Bambi And The Duke の小説・ストーリー

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

"Not all of us can set our own hours." A waitress appeared at his elbow. "The usual, Mr. Cameron?" "Thanks, Fiona," Rick nodded, as the waitress placed the drink in front of him. "So what'd I miss?" he asked, looking around at his friends, noticing their odd expressions. Dante let out another howl of laughter. "Oh man, you missed the show of the century! Tell him, Nate!" Nathan leaned forward with a gleam in his eye. "The Duchess was here." Rick's hand froze halfway to reaching for his drink. "Who?"

Prologue Duke Patrick is a 38 year old doctor, working in a National hospital.He had his first wife called Alicia who died mysteriously and Duke was framed for her wife's death.He was taken to the court.The day of his hearing, Andrew his best friend saved him from being imprisoned Due to stress and alcoholism, he was forced to stop working for a while. After a long period of loneliness, he decides to start over again, working and family because that's what he treasured most.He meets his highschool friend Amanda and falls deeply in love with her which leads to marriage.

With all courage I gently said, "I am Celestine Duke, the Heiress of Vamparia, please let me enter the heart of the palace." Sweat was dropping on the floor where I was standing, and the door unexpectedly opened after a few seconds, giving me shivers. The light that comes from the room has blinded my eye, and I'm reawakening my expectations, hoping that this time I won't be disappointed, and would receive a gift.

The room went quiet for a second. I could see the look of admiration and surprise on their faces. Duke smiled at me, and that was all the reassurance I needed.t. “Your hair is beautiful,” he said. “Now I understand why my uncle called you Rapunzel.” I smiled softly. “Thank you.” Later that night, Duke and I sat on a bench, facing the water. The city lights reflected across it. I scooped another spoonful of ice cream into my mouth, enjoying its simple sweetness.

someone else added incredulously. Many people now looked at Marcus and Ryan with open schadenfreude. Marcus was still on the ground, clutching his bleeding mouth, while Ryan groaned softly from where the bodyguards had left him. "I thought it was strange," announced Lord Pemberton loudly enough for everyone to hear. "The Duke clearly raised these men as future husbands for Miss Blackwood from childhood. How could the bride suddenly be someone else? Turns out some people got greedy." "Unwilling to give up the Blackwood family wealth but wanting to be with their little lover," added his wife with disgust. "The moment her mother died, they couldn't wait to let a servant step all over their mist

"If you would excuse us." The kingsman – Edmund – bowed too. First to the King, "Your Majesty," then to the Duke. "Your Grace." When he turned to them, he said. "My Ladies, this way, if you please." The Duke stepped closer to her and whispered. "Do not take his words to heart; he enjoys the misery of others." She nodded impulsively. He tapped her hand and squeezed her thumb for a brief second. Beth raised her eyes to look at him, holding his intense gaze. "You are safe here."

The Duke calmly watches his mate fall into a blissful sleep. He came to this place for something else. Never in his wildest imagination did he think that he would run into his mate. And that too someone he knows very well. The arena is empty except for him, Roseanne and Pyodor. “Er...sir?” Pyodor begins. “About that two hundred million creds…” “Ah yes,” the Duke nods. “Send the guards away.” Pyodor motions his guards to leave while the Duke tends to his mate. He lays Roseanne tenderly on the ground as if she is as fragile as glass. His mate really is delicate and he will take good care of her.

‘H-h-her b-belly’ her voice, though in a low whisper, echoed lightly through the already deserted walls of the manor, which was now lighted by the eerie shadows the blood moon that had appeared in the sky, towering over the manor cast in the house. As if waiting to witness the birth of the monster. Somehow, words had made rounds in the manor amongst every servant and soldier about the mysterious birth, and on the same night, the blood moon appeared after so many years. It didn’t help that The Duke was also found dead not long after dinner in the store room, hanging from the rafters with his eyes popping out of his tiny head. Everyone had silently disappeared. Each returned to his own home in

This was too easy. My phone pinged. “Do you have any interest in getting your animal kink on?” Duke texted. He had an evil expression on his face and a look in his eyes that said this was a ride I wanted to take. “You’re in my world now, baby, and no one plays better than I do.”