Novels by fatimahwritings34

The grand Sterling family mansion was extremely busy and loud. Clara dressed up in a bright red dress to look like an important lady. She wanted to sell her medical products to a powerful military chief.The military chief was a tall and powerful man named General Iron. He came to the mansion with his top bodyguard to test new medicine. He needed the best healing salve to keep his soldiers alive on the battlefield.Clara stood near a long silver table in the middle of the room. She pointed her thin finger at a green jar on the table. She smiled a fake smile and spoke with a very loud voice."This is my special Ancestral Blood-Clotting Salve," Clara boasted happily. "I made this perfect healing paste with my own two hands." "It took me many months of hard work to create this recipe."Clara was telling a very big lie to the strong general. She did not know how to make good medicine at all. She had failed all her hard tests at the alchemy school.Two years ago, Leo had secretly fixed the

Lord Vance slammed his heavy fist against the expensive wooden desk with immense fury. His old face turned bright red as he stared at the disastrous reports. The entire family business was crumbling right before his very eyes.Julian stood shaking in front of his angry father like a frightened child. He did not know what to say to calm down the raging storm. The massive financial losses had broken their family's proud spirit completely."Our ships are completely stuck at the northern border!" Lord Vance yelled with a trembling voice. "Every single trade route has been locked tight by an unknown enemy! We have lost millions of silver coins in a single night!"Julian swallowed hard and rubbed his sweating hands together nervously. "What do we do now to fix this terrible mess, Father?" Julian asked with fear in his tone. "The other noble families are already laughing at us behind our backs!"Lord Vance glared at his son with cold eyes. "You must make the lost money back right this second

The Chief Master of the Global Sovereign Trust walked slowly into the bright room. Heavy black armor clanked loudly on the polished floor as a hundred imperial guards followed right behind him. In his old, steady hands, the Chief Master held a bright dark gold leather scroll.It was the absolute deed that controlled every single shop, hall, and trade house in the entire city. Every noble in the hall held their breath, too afraid to even make a sound. Their eyes were wide as they watched the grand master walk straight toward the stage.Julian smiled huge, straightening his fine blue robes and puffing out his chest. He took three fast steps forward with his arms wide open to greet the powerful old man. "Welcome, great Chief Master!" Julian shouted proudly with a very deep bow."The Vance family and the Sterling family welcome you with wide open arms! We are so honored to have you here today!" Clara added quickly, bowing her head down low with a huge smile. "Our hall is yours, Lord Maste

She took a fast step forward and grabbed Leo's torn collar with both hands. Her pretty face was twisted with pure hatred and deep disgust as she glared into his quiet eyes."You are nothing but a poor, useless live-in trash!" Clara screamed into his face, shaking him hard. "You sit in my mother's home, you eat our food, and now you stand in the dark garden talking like a big king!" Leo did not pull away from her tight grip, nor did he blink as she yelled.He just looked down at her angry face with cold, dark eyes that held no fear. "I am not pretending, Clara," Leo said in a very quiet, calm voice. "I just want my father to be safe.""Shut your dirty mouth!" Clara shrieked, slapping his hand away with pure anger. "I do not want to hear another single word from your ugly lips!" She grabbed his bruised arm with her sharp nails and dragged him out of the garden.She pulled him back toward the huge, bright doors of the main banquet hall. "Come inside right now!" Clara demanded, her voice

The old man with pure white hair stepped out of the luxury carriage. His long red robes swept over the dirty mud, but he did not care about the rain at all. He stared right at Leo, his mouth open in total shock and deep fear.The entire rainy street went completely quiet as the old man moved fast toward the puddle. "Grand Master!" the lead guard gasped, dropping his heavy sword into the wet dirt. "What is this very influential person doing in a trashy alley like this?"The Imperial Envoy ignored the guard completely and turned to the top doctors behind him. "Bring the gold medicine box right now! Save this old man this second!" Four grand doctors in silver robes ran out of the carriage with heavy red boxes.They knelt in the brown mud next to Old Thomas without taking a single breath. "Use the Imperial Needle Art!" the Envoy shouted, his voice shaking with big worry. "If his fever does not drop right now, all of your heads will fall today!"The silver-robed doctors quickly pulled out

The old master inspector stood frozen on the dusty wooden stage, his eyes wide as he stared directly at the quiet young man before him. "Who... who are you?" the old inspector asked in a low whisper, his hands shaking with sudden deep shock as he looked at the shattered blade on the floor. Leo did not say a single word back to the old man, choosing instead to pick up Clara’s heavy fur cloak from the ground, wipe his bleeding palm on his torn sleeve, and turn his back on the entire assembly arena without looking at the crowd once.He walked away with quick, heavy steps, leaving behind the stunned nobles, the wide-eyed smiths, and all the loud shouting from the rich spectators in the arena. He did not care about their praise, their confusion, or their sudden shock, because his heart was back in the cold wooden shed with his blind, sick father. As Leo walked out through the big iron gates of the courtyard, heavy dark grey clouds rolled rapidly across the wide sky, turning the afternoon l