A Lady For A Duke Novels & Stories

The only thoughts in my head were those of Pete and how he was going to lose both balance and focus the minute he sets his eyes on me. I had a lacy red slightly below the bum insanely hot dress on with very high silver stiletto heels and of course, lots of silver accessories. Catherine did my makeup as she insisted that I needed to own the show and in her own words, show Pete exactly what he would have missed with his cowardice." I couldn't fathom how she was so quick to attribute Pete's actions to cowardice not like I was going to challenge the statement because, yunno my flawless face-beat was not something I was willing to risk over Catherine's extremely wild temper.

Unlike the duke, however, he possessed an easygoing personality. He smiled naturally as he greeted familiar nobles, causing several young noblewomen to blush. His popularity among the younger generation was obvious. Then... The hall became silent once again. Another figure stepped through the doorway. The only daughter of Duke Adrian. Lady Kyra Asterion. She possessed the timeless elegance of a goddess. Porcelain skin glowed beneath the crystal chandeliers. Long raven-black hair cascaded gracefully to her waist. Her ruby-red eyes shimmered with both warmth and quiet melancholy.

The duke however was devoted to his childhood sweetheart, his betrothed, Lady Amaryllis, the heir to the duchy of Stormwall. Lady Amaryllis was beautiful and gentle but no kitten… she had claws of her own. She never resorted to taking shade under anyone… but provided shade to everyone she deemed worthy. Zelda and Lady Amaryllis clashed openly and yet, they never turned bitter enemies. Instead, Lady Amaryllis earned Zelda’s respect and gradually forged a friendship… and a lifelong loyalty… that not even the Duke could interfere with… Later, Zelda turned this obsession and friendship into protecting Lady Amaryllis’s heirs… becoming the most trusted companion in Alex’s troupe.

It was saved as "Grandpa" My fingers trembled as I pressed the call button. A few seconds later, a deep, authoritative voice, tinged with an old Angletonian accent, came through from the other end of the line. "Helen? What's wrong?" No one knew that I was the sole heir to the old noble Winston family. Three years ago, in that penthouse in Molhatt, my biological grandfather, Duke Archibald Winston, found me, his long-lost granddaughter. Even though he wanted to take me away, Ryan had cherished me like a treasure back then, and I couldn't bear to leave him.

"I can't meet you after your marriage hope you didn't mind. " "Of course not your majesty .I should have asked for a meeting instead ." "That's alright . By the way I think the Duke have a Keen eye ." "Why your majesty ?" "Because he found a jewel like you among this vast country ." "Oh your majesty it's not like that ..." "I know about your beautiful relationship Duchess . Please speak comfortably with me I want to talk with you because I really lacked s companion , if you don't mind ." "Of course not your majesty ."

Together with her lady, they stayed at the back of the crowd to avoid getting from the mess, waiting by their carriage. "No, I want to see him...." The lady said. She was the daughter of the Duke and Duchess, Lady Vienna "Estelle" Thaleia Xaviera. Growing up as a spoiled and bratty child, she had always thought that she was the female lead, but when a handsome mysterious man gave her a book a few days ago, she learned her whole life was superficial and her fate was already decided in the book. What more, she learned that she was a villainess. And that is why she can't just keep still.

It was good for her since she liked to drink coffee more than anything else, especially as she only worked almost all day long. “Of course, every type is available,” Alexander added with a smirk. “I cannot possibly refuse such an invitation,” she said with a smile. Alexander led the young duchess and her guard to the duke’s residence. He noticed her steps were elegant and very shallow, as if she did not trust even the ground. And the ruby eyes with two black marks in the middle were fixed on his moves as if she did not want to miss even the slight movement. “Duke, Young Duchess, what a pleasant sight!” Cornelius exclaimed as he ran towards them the moment he noticed them. To his surprise, th

The duke was a tall man, not as tall as his son Bart, but still a giant of a man with a dignified air and a handsome face. The years had been kind to him. I hated how good he looked as I drew a breath and braced myself. Everyone in the room bowed the heads. The duke, however, only glanced disinterestedly at the hired help, came to stand behind me and held my gaze in the mirror a second longer than I could bear. Then he marched off. We all exhaled one after another, like a set of trickling dominoes. "My lady should not be alarmed by His Grace," said the woman sticking pins into my hair. "Been that way since the day I got here." I tried to turn, but the woman steered me forward again. "Almost

he said and received an 'Ok, sir' in unison. A few minutes later he came back "Ok, times up, now everyone to your spots" Director Charles ordered. "In three, two, one. ACTION!" The scene started with the arrival of the Duke at the village town square on his carriage. As he came down, he was directed to a seat in his high chair, beside him stood his minister and also one of the heads of the town square. "Now bring them in" the Duke ordered in his high stern tone of voice. The guards on hearing his words, drag in a lady whose clothes looked torn on the sides and also dirty as she had been locked up in the dungeon for the last few days, It was Lady Penelope. A few minutes later someone else was

Sara threw away the remaining cigarettes that were left and quickly returned inside. “I want to announce, that my son, the Duke of Mayfield will be finding a wife this season,” The duchess spoke and smiled as she heard the crowd murmur. Every family wanted their da; acc; according; accordingd,ing to Wil,liam he only needed a pretty wife. The duchess walked behind him. “Have you taken interest in that particular, young lady? She is Sara Adams, you remember your father and yours were good friends. You cannot take interest in her because she is just a child,” She told him.