Annabelle Dukes Novels & Stories

Leaving the midwives and the lady in waiting to their miserable fate. ‘Help me,’ The duchess whispered in a raspy voice, ‘Please get it out of me.’ She sobbed weakly as her hands lay limp beside her. Her lady-in-waiting moved closer to her and bent forward to touch her belly. The spot where her hands rested lit up in a bright orange light, and the midwives shrank back in fear and shock. The servant stepped back and, in one command, ordered the midwives to cut through the duchess's abdomen.

she asks gently. I immediately shake my head. "I don't think so. Sorry." "It's fine," she says easily. "I'm Anabella, I'm here to see my mom for the first time in years." Something in her tone makes me look at her properly. "Years?" I repeat. She nods slowly. "I left because she refused to leave my abusive father and now she has cancer, my dad is dead, and suddenly all the responsibility falls on me." There is no bitterness in her voice but just exhaustion.

I pleaded and he glared at me. His fingers brushed against my lips and I tried to move away but his eyes commanded me to stop. My body was following his every command, like he owned me. “Remember I told you to drop formalities when we are alone?” He asked and I recalled he had mentioned that yesterday. It was true he asked me to but I was as stubborn as a mole. “Tell me Anabelle Villarreal, why did you disobey my words?” He asked, and I glared at him, how did he know my surname? I have never told him my surname, I only told him my name as I didn't want him to find out about my past.

Just like this fragile little dream I had let myself believe in. My phone rang again. Thaddeus. I sighed and picked up. “What do you want?” I snapped. His voice was smooth, amused. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Anabelle.” “I already told you, I don’t have any more information.” Thaddeus chuckled. “I might just tell Bruno about your secret little hotel date with Gerrard.” My stomach dropped. I sat up fast. No. No, no, no. “What?” My voice was barely above a whisper.

Maybe underneath all that hostility, Rick felt the same burning attraction she did. After soaking for nearly an hour, her muscles finally relaxed, Valerie stepped out of the tub and wrapped herself in a towel. She stared at her reflection in the steamy mirror, studying the woman looking back at her. "You are Valerie Calder," she told her reflection firmly. "The Duchess of New York. You don't chase men. They chase you." But deep down, she knew she had never wanted a man the way she wanted Rick Cameron.

Kaelus didn't even blink at the bloody display unfolding right in front of him. "Raipherze! I—I heard the Duke talking to the head butler!" the young man who leaked the information blurted out, shivering in pure terror as he stared at his comrade's mangled face. "You just said Lancaster." "It—it was just a stopover, Your Grace! The Duke owns a massive estate in Raipherze. Back when he proposed to the lady—" "Enough," Kaelus cut him off sharply. His chest heaved with a quiet fury, entirely unwilling to hear a single word about his woman's past with another man.

Duncan was particularly interested in meeting Annabelle. Not knowing the man’s intentions made Kendrick uneasy. The woman smiled when she saw Annabelle and Kendrick, scooting over to make space for them to sit. Then she turned to Annabelle, sizing her up with a quick glance. "Kendrick didn’t introduce her?" "This is my wife, Annabelle," Kendrick said. He looked at Annabelle and added, "Anna, this is Mr.Duncan, and this is Miss Eleanor, Mr.Duncan’s third daughter." Annabelle greeted both of them in turn.

I had to watch. "Paige, do you need help in finding a game?" "Shut up!" I hushed her. "One more thing master Kam" The young manger called his attention again. "What?!" "Miss Annabelle escaped from the rehab. A few weeks ago. We caught her and the woman who helped her out but there is a big problem. She gotten her memory. She keeps asking for her daughter, her family. The rehab is concerned, she's making trouble Master." Jude's eyes lit in worry and concern, I also while watching. Anabelle, why do I think?...

She had such long brown hair that put mine to shame and she was the most stunning woman I had ever seen. " Hello Keira, I am Annabelle, I am your earth and fire sacrifice. It is nice to meet you." "Hi, Annabelle, it is nice to meet you too I just wish they were under better circumstances." "You seem sweet Keira, I fear through out all of this you will loose that sweetness, but please try your best to keep it we don't have enough nice people in this world." "Well your nice why else would you offer to be the sacrifice?" "I have my reasons and I couldn't allow two of my sister witches to die when it would just be me."