A family is only lively when there are quarrels. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. On the contrary, your wife is quite enthusiastic and doesn’t treat us as outsiders, at the very least.” The village head was rather embarrassed, yet he felt comforted by Declan’s remark. He glanced at the indifferent-looking Kyran and went into talking proper business. “There are very few villagers who fish nowadays. The older ones can’t stand the cold from the sea wind, so they forage for food on the mountain to sell.

Chapter 78 -Baron Penin- Head of Peon village It was another beautiful day in the village of Peon as the sun emitted its rays to shine down on the land. I for one was feeling very happy as my dear older brother just left my estate practically on his knees to beg for my help. All of these foolish nobles need to understand that success does not come to you just because they were born in a noble home or you were opportuned to be born with a silver spoon in your mind.

He cautioned us to lie low and avoid drawing attention to ourselves. Upon arriving at the village, I was taken aback by the state of the place. It seemed completely different from what I remembered of it. Waxwing had undergone a significant transformation since my last visit. It no longer looked like a worker’s village but more like a socialite hub, where people were affluent enough to live on the outskirts of Cardinal City but not wealthy enough to make it into the fortress. Gideon had mentioned that the village was sacked by Osprey’s army, who were searching for deserters and supporters. Although I didn’t witness the attack myself, Gideon said that the town was burned to the ground by them

It is believed by the locals that a ghost resides in the house and he spares no one who enters his territory. In the past a few men tried to take control of the devil residing inside but the next day their bodies were found hanging from the banyan tree situated in the outskirts of the village. Thus the village head ordered everyone of the locals to stay away from the slaughter house which became an advantage to Sherlock Hanes. He could now carry all his unlawful businesses including women trafficking without a glitch. "As long as these ignorant villagers' and their crazy beliefs are alive, I will reign this world." Sherlock professed going all powerful in a self-conceited grin before his men

Everyone in the village now knew that these three men were wicked at heart. After the three of them fell from grace, the entire village turned against them. Several young women in the village who had suffered at their hands in the past now came forward one after another to report them. Fear had kept them quiet in the past, but now, they finally found the courage to face the devil head-on. When the fathers of these young women learned that their daughters had been sexually assaulted by the trio, they were so enraged that they beat them up to a pulp. During what should have been a festive season, the village was filled not with the sounds of livestock being slaughtered for the feast, but with

I smile widely as I watch the dogs close in on the traitorous maid — first sinking their teeth into her thighs, then her arms. I empty the glass of wine in one go, enjoying the sound and sight of her being torn apart. Her screams echo across the grounds. Other maids nearby are crying, terrified by what they are witnessing. As her voice grows weaker and weaker, I walk closer, still holding my glass. The handlers pull the dogs back and restrain them. “This is exactly what you deserve for putting me in a position I did nothing to cause.” I reach for another drink, but Piattos hands me a bottle of vodka instead. I glance at Zeb — I only asked him, but apparently Piattos thought ahead too.

'' Reeve and Ray asked, almost simultaneously feeling strange with his sisters. ''You don't know yet,'' said Keffy in a weak tone of voice. Reeve and Ray saw Atthy and Keffy's faces, which looked seriously sad. Their hearts began to pound at the thought of what had happened while they were not in the Village. Their faces that were initially astonished now turned into faces full of questions. ''Uncle Mischa, died a year ago. Now the position of village head has been replaced by Uncle Ruvi.'' ''Yes, now the head of the village is Uncle Ruvi.''

Afterward, there was silence as we continued to ride to the village. Never did I know being a beta could be so f****** hectic; before I got dethroned, being an alpha wasn't much of a hassle. Then why the hell is being a beta so f****** tiresome? I did not overtax my previous beta, nor did I slack off. ‘Then why is there so much to do?’ I wondered bitterly. The horses took steady strides into the village, allowing me to roam my eyes smoothly on the residents. I could tell at a glimpse why Daciana insisted that I should come over; this place is underdeveloped. The f***, is there any ruler or leader here?

Was the Village supposed to be known each other? Everyone was silence and was starting to feel that there really was reduction in the population of the Village since the thousands years. Yet because of the new generation to come, it was never been acknowledge. Yet, noticeable of all was that most of the men that grow old was, in fact, live life without even saw a single women, all was already connected to destiny by someone else. Even the Pub has to post their beauty with make up, if not, they couldn't be called a beauty anymore. And those was also has a partners in life. So where's the single lady?