Bridgerton Books The Duke And I Novels & Stories

Moreover, he wouldn't like it that anyone else knows the secret place that he had built just for a person to infiltrate it and to take away things that belonged to him Damon knew of the consequences but his curiosity got a better hold of himself. So he walked towards where the book was and see the title of it only to find that there was none. It was only showing an old rotten cover that made him confused - even more - he even looked at the side of the book to know if the title was there but to his dismay, it was never there. Because he was curious enough, he took the book from the old treasured chair not minding that he had already touched one of the duke's treasures for the first time - eve

Viviane I must confess I was kind of upset after meeting the duke. Something is off with him, I don't like it. I don't like how he can pull me with his piercing stare. Thankfully, I got the opportunity of a brief meeting with my handsome futre husband his royal office and made the proper presentations with the lords. Later, I was escorted to the palace and settled in one of the wings next to the royal family.

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She said grabbing my hand and turning me around, I smiled at her and beckoned on my sister to pick anything she wanted and take her measurement. "It is courtesy of the duke." I told her as she squealed and whirled around heading for the isle that Calista was, My sister was one who never backed down from a fight and if there was one person who could give it to Calista, it was her. Greta began dropping some suggestions on the style to sew and soon she and my mother were lost in a hearty conversation, I left them and took a seat, my legs were killing me. I wondered what the duke was up to, I never knew what he did or how he came and went from the house but since he had teleported us the other d

As she furiously scrolled through the flagged documents, her mind questioned why she was angry in the first place. Greg Claw was a duke, now in the good books of the kingdom. He was a bachelor with wealth, status, connections, and a vicious charm. How was it a surprise that he’d already moved on from Izabella and now had someone else? If it wasn’t a surprise, why did Sush feel something akin to betrayal?

Pardon me for the rush, but I can't wait to meet my future Duchess. Truly Yours, Duke Raziel Valen Donovan Duchy of Xynnar He had his signature at the end. Just like last time. But this time, she didn’t feel like vomiting in disgust. This time, she felt so excited. Vienna opened her cabinet to find the book, which is still intact. So that means she finished visiting Duke Raziel in his Rogue guild, and she hasn’t burned the book yet, and now she’ll have to meet with Duke Raziel.

"Didn't you think I was watching, Gracie? Oh, I saw everything. Saw the way you offered your sweet body to him. He might not have been man enough to take you, but I certainly am. You belong to me. Born from my seed. Duke has no right to take this honour from me" He lifted one of his hands from my head to grab that damned book again and propped it up at the side of me. "Look at this, isn't this what you wanted?" he pointed out. I couldn't help but look at the picture of the couple that was in a position not much different from the one we were in now. "Wasn't this what you were panting over when I walked in? Wasnt your hand stroking over those firm tits of yours as your eyes drank the picture

ANN I had been looking at the boiling kettle, but my mind was far stretched. I don’t know what Duke has done to me; I can’t seem to take him out of my mind. I kept going through his social media pages, looking and admiring his pictures, his hands that do magic to my soul and body. I can’t be falling for him, not Duke. I will only get hurt at the end. My focus should be on Louis, not on his nephew. “Good morning, princess.”

When I looked in the mirror—hair curled, pinned with golden thorns, lips painted the exact shade of revenge—I didn't look like Lady Abby MacMayer, ex-victim of everyone's crap. I looked like the main character. And then… the mansion doorbell rang. “Oh gods,” Anita squeaked, already peeking through the curtains like a nosy squirrel. “It’s him,” Norma whispered like she was announcing a royal execution. “The Duke. In red. Matching red.” I froze. “Wait. He matched me?” “He matched you,” my butler Renato confirmed, appearing like a proud dad ghost. “Said the Queen sent it.” Oh. Of course she did.

Ellie said, pointing to a painting of a woman in very little clothing. Jasper grinned, he put his arms around Ellie his hands just underneath her breasts "She was a very, very bad girl. Her name was Gabrielle Teller, and she married the third duke. As you can tell, judging by her clothing or lack of it, she was a bit of a girl."