A Lady For A Duke Mga Nobela at Kwento

Excerpt from The Quizzing Glass Gazette, April 3, 1820, The Lady Society Column: Lady Society was quite entertained earlier this week, when she was witness to yet another wicked scheme perpetuated by a member of London's notorious League of Rogues. His Grace, the Duke of Essex, was seen to have been seducing a most attractive widow in the midst of a musicale hosted by Viscount Sheridan.

Sush included, raising her to-go coffee cup to Lucy’s statement when she read it over lunch, finding humor in those words since she wasn’t at the receiving end. Sush sensed then - just as she was sure now - the duke’s character wasn’t fully captured by the media. She may not know the duke, but she knew the queen. That woman may be nice to anyone in general - provided one didn’t piss her off - but she was highly selective of her inner circle. If the duke was in her inner circle now, it only meant he was - at the very least - tolerable.

Perhaps she would perish from humiliation where she stood. “Oh! My Lady, forgive me,” the serving woman gasped, dropping into a frantic curtsy. Inside the chamber, the conversation stopped as though severed with a blade. The Duke appeared first, his dark eyes fixing on her face with uncomfortable intensity. Understanding passed between them. He knew she had been listening. She knew he knew. “Lady Loren, you seem to have lost your way.” “I was returning to my chambers,” she managed, her voice admirably steady considering her dignity had just died in a corridor.

For someone who had both the money and fame, it was a puzzle of how antisocial her young Duchess was. "I'll get the Maybach ready for you or you rather ride the chopper instead? It's an hour drive from here." "No, the car is fine. I don't mind the long drive, the longer the better," said the Duchess. "And thank you, Shirley." Shirley smiled and left the room. ~*~ Lady Florence burst through the door of Violet's office, all dressed up in her glamorous robe of glittering red and gold. "I thought you were ready," Florence said with a grunt.

"The Duke sent Miss Liana away in the middle of the night..." "Sent her to that beautiful estate in the south. He wouldn't want her to suffer the slightest discomfort." "Sigh, it was bound to happen. Ten years. Did they think no one knew?" "Ever since that ball ten years ago, Miss Liana has had him wrapped around her finger. At first, he worried because she was his adopted sister, but then..." "Then they started sleeping together almost every night the Duchess was away. The whole staff knew. Only Her Grace was kept in the dark."

Duke Arthur and Beatrice Blanche who was sitting alone in the room were sitting quietly until it was filled with laughter of the Duke. "You are going to be the Grand Duchess of this Empire. You don't have to make a deal with me, do whatever you want!" Arthur shouted full of pride. "You don't even know me, what if I do something that can embarrass your name," Beatrice said shyly. Arthur thought the woman in front of him was very interesting. She was brave enough to make a deal with the Grand Duke while others fainted just standing in front of him but now he saw the lady being shy all of sudden.

A smile played about her full lips until Kate had wanted to scream. “How much does he pay you to play the doting wife?” Paris continued, tilting her gorgeous head to one side as she looked up to meet Kate’s blue eyes. “Five million GBP? Ten?” Without waiting for Kate's reply, she continued, “Did he also ask you to carry his child? I mean, he has a duty to his family to have a son, as I’m sure you know. He’s royalty after all. Someone must ensure that the Duke title stays in the family.” She gave Kate a once over and slowly nodded. “Yes, I can see how you can be of use for that.” Then a dangerous smile formed on her painted lips. “Or maybe he still thinks about me.”

However, the next second when he helped his wife out of the car, all the people were stunned to see a very beautiful woman beside the infamous cold Duke. The way people were used to seeing the sun rising in the east, in the same way, they are used to seeing their cold Duke single. Most even predicted that the rumours were all truth, no lies. No woman would ever come in his dark life. Some elderly people even believe that the Duke is cursed. He would never get along with women. However, the appearance of this gorgeous woman did not only failed their predictions but shocked them to the fullest. How come their cold Duke let a woman stand beside them?

(Lord Duke Windstorm The 5th) The Duke of Frozen Peak City were unable to refute anything nor he can even replied to the mocking tone of the Aeternum Colonel before him, as before he even got the chance to even utter a single word, a sword slashed already separating his head from his neck. All that he can do is watched as the Colonel mockingly smiled at his dead corpse. As the duke corpse started to lose it’s warmth, the dulled silenced throne room started to began to bustling with noises. At the same time, a blonde young woman entered the room, a very attractive looking woman in her middle 30’s, if there were any surviving subordinate of the Duke were in the room they would definitely recog

I heard a shout that made us stop fighting. “Stop, please” She begged in a cold voice. While looking at us and holding my gun. “Lady,” Duke said. He can’t believe what he saw. She is wearing a dress. Candy’s dress and she is crying. He can’t also believe that Lady is just there all along. She heard everything we talked about. He smiles because Lady is alive and now she is standing in front of us. She keeps on crying. Her tears only tell me that she had enough.