Bl Duke Novels & Stories

“Oh! Before that though, I’d like you to meet two people right now.” Rose seemed surprised. “Who?” Matthew smiled and called the Dragoknight to his left arm. “Say hello guys.” “Do not refer to us as mere people and ‘guys’. Either way, I am Draco Blair. The Dragon Emperor of Destruction.” “And I am Arshild Dvur, the Dragon Emperor of Creation. Nice to finally meet you, Miss Roosevelt.” “Dragon… Emperors?” Rose was baffled. “You have two Dragon Emperors with you?”

"Divorce won't be a quick process. The Duke won't be back anytime soon. We must be patient." Dorothy leaned in, her eyes gleaming. "Then let her enjoy her little kingdom for a while longer… and you, Vivi, use this chance. Get close to the Duke. Make him even more dependent on you." Vivian's smile turned predatory. "Exactly. I will stay glued to his side. I'll follow him to the battlefield if I have to. I will make him mine completely."

Duke rubbed his misery in, “Don’t worry too much, and never give up. I’m sure she will give you a chance…………next year Christmas.” Blayne chose not to respond. They settled down as the door opened and Cleo’s presence called for a high level of professionalism. She was dressed in a black faux leather trim shirtdress that accentuated her curves, with a blue outline and two small slits at the sides. Blayne was visibly lost in the mate bond as he gawked at her. She took a seat in front of me. Duke moved to my right to indicate his position in any official meeting. I wasted no time getting to the meat of the matter.

Niklaus Dragomir, the 8th Duke of Belikov, was staring out of the room that he was taking a sip of his tea that was laced with blood. He smacked his mouth before his butler was knocking on the door. The door opened and Niklaus was glancing over his shoulder before he was regarding the butler. "What is it now?" He asked as he was having a hard time keeping track of time when he was supposed to be balancing the ledgers and all that happened with his tenants and trying to keep the food on their table and a roof under their heads.

Her food arrived, and she was eating it while standing at the dining table when she heard the security guard opening the gate. Donovan was back. She went to the window and peeked in. He mostly drove in a mini entourage. His henchmen in the smaller car and his closest wingmen with him in the SUV. Phillip often drove the car while Standfast, his second-in-command, lingered nearby. Boma disliked all of his henchmen, including Phillip. Boma walked back to the table and continued her meal. Before long she was with Donovan in the backseat of the SUV and Phillip was taking them to the hostel.

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."

Blake is here! Her biggest fear, has now become reality. Now, she must chose. Get her team and keep her promise to Tasha, by getting them out safe, or going after Damian, and keeping Blake safe.

I wanted to know what kind of mess I had stepped into. “A long time ago, my father had a brother named Stanley Cater,” Duke began. He picked up his glass but did not drink yet. “Stanley was impulsive. He was the kind of man who acted before he thought. He fell hard for a woman named Hana. According to him, she was beautiful and ambitious. In reality, she was just ruthless.” I watched Duke’s face. The charm he had used earlier was gone. He looked tired.

DANE E verything had started to fall into place, once our little meet and greet with Blaze had ended more of the pieces had started to come together. Turns out that our initial suspicions were correct. Blaze was in fact a double agent. Undercover for the FBI working on shutting down the Trafficking side of the Lords of Salem. Although he couldn’t give us too much information he had told us that he was aware of who Tel’annas was and the importance of her family.

"W-We need to hurry, Duke! I don't know what time it will start." Duke gave me a deadpan look, not seeing me believable in his eyes right now. "W-What?" I asked in confusion, not knowing what his stares mean, until it slowly sank into me. "Oh!" I blurted out before I bit my lip again. How silly. Of course, Duke knew when it'll start. He's the mafia boss of the Myers's clan, anyway. And currently the top of every other clan in the mafia. I grimaced at myself before I slowly sat back to bed beside him and he was quick to pull me around his arms again.