Duchess Difficult Novels & Stories

Out of all of us working under a master, he’s the most sensible one out of all of us. He won’t be telling this to me now if he was not sure. “Do you really think the duchess is a good thing for the duke?” He continued asking. I cleared my throat, “O-of course! The duke is crazy for the duchess!” I yelled. The corners of his lips then curved into a smirk. “Yes sure, Huxley. This is madness, going crazy for that villainess.” At that, I covered his mouth, “Don’t you dare say that to our duchess! She’s sweet!”

Duchess Amberie said and Damian reluctantly stepped away from her and let the Duchess do his job. The duchess was able to stop the bleeding and applied treatments to her injuries .. Damian on the other hand stayed at a corner staring at the woman whose lips had become paled and broken too.. He was still controlling the flow of the poison which is more painful than anything he'd encountered... He clenched his jaw and closed his eyes to hide his eyes which looked terrifying.. Once the duchess was done with the princess she went over to her nephew and that was when she noticed the injury on his shoulder which had turned black..

Duke Elrica said to his daughter. “Anyone can do it, father,” Della replied as she put away a few knives around her and Duchess Quan's seat. "Unlike Altair, he hasn't even taken out his Mana weapon since then," continued Della. Duke Elrica just nodded his head and didn't reply to his daughter's words. There was another rumbling sound throughout the room as if the place was about to collapse at that moment. Seen on the ceiling also dropped small fragments from above as a result of their match.

Breakfast was no better than dinner. The breakfast table was just as long, the silverware just as polished, and the air just as awkward. The duchess sat perfectly composed across from me, hands folded, eyes bright with interest that felt a little too prepared for my liking. "So when you saved Levi and Remus from the assassin, did you receive any injury?" the duchess asked. I nearly inhaled my tea. "What suddenly brought that up?" I asked, coughing into my napkin.

“Work it. Work it. Squawk. Give us a kiss.” “I don’t think so.” David turned grumpy eyes on Bonnie. “You’re not helping at all, you know.” “I know.” Bonnie couldn’t stop laughing. “Come on, David. This is too funny. You’re beginning to attract stowaways now. Duch-ess, come here.” Bonnie put up her hand. “You need to come down.” Instead of complying, Duchess stretched out her wings, flapping them a good three times before settling where she was. “Kiss, kiss, kiss.” She made smooching sounds, then turned her back to both of them.

‎ ‎Duchene was seated at the table—but instead of waiting for breakfast, he had his laptop open, eyes glued to the screen. ‎ ‎Claire pinched her brows together. She walked closer and placed the plates down. ‎ ‎“Food is ready,” she announced, wondering why he was still engrossed in the screen. ‎ ‎He barely shifted his gaze. ‎ ‎“Mmh,” he hummed vaguely. ‎ ‎Claire watched him for a second. Then she leaned forward and closed the laptop gently. ‎ ‎Duchene gasped softly. “Mum!” ‎ ‎She raised a brow. “Are you not going to the amusement park again?”

Something strange happened. The duchess who’d been quite calm before began to roar something, moving those swollen sausages that were her lips. She was looking straight at me. It seemed like she even wanted to point at me. She couldn’t move her hands. I instinctively took a step back, feeling overcome with fear. Livia was bellowing, intermixing croaks, squeaks and howls. But not a single word. A moment later, she was shouting. Reive passed his hand over her forehead and froze, saying something loudly in Ashgenrian.

his eyes looked sad, but I knew deceit lived there. “I hope you die today,” I whispered under my breath, I heard footsteps approaching me, I turned and it was the duchess, at the corner I saw Mateo struggling with the crocodile as he held it down with his knees. “I apologize on Ennie’s behalf, she’s usually a sweet girl, I think she’s off her meds today” The duchess managed a weak laugh, she saw no one laughed back and she stopped, “Come on dear, let me take you to get changed,” she said, gesturing for me to follow.

Darius thought that he had a pretty good guess of what Isabella wanted to talk to him about. “What is it that you wanted to talk about?” Darius asked directly. “What is it that you think that you’re doing?” the duchess asked as she narrowed her eyes at him. “I am not certain what you are referring to…” Darius replied calmly. The duchess took in a deep breath before letting out a loud and long sigh. She made her way to one of the chairs and slumped down onto it. Darius was surprised that her perfect posture was all but gone. What was left was the sight of a tired-looking lady that was trying to look younger than her actual years.

Cassy said with remarkable calm, "you don't truly understand. He violated me." Aghast, the duchess fumbled for her quizzing glass and lifted it to stare sharply at Caddy. "He violated you? By God, I'll have his head!" "No, no," Cassy hastened to explain, "I don't mean he violated me like that!" "Well, what in God's name do you mean then? That's the only kind of violation I can think of!" The duchess glared at her, thoroughly put out. "You shouldn't startle a person like that, Cassandra!"