Mary Moore

Stories 13
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  • by Mary Moore After receiving the Earl of Monarey, we joined Silvia and Yul in the sitting room. When we arrived, there was this strange air between them, but I ignored it. Klaus and Claude didn't seem to notice — or maybe they chose not to. The servants served us tea, and we talked about almost everything that I missed in the five years. They shared their own stories, misadventures, hardships, and everything. I had fun listening, but at the same time, felt a little regretful that I wasn't there to witness it.…
  • by Mary Moore I rushed outside the mansion and stopped by the entrance when I saw multiple carriages parked outside. The maids were already helping the Earl's people with the large presents he bought. My steps grew slower, controlling my face from distorting at the presents and the wagon of flowers from the north. Suddenly, the door of the carriage opened. My eyes glistened with excitement until they changed to surprise. The expectation of seeing a child disappeared as the person who was hitching out the carriage was…
  • by Mary Moore "Oh? Did I mention something that I shouldn't? I guess you are also swimming in this sea of fools as well, huh?" Silvia was clearly not pleased with Yul's remarks. The side of her lips stretch into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Not good, I thought, but I kept silent and sipped tea. Silvia and Rufus and their complicated relationship also intrigued me. "Is this how you repay me for giving you wonderful advice, Your Grace?" her brow quirked, tilting her head a little to the side. "My lady, I…
  • by Mary Moore Yulis and Silvia teased me and I felt like they came here just to bully me. Although I knew there was some truth in their advice about Law's scary side, I naturally defended him. "What do you expect from my son? His father is a mad vampire while his mother used to be a vigilante who murder nobles out of boredom? Of course, he will inherit a few things from his crazy parents. Fabian is just an added ingredient." I rolled my eyes and clicked my tongue. "Even so, he is my son. Sam and I were doing our best…
  • by Mary Moore "Oh, my goodness..." A sharp exhale escaped my mouth, seeing that those two were treating the driveway as a racetrack. With their speed, it wouldn't be surprising if their steed crash on us. "Fabian, what are the odds that they won't hurt any of us?" I inquired while staring at the galloping horses. "They had full control of their steed, Madam." I glanced at Fabian while he cast me a reassuring smile. I glanced back at the maids and butlers, noticing the slight panic in their eyes. When I checked…
  • by Mary Moore Days had passed in a blink of an eye since I received the letters. Every day had been a blessing to our family, even though our days were like recurring events of spending breakfast together, Sam and Law's fierce exchange of words, my husband surprising me for appearing out of nowhere, and spending as much time with our son. Law's favorite time of the day was our afternoon activity, where he would usually nap on my lap while I read a book under the tree in the garden. About Adam, he had already returned…
  • by Mary Moore [ Dearest Lilou, I am relieved and thrilled to hear from you after five years. Grimsbanne had been peaceful, and the weather had been very clear today. Although the sun blazes during the day, the abundance of trees cooled the midday breeze. You said you procured books from Grimsbanne and I'm glad that you liked them. I hope you found them helpful in my nephew's education as well. I had prepared more books for you, knowing you love to read. I have a lot of things to tell you and stories I want to…
  • by Mary Moore When we came in, Law and I sat across from Sam and Adam. My brows rose as I cast Sam a look, and he shrugged. I gazed down at Law, who sat beside me. "Law?" I called, and he glanced at me. He then peeked at Adam, fidgeting with his fingers as he mustered his courage to apologize. "I'm... so... sorry," came out a weak, muffled voice. "My son, that is very sincere of you," Sam commented, only to zip his mouth when Law and I glared at him. Law let his father's comment slide this time as he took a…
  • by Mary Moore Meanwhile, Samael knocked on the door, which was Adam's room. Although Adam used to sleep in Law's room, Samael had prepared a separate room for him, so he didn't feel he was squatting on the estate. "Adam, I'm coming in," he announced before pushing the door open. His face instantly distorted as soon as his eyes landed on Fabian. The latter raised his gaze at the door and stood straight after placing the tea on the small table. "Fabian, please tell me you haven't imparted your wisdom to Adam."…
  • by Mary Moore After meeting Bey, I suddenly had this idea in my head. It was wrong for me to ask Fabian for socializing as he was too insensitive about other people's feelings. He probably thought I could do whatever I wanted if nobles offended me. He wasn't wrong, though. But I now had Law, and I didn't want to ruin our peaceful life because I couldn't let go of my violent tendencies. Bey came from a fallen noble house. But that didn't mean she didn't have an idea on how to deal with the ladies in high society.…
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