Novel & Cerita Azur Lane Duke Of York

There was a sick sense of finality in the air. The former Duke of the North—the man once praised as a noble war hero and the father of a gifted girl—had now aligned himself with the South’s most dangerous traitors. Duke Edmond raised his goblet again, his grin far too wide. “To new beginnings,” he said, clinking his cup against Orrick’s with a hollow chime. Veyren said nothing. He simply adjusted his coat and opened the door, letting the stormy air blast through the lodge for a brief second as he left to prepare the horses. He didn’t need to speak—he already knew their departure would leave no trace.

"Lady Aurora—" "The Earl of Greymoor is Zane's father, and therefore mine as well. I cannot disobey his command. I beg your pardon, young man!" With a swift, elegant motion, Aurora's spear shot forward, aimed straight for Yuvan's chest. He raised his sword in desperation, the clash ringing sharply through the courtyard. Yet, his blade was no match for her spear. The sheer force of her strike drove him back several paces, nearly toppling him. Before he could even steady his breath, her spear came at him again, this time aimed at his head. He swung his sword to intercept, sparks flying as steel met steel. Aurora's face remained calm and composed, while Yuvan found himself staggering backward,

He uttered with so much arrogance dripping in his tone. “Let me go. Don’t do this to me, Duke.” She fought to be released, but then who was she kidding? She had no power over the Alpha of the Maplewood pack. Duke, her mate, forcefully dragged her upstairs to his bedroom and kicked the door open. He went ahead and dragged her, shoved her inside, before slamming the door shut and locking it. Before them was his king-size bed, and three beautiful women were sprawled on it. Minsi recognized all of them, but one of them stood out amongst them all. Lupa. Her childhood best friend. The most beautiful woman in their pack.

"I was only following orders, Grand Duke." "Then I’m ordering you to answer me." "Hmph! You aren't my master." A heavy hush choked the room, broken only by the steady drip of water from an archaic pipe. Kaelus was just about to draw the dagger from his waist when a raw, cracking voice broke the deadlock from the end of the row. "Lancaster," the man on the far right whispered, his voice trembling. "The Duke took the lady to Lancaster." "Shut your mouth, damn it!" the scarred knight barked in a fury, suddenly lunging to kick his treacherous comrade. "The Duke will—"

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.

"I was tasked to ready the yacht for Mr. Myers and you.” “Is that so? I must say, thank you!” ‘A Lycan Lord.’ I heard Duke’s voice mind linking me and I was left looking at Dame with surprise and amusement inside me even though my face was emotionless as I looked at him. “Let’s go!” Duke interrupted my thoughts and before I could even say anything to Dame, I already felt Duke pulling me towards the yacht as if he doesn’t want to let me go until he makes sure that we were riding the yacht.

I asked him, saving him no face. I saw his face turn red and then turned to almost a shade of purple due to his anger. "Saintess, I don't think that's the way you should talk to your father." Duke Bartlett reprimanded me. "Duke Bartlett, I didn't know that this is a family dinner and not a meeting with higher ranking officials." I replied. "Alright. Enough of that. It was our lack of foresight for not checking if the dragon is really in the northern forest or if there are other dragons. I will send someone to personally check this information." His Majesty stated.

" he said, adding one of his pantie dropping smiles in the bargain. Ellie knew she was going to regret this, but having thought about it, she had very little money left; and unless she wanted to spend the night in a doorway, she had nowhere to go as Marsha's sister was coming home that afternoon. "Alright, we can start again, and give it one month's trial. I'm Eleanor Fox." She said, holding her hand out timidly. "Jasper Neyve, eleventh Duke of Shettleham. I would very much prefer it if you called me Jasper. We can save the formalities for senior royals. Oh and foreigners – they seem to love it too, and the last person to call me sir was a schoolboy copper trying to book me for speeding." He

The Azure cloud sect Ancestor receives the box from Duke Tian Dong before opening it to check the content and close it with a satisfied smile. “Thank you, please send my regards to the venerable Zhu,” Said The Azure cloud Ancestor as he cupped his fist. “Then see you tomorrow, I hope that those fools didn’t do anything stupid like sending someone to spy on the estate or trying to find some treasure or secret passage within the Liu estate.” Said Duke Tian Dong before he walked to the corner where he came and disappeared leaving the Azure cloud sect Ancestor alone within the hallway

What made today even busier than usual was Duke Mountravven's presence among them. Duke Mountravven managed to occupy the highest position in the gentleman's club, replacing Marquees Elmand, a young Marquees who was handsome and successful in his warhorse business, who was also a big-time playboy. Rumor had it, there was no woman in the capital that he had not slept with except Fuschia Mountravven – Duke Mountravven's only daughter.