Novel & Cerita Desperate Duchesses Series

He said, “Where is the child?” Arthur asked, “Not with us!” he replied, “That child escaped from us…” He said, “How ironic…” He chuckled, “She landed in your arms,” He said looking at me, “What?” I asked in confusion, “April… is Olivia’s daughter and sole heir,” he declared, “What!” I exclaimed in shock, “Yes… We tried many times to get her but.. you saved her,” He said, “Remember that accident, I did it… the scandal was also my idea… but both were of no use,” He stated,

Anna’s POV I should’ve known the moment Dominic said, “It’s taken care of.” That man doesn’t handle things—he annihilates obstacles. So, of course, Anthony Bellafonte, the Anthony Bellafonte, managed to pull a gown out of thin air in two days. The same Anthony whose client waitlist is longer than a royal coronation and twice as dramatic. And here he was now, fluttering around me like a peacock draped in silk.

the duchess exclaimed. “I did not do anything. She was the one who took off my clothes...” he began to say, and the exasperated expressions and feelings of the majority began to escalate further, including that of Shia’s. “But I only did that to save your life! I touched you with care!” she exclaimed. At that moment, the duchess collapsed. Everybody went into a state panic as they tried to revive her. It took a few more minutes before she came to her senses and before she could speak up.

And as much as Elvie hated that Zander was staking his claim on her again and again, Matheo, the old cow, was, indeed, a level of creepy more fitting behind bars than behind a network president’s desk. He’d commented about how pretty she looked tonight, which was fine, but then proceeded to tell her about the champagne suite of the hotel, which was not fine. Of course, she’d refrained from letting him know her husband had already shown her around it, managing to defile her in six different spots inside said suite.

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."

Suddenly, the duchess spoke, "I know that it's a hard thing to grant but before I leave the capital and have a treatment somewhere, I wante dto see him with you as his partner once again just like on your debutante. The truth is, I don't want to push this one to you but I just really wanted to see you two together but if it's really troublesome, then please just refuse my request" she said and sniffed her nose a bit. There was a slight tear on her face and looking at it, she really looks pitiful. I never read a part on the novel that the duchess got sick so I was surprised and confused about it for a moment. Did the author perhaps didn't include this as well? Well maybe. Just like the duche

I replied before I tried my best to smile. “There’s a very easy way for you to find out why he’d been visiting that place,” the duchess said with sparkling eyes. “An easy way?” I asked. Even if I knew that she was intentionally drawing me in, I couldn’t resist the temptation. If there was a way that I could learn more about Prince Leonard and if I could see him again, then I would be interested in knowing about it. Her suggestive words drew me in like a foolish moth toward a hot burning flame. The funny thing was that I felt desperate enough to approach that burning flame without much hesitation at all.

He should be groveling at her feet, and instead he was demanding information. The man leaned forward and his hand brushed the edge of the duchess's dress. She quickly pulled her skirt from his reach. The man sneered at her obvious distaste and then shrugged. "I need you to tell me what you want and how far you are willing to go to get it." Ravenna relaxed slightly. "Well, that is easy to answer. I want to overthrow the Empress, and I will do anything to achieve that." The duchess smirked.

"Everything we could find on Rick Cameron." Valerie opened the folder, grateful for the distraction from her past memories. She was ‘The Duchess’ now. And Dominic Calder was six feet under. She shouldn’t be thinking about that life anymore. She looked through the folder. In it was the photograph of the man who had dismissed her so coldly last weekend. As she studied his arrogantly handsome face, the fury she had felt that night resurfaced. She will deal with him accordingly, and by the time she is done, he will bow to her when next he sees her. No one treats the Duchess that way and gets away with it.

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.