Bambi And The Duke Novels & Stories

When he found out she was carrying his cub he had been hoping to escape with her and start a new life in one of the reject Prides, however, Beatrice had kept him close to her and very busy. With the death of his mate and with his daughter under threat Duke was about to go against everything in his training and attack Beatrice, however, the small little whimper that came from the cub in her arms made him pause. He looked at Beatrice with her extended claw sitting just under the cub's chin and his anger vanished his cheetah backing off. Keeping his eyes on the cub, Duke dropped to his knees in front of Beatrice, she smirked keeping her claw dangerously close to the cub's delicate chin, she lea

“There is no way I, in good conscience, could let you go frolicking around with a hot, older, wealthy man in a boring old one-piece!” Amy huffed. “One pieces are classy, and David is barely a year older than us.” “One pieces are boring, and he’s still older.” I edged away as they started to bicker. “I envy them sometimes,” Duke said. “Always having someone to bicker with.” I nodded and looked up at him. “We could bicker.” Duke snorted. “You don’t know how to bicker.” I pouted, but he pulled me close and rested his head on top of mine.

Looking at how our hands overlapped, it was bigger than mine. The massive explosion of yellow light on our hands made me close my eyes. What was happening? "Beth? Is that really you?" I turned into a statue. The Duke, who went into a deep slumber, scratched his eyes. His mind processed why a woman was sitting beside her bed. I watched as he sat on his bed to face me. If earlier I was a statue, now I became a sculpture hammered into pieces when he suddenly hugged me. "I'm sorry, I didn't save you. You had to marry a jerk prince from another kingdom. Don't worry, you won't be his wife for long."

The man felt that he should replace his brother after he only had a daughter as his only offspring. Duke Morgan used the guise of going on this daring journey to make a pact with the Kingdom of Sigmund. But in truth, he only wanted to infiltrate his army to kill Princess Elle. He and Queen Melisa had made a pact together. His troops would be allowed to move freely in the Kingdom of Sigmund, as long as he killed Ariana, who was arranged to accompany them on their journey. Duke Morgan, who felt that the Alison family was indeed troublesome, naturally didn't mind the arrangement. He could make his niece look like he was kidnapped by someone else once. Getting rid of a girl who no longer had any

Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward. Elias called out, "I'm not fooling you. Actually, it's not the yellow flowers, but in this forest, there are some insects that specialize in eating raw meat. It's hidden under big flowers, not tiny flowers like that." Elias laughed again, and Venn laughed with his master's cheerfulness. Amity watched the prince's figure from afar. It's really been a long time since the prince had such a happy moment. The grip of the throne, the hostility of Prince Douglas, made the prince's heart harden, gradually forgetting this simple and ordinary joy.

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.

Friendship, shaped quietly, without drama. Halfway through the second cup, her face shifts, just slightly. The clink of porcelain meets the table. A quiet weight settles where laughter had been. “I feel I must speak to you about something,” she begins, her warm brown eyes full of sympathy. “It’s about the Duke. I… I wouldn’t normally interfere, but seeing you here, and knowing what I know… I would hate for you to be hurt.” A shiver runs down my back, slow and sharp. You’re not making sense - explain

The Duke stood over him, smoke curling from the barrel of his pistol. The other men hesitated, eyes darting between their fallen leader and the Duke. "Anyone else?" the Duke challenged, his voice deadly calm. Without a word, the men retreated into the forest, leaving their leader's body behind. The Duke returned to the carriage, his expression unreadable. "We need to move. Now." As they sped away, Victoria's mind swirled with fear and uncertainty. The man she had just allied with was capable of cold-blooded murder. Had she made a grave mistake?

My ex-colleague, Brenda Wilson, finds out from an unknown source that I have taken in an adopted son. Because of that, she insists on matchmaking my son with her niece. "My niece has graduated from a proper college, you know! You don't have to prepare any fancy wedding gifts… Just 800 thousand dollars will do! On top of that, you can put her name on the deed of that fancy deluxe apartment in the city center. "From the way I see it, there's no need to choose the perfect date anymore. They should get their marriage registered tomorrow and do their best to give birth to a cute baby boy!" My adopted son has a volatile temper, so there's no way he'll go on a blind date with some random woman.

And when I turned, I saw Annychewing on the corner of her lip, just like she always did when she felt a bit embarrassed. “Indeed it is,” I smirked, and kissed her hand solemnly. I made sure to exaggerate my gestures so people wouldn’t get the wrong idea, although we both knew the truth. Bree had been way too right in her assumptions. Nevertheless, the lady’s man inside me made me lean closer to her so I could speak so nobody heard. “May I ask for a dance, Bambi?” A cute giggle and a nod graced me before I led her to the dance floor.