Adventure Time Duke Novels & Stories

"Now, I will tell him to get ready." Max was waiting in Duke's study room. His face beamed when he saw her entered the room, "Chili, have you done?" "Yes, Maxwee. We can go now." Duke raised his left brow. His expression became colder, and he tightens his grip on the white tea cup he was holding on, "Chili and Maxwee? What is that?" "Father, our nicknames were so cute, right? I really like it." Cecilia grin widely.

But by the time he realized what he’d said, it was already too late. Duke looked at him wearing that same eyes again. A cold one. “Worry not, Father. I may be weak but I am not dumb.” His son’s firm reply reached his ears. “This here,” Duke showed Raul two furry toys he was holding. “Are my brother’s bed companions. I’m just delivering these to them. May I, then?” “Do what you need to do.” Was all Raul could say as he walked past his 9-year-old son. He stopped his strides after only five steps and then looked back. He saw Duke entering the tent he just came from. “Something is changed in him.” He commented.

Especially when it involved Duke Lunnart, who was famous for being cold and indifferent, and the new Duchess from the imperial family. As if a man who had never cared about anyone had suddenly fallen deeply in love. And now the Duke had not returned to his room for the entire night. Of course the whole mansion had immediately begun creating their own stories. A few seconds later, the maid spoke again softly. “If the Duke truly became bored that quickly… then Her Grace the Duchess is really pitiful.” Enough. Creeeak— The bedroom door suddenly opened. Orla and the maid in front of her both jolted in shock, nearly dropping the laundry basket they were holding.

But just then a knock came on the door, mercifully catching the Duke’s attention, and as he turned and moved to open it Anna felt as if she’d earned a reprieve of some kind. A member of staff came in carrying a tray in one hand and a bottle in the other. He deposited the tray on the coffee table by the couch, put the bottle beside it, then left. The tray contained a selection of cheeses and crackers, two long-stemmed glasses, and a steaming cup of tea. The Duke moved over to the tray and picked up the tea. “There is champagne, of course, but I thought you might prefer something a little more calming.” He carried it over to the small table that stood next to the armchair closest to the firepl

Others called it fear. Elijah was now a grown man; with a muscular body, a jawline that was sharper than a knife, long black hair, gleaming skin. He looked like a 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙠 𝙜𝙤𝙙. The prince was every women's dream and what every men wanted to be. He looked like an angel, carved in perfection, but what lived inside him was far from holy. He walked in the castle and made his way to the venue hall. Just his presence, spread a dark aura throughout the room.

Then she said again. “ Hey you! Go and get us a bottle of wine at the cellar” she said. I stopped pouring my milk half way and froze. What? I turned my head to snap at her when I heard a deep voice that was now getting registered in my head. “Don’t you dare!” Duke said in the lowest voice I have ever heard, but it carried so much threat that I saw one of the girls flinch. He slowly emerged from where he was from his room. He was wearing a black shirt and a black jean. I was beginning to think that his favorite color was black because that was about the only colors he wore. He looked so pleasant to the eye. His hair was all spiky as it seemed quite wet. Was he coming from the bathroom. At th

I wink at him, and we both give a light chuckle…but his only lasts a second, before he is all serious again… back to business. I look over to the other three, Duke has his arms crossed, while he is busy typing on his phone, a smirk on his face. His blue eyes filled with excitement, while some of his brown curls flopped forward. Probably talking to a girl, he is after all the playboy Alpha. "Duke…" I move into his space, tapping with my finger on his phone's screen. He frowns and looks up, before noticing me for the first time, and his frown is replaced by widened eyes.

"Highlights and lowlights are the way to go. They'll be beautiful on you." Sue eyes herself critically in the mirror. "I guess you're right. I do want to look nice for my date." "Who are you going out with this time?" I put down the brush and roll my tray over. "His name is Frank. We're on the same planning committee at church. He finally pulled his head out of his ass and asked me out." I laugh. "Do you think you should be cussing when you're talking about a guy you met at church?"

“Winters Corporation has finally stopped pressuring us. Kendry, you better watch yourself. Don’t offend a bigwig like that again.” Duke sat in the living room for a long time. He only realized that the night had passed when the sun rose. He had traveled all the way to Cloud City, but he had been cautious about approaching Addy. He had been afraid that he would not be able to stop himself from aggressively entering her life again. But it was fine now. His Addy had recovered. The baby would be kept a secret. He did not wish her to be immersed in negative emotions anymore. Duke stood up and changed into a lake blue suit, but he thought that he looked too mature. So, he took out a silvery-gray s

"But I've seen you before." "Get your hands off her." "Turn around." Duke rose with his hand hovering over Kael, whose body began to shift as his bones popped and reset into human form. Duke turned his gaze toward me, a predator measuring a carcass. "Did you not hear her? Or do you need me to remove your hand for you?" Something felt off — deeper than anything I had seen in the woods — so I released her and held my hands up. "Father," I shouted, not taking my eyes off Duke. "He's a traitor. Why is he standing there?"