Back At The Barnyard Duke Novels & Stories

It was the Christ the King celebration, and he was to chair the fair trade and the commissioning of the grotto that followed the procession, until Fabian appeared with news he had assumed he had dealt with temporarily. “What still holds her death? Why does she still roam the manor?” He stopped in front of Fabian to ask, even when he had been told the reason a thousand times. Fabian just stood in the darkness of the room, staring back at Edric and wishing he could control himself. “I am so close to being the next duke, so close to sitting on that seat of power and dining with the king,” he said aloud as he resumed pacing the room again, not caring if anyone overheard him.

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.

“HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN STANDING THERE?” Laya whispered. “I am not sure, but at least an hour,” Henry answered. They were outside of Daniel’s office looking through the little opening of the ajar door. The duke was standing immobile, looking out of the window. He was lost in his thoughts like he had been every day since the duchess left the castle. “Lord Flock,” the butler got their attention, he was holding Ben in his arms. “The doctor said that the puppy has fully recovered, but I have no orders as to what to do with it now.”

My cheeks grew hot for the second time that evening and I swallowed watching two grown men stare themselves down. My papa was looking for words to say to counter the duke who was still eating his meal with such relish. "Before you say what I think you are about to say, if I should hear about this lie outside of this house, I shall kill you. Now if you would excuse me, my fiancée and I will return." The duke said simply and got up holding a hand out to me.

I looked behind me and saw Duke smiling while watching me. He had been having his own fun by watching me be miserable here and not be able to go get the bunny toy I wanted so badly to have! How can he do this to me? "Duke, stop laughing there and help me out here!" I hissed at him and tried to get the bunny again, but for the nth time, I failed! "You really won't be able to have that. Just look at the claw, it's too weak to carry a toy." I gritted my teeth before I looked at Duke.

Ryan was instantly silenced, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I looked directly at Marcus, the man I had once thought I loved more than life itself. "Marcus, I came down here not because I can't bear to leave you, but because I wanted to say some things to your face. Things you need to hear." Marcus's eyes filled with desperate hope again. "I, Catherine Blackwood, am a Duke's daughter who was beloved and cherished from the moment I was born. But because I was blind and stupid enough to fall for you, you trampled my dignity into the dirt and let a servant lord over me like I was nothing."

Then back to me. "Congratulations." I looked out the window. "You sound disappointed." "I'm practical." That almost made me smile. Almost. "Most of the family expected a senator's daughter." "And yet they got Isabella." Damiano sighed. "Yes." The convoy continued into the night. Neither of us mentioned it again. Because the decision had already been made. Only fools revisit completed business. And De Lucas did not waste time debating finished decisions. The convoy slowed, and the warehouse appeared ahead. It was Large, quiet, and poorly defended.

“…If she gets close to me by chance, I’ll be force to separate you from her.” He threatened his wife. “If we aren’t welcome, we may as well leave your house and go back to where we came from.” She replied boldly. “And you think I’ll allow you to go that easily?…You’re my wife and whatever I say stands. Don’t think you can get away from me easily.” ******************************************* Rebecca’s only desire is to be with the one she thinks loves her. But her heart gets broken when he leaves her and ends the relationship. She conceals her pregnancy and deals with her burden alone. Duke Williams seeks her hand in marriage and marries her, well aware that she is pregnant with anoth

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

My best friend and I. A witch and a Fae from Whisperwood. I have the blood of a Seer. My three rune bones can see a kingdom's rise and fall. She's a gold-touched Fae. Born to attract wealth. One roll of the dice in a goblin casino, and she'd empty their vault. When we were eighteen, we found a disgraced Grand Duke in the capital's slums. His stepmother had thrown him out. We saved him. She amassed his gold. I spun his fate. We helped him claw his way back to the capital. He took back his land. His scepter. The first thing he did? He asked my best friend to marry him. They had a son. A gifted heir. I grew tired of the noble squabbles. I went back to my hidden cottage in the woods. Ten years l