Genevieve was washing the dishes in the kitchen when she heard a loud thud coming from the room of the old woman.
Rushing there, she glimpsed the woman who was laying on the floor, unconscious.
"Grandma! Grandma!" her voice became shaky all of a sudden as she went on her knees, trying to grab the woman.
She tapped her cheeks a few times, then became confused.
In bewilderment, she stood up to rush out of the house and in bafflement she bumped into a tall figure.
Realising it was someone she blurted out while sobbing, "My….grandma...please help her."
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"Griffin, you know, I kinda trust you with this matter…" there was it, the pure smirk on first cousin's face and he was referring to the woman who was dressed in the maroon coloured hood.Answering him, she blurted, "Why, yes. You can...you know why?"Walking a few steps, she continued, "Because, both of us want the same thing…""To kill Lord Nathan and have the throne all by myself…" was the words spoken by Nixer.Griffin cleared her throat, it was more of a warning and he immediately retorted, "Oh, yes. And to set you free… I know.""Now, go and check up on our Lord and his lady...I can't mis
Genevieve was lying on her bed and thinking about what Crawford said to her.Going back to her old house? To uncle Sam? She would never…Tossing to the other side, she sighed deeply. It was difficult for her to sleep...she was alone in the house.Hearing a thud coming from the balcony she let out a low gasp when she saw a figure standing next to the window.She immediately opened the lamp and looked at the familiar figure when she clutched her chest in pain."Hugo?" she asked unaware and the guy stepped forward to smile, "Hey…""How did you…?
"Good day, Ms Harper...I am here to take the keys to the house. Are you ready with your luggage?"A man in business attire holding a briefcase in his left hand, came inside to inform.Abbey got a little impatient as she blurted out, "What do you think, mister? Are we ready? Can't you see all this luggage out here...we are clearing a freakin house, sir. Don't you think you are forcing on us? Maybe, you should give us some time to pack…" when she was continuously blabbering, Genevieve gestured to her to be quiet when Abbey finally spoke her last sentence, "A month or two…""I know, sir. I will clear the house today… I have my bags packed already…" Genevieve informed politely.
The meeting was about to start in a few minutes when Nathan heard the footsteps approaching the conference room and with a swift movement he hurried towards her, pulling her and he dragged her to his cabin.The glass wall was one way reflected, only from Nathan's cabin he could see the conference room but no one from there could see what's happening in his cabin.Pushing her against the mirror, he pressed his lips against her and kissed her hard.When his lips touched hers, she felt the earth below her melt away. When his tongue grazed her it set her on fire.His kiss is his signature.The kiss grew deeper when her
"And what about the killing of innocent children?" Willow gave him a cold look of suspicion and asked menacingly."Our Lady is not involved in it...maybe it was my order!" he sneered when she stood up to sway her hips towards him and warned him."Nixer, you pray to God that our Lord will forgive you this time and your so-called witch bitch...or else you are gone!"The moment she turned around, his soft yet concerned tone made her pause as he begged, "Willow? Do you love me?"Turning around, she scoffed to raise her hands towards him and chanted something, his visions got blur for a moment when she informed, "Yes!"Within
"Ms Harper…" his voice was deathly quiet."It's Genevieve…" speaking arousingly, she stepped forward to whisper in his ear, "Or sweetness…"He was unable to understand what had gotten into her.Maybe she came drinking.She turned to grab the glass of the wine from the bar counter and gulped it instantly.Nathan scratched his eyebrow and he was about to hold his glass when she snatched it to gulp the wine.The bitter wine swirled around her throat, giving her a vicious taste as she pulled his sleeve with her eyes closed.&n
She felt the strength of his forearms cutting through to her wrists as he puts his weight on her, gripping them tightly, his lips locked with hers in a ferociously erotic dance.She savoured him, every drop latching onto his top lip and he reciprocated with a firm groan as they explored each other's mouths.He tasted so good that she can't pull herself away.She can't move against his body as he threatened her with his hips, she has no choice but to respond to his demands."Kiss me, please…" in a breathy voice, she asked and a smile crept upon his lips."No, Genevieve. Since you've been a very bad girl lately. I'm gonna
Genevieve was sleeping and she tossed when she heard some people entering the room."Wake up!" a woman screamed with so much wrath in her tone."My lady, please…" Crawford, from behind whispered to Raya who wasn't going to listen to it so easily.Genevieve rubbed her eyes, covering her body with the satin silk sheets, she saw a woman dressed in a business suit with three to four tall men as bodyguards standing patiently behind her"What?" she asked unaware, her head was pounding and when Raya gestured to the men to walk out, she crossed her hands at her chest."Sleeping with our Lord, do you think you can easily wi
On a fine evening, a woman was sitting before a mirror letting the makeup artists working their magic on her pretty face. Her sharp gazes moved to look at the woman who was standing right behind her."Willow, is everyone here?" she asked softly and in return, she got a positive reply, "Yes, my Queen. Everyone is waiting for you…"The woman stood up before glancing herself in the mirror, she turned around confidently lifting her head, just like a Queen.Wearing her dream outfit, she stepped ahead. The romantic lace over rich Dolce Satin, slim-a-line bridal gown from Stella York, featured a crystal beaded waist belt and a scalloped trim on its sweetheart bodice, hem and a chapel train. The back zips up under fabric-covered buttons that continue throughout the train. The wedding dress was a perfect a
"You mean to say my father killed my mother?" King Nathan asked with a disguised expression.Raya knew it, she was aware of the truth that it was King Edward who killed his wife by poisoning her.After all, she was a traitor, all these years after Nathan's birth, she kept on lying to her husband and meeting another man privately.She deserved death. She was the traitor dragon. And King Edward punished her.The sword which was clutched in the strong hands of King Nathan was slowly beginning to loosen.The urge to fight was no longer there. He wasn't blaming his father or hating him...how can he hate the m
Nazneen's throat was being slit by the fearless Queen of King Nathan. The other woman was terrifyingly afraid.Nathan gave her a gesture and she ran inside the castle with its door being locked from outside and the army of the soldiers were standing in front of it.They had to protect the Princess at all cost. It was a battle between the dragons and the King of medieval times.Then the brave soldier named Cyprus handed the dragon King his magnificent sword. The sword was inherited from him by his forefathers. He clutched the sword tightly in his hand...this sword he was holding right now has been slitting many throats, killing many enemies."Do you remember this sword,
"I think it's time for me to show Lord Nathan a mirror…" King Marcel had this kind of a winning smirk on his evil face.Nazneen remained silent then a plan came to her sinful mind. She turned her face to King Marcel and uttered, "My King, I think I should come with you...perhaps I can help you with the plan."King Marcel lifted his eyebrow in confusion when he asked, "What kind of help?""Look, My King…" with that Nazneen began to tell him the plan she made and soon his confused expressions were changed into a satisfying one.Nazneen let out a secret smirk, after all, she's been planning this for days. She knew she had to tolerate the stupid king as he was much more
*Genevieve's dream*It was a fine day in Harrisburg, the dark clouds covered the bright sun and soon the wind took over the case.Stepping outside the house of her parents, she instantly noticed the fresh, wet scent of earth.As she continued walking, she willingly allowed the sprinkling droplets to envelope her entire body. Her shoes are soaked soon, with each step she took, she felt a puddle of water move beneath her feet. The rain hurled itself violently on the dark, slippery pavement.Her hair was dripping with ice-cold raindrops which plummet to the earth with every mov
This was the moment when King Nathan gestured Willow to kill her and just then the sea witch began to chant in some other language and the banshee woman blasted into tiny cubes of ice.The white coloured snowflakes spread in the room making a beautiful snowfall.Genevieve handed the little princess to Willow and blurted out in annoyance, "I don't know what's wrong with everybody but I cannot tolerate this!"King Nathan was having trouble withstanding Genevieve at the moment.She then turned to Raya and began to yell, "I told you, this is all because of you! Why don't you just?..." Nathan shouted to interrupt her, "Genevieve! It's enough now!"
"Genevieve! Take her inside?" King Nathan ordered and the mortal woman immediately took the little Princess inside with Raya and Willow following her.Walking inside the suite of King Nathan, Genevieve was tucking the little one close to her chest and paced back and forth."Relax, Genevieve…" Raya spoke worriedly then got a sarcastic answer from her, "You don't say anything, Raya. It's not your child or you who are at risk but my daughter and me."King Nathan ordered his men to find the killer and asked everyone to go back to their homes.The dragons were in a panic, they were not accepting Genevieve as their Queen and Celestine as their Princess.
In her mind, many thoughts were racing. Raya was thinking about Genevieve. She remembers she made a pact with herself to accept Genevieve Harper as King Nathan's second woman and the first woman to produce an heir for him.But the assertion between them before the coronation of King Nathan somehow made her in a doubt.Could there be a chance Genevieve would be nice to her? Or would she be taunting her just like she did before?Raya was confident in herself because she was born royal, a princess...whereas Genevieve was just a petty little human, who would die eventually.This brought a winning smile to her face as she lifted her hand to wave just like any royal Queen would do. 
It was a beautiful morning in the magical land of Thralia, the birds chirped creating a newly spring song. The greenfield was wholly filled by the freshly grown grass, beautiful spring flowers in various colours blossomed in the front lawn of Lord Nathan's castle.Several soldiers were busy with their work, the red carpet in the field, leading from the Dire valley to the King's castle, the arrangements were being made.Today was the day Lord Nathan was going to be the King.The last two weeks were spent resting, Genevieve was healing from the childbirth whereas Lord Nathan was taking a rest as the last few weeks were so stressful for him.Raya was being relaxed as she was holding