Bo Duke And Luke Duke Novels & Stories

I looked down at my lap, wishing I had pretended to struggle with the choices like a normal person. Once the waiter left, Duke leaned in, his eyes bright with curiosity. “So, tell me about the mess in Luceland with your mother. I have heard the rumors, but I want the full story.” Jeremiah dropped his menu. He leaned over the table, his eyes narrowing at his friend. “Did you drag me out here just to dig for gossip?” Duke let out a dramatic gasp, pressing a hand over his heart. He looked like a wounded actor. “I am offended. I have actual business to discuss, but you are so sensitive today.”

"Now, I will tell him to get ready." Max was waiting in Duke's study room. His face beamed when he saw her entered the room, "Chili, have you done?" "Yes, Maxwee. We can go now." Duke raised his left brow. His expression became colder, and he tightens his grip on the white tea cup he was holding on, "Chili and Maxwee? What is that?" "Father, our nicknames were so cute, right? I really like it." Cecilia grin widely.

"To turn on Duke." "Maybe." Jake shrugged. "Or maybe she's got a point. Duke did bury his father. Did lie to us about it for seventeen years. What else has he been lying about?" "Duke protected his brother," Axel said sharply. "He did what he had to do." "Or what he wanted to do." This from another member on the left—Marcus, younger, more aggressive. "Connor says Duke always wanted to be president. That killing their old man was his ticket to taking control of the family, the property, everything."

Then, he turned his amethyst stare on the duke. "And you think that the young queen would ever learn about her own country if we're the ones that have to solve every problem that came her way? And how can she be a tough ruler if she did not even know how to handle the riots in her own dam country?!" Tom said as he was looking at Nick. Ian noticed that the duke was clenching his jaws and his hands were turning to fists. Then, Ian stepped between them before he broke out the fight that was bound to happen.

Your name is not Caine. “You will not use my home or employees as a harem. I mean it. Go into the human town and do what you will, but anyone in the palace is off limits,” Bär warns him. Duke looks up at the sky. Buck- He is praying you lighten up. Bär- You telling him fat chance? Buck- I’m talking to my brother, Stag. Bär- Buck, Stag, and Doe. Triplets for sure. Buck- Hey we get along better than you three.

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.

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

"Besides, it's more fun to have another person in the house than us." "Sure, besides, it will be unsafe for the doctor staying outside, who knows what will happen." The guy didn't even hesitate for once when Amanda decided. "But I'm curious, why did you choose to become a doctor than a nurse?" "...It's my father," She replied honestly. "Before he and uncle went missing after the fight, he's already sick from the previous fight with my other uncle. Perhaps I can find a way to cure or alleviate it a bit." "I see, but why does your father is missing?" Charlie asked.

“The boss keeps a private ledger. Investors, buyers—people who order things. Women mostly. He only brings the special ones home.” “How long have you known?” I asked. My voice was flat. I felt a roar in my chest that I forced down. Panic was a worse enemy than the boys outside or Kelvin. Panic made you obvious. “Long enough,” Duke said. He knelt beside me and folded his hands over his knees. “Not meddlers’ business, Ember. But he told me once to keep her alive, earn your keep. That’s how I got out of some trouble. It’s why I cook and carry bags and don’t ask questions.”

Did I disappoint my husband because of that? "They said that you never also visited the training ground while I was away. Is that true?" Duke started eating, even in a simple way, he really does look like royalty. Well, he's a real royalty. The Lycan King to be exact. I lowered my head before I slowly nodded at him, "That's true."