Duchess Novels & Stories

Daphne withdrew from the area and rushed towards Nicole as she drove her sword through the duchess’ chest with a furious cry. The duchess cried out and choked. Nicole shoved her off her sword with a foot in her chest and severed her head from her shoulders before her body could hit the ground. Dark blood splattered across the ground as she turned towards John who looked on the edge of hysteria before he scrambled to his feet and ran. Daphne rushed after him, skidding to a halt and aiming her sword’s end at him. He skidded to a stop just beyond the edge of her blade.

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She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

She snickered. My eyes widened at the mention of the Duchesses name. Duchess Von Keem was a cruel ruthless woman. She would do anything to remain as the prince's soon to be wife. I heard she slapped a count’s daughter just for admiring the prince during a hunting tournament. It was said that Lady Meroux gave the prince a favor. That was why she received a harsh smack from the Duchess. The rumors say that the bruising lasted weeks

Yet he is the one who has saved me. I shake off that thought as the duke turns back and assists a woman from the car she has hair that appears at once both dark and red, depending on how the sun plays over it. The former Miss Minerva Dillinger, now the Duchess. Her smile is bright as she gives Ben a hug. I am taken aback by the sharp stab of jealousy that pierces my chest. The woman is married to a dashing duke. She isn’t going to seek a dalliance with my husband, although her easy manner tells me that she would be as comfortable greeting a prince or a king. But then according to the gossip sheets, Minerva’s dowry had equaled the treasury of some small countri

Blanche’s cars stopped before a vast mansion. The place’s magnificence struck Athena, and the place is a vast mansion; the entrance had a nameplate with bold italic letters, “The Dubois mansion.” She stepped into the house to see that the place was filled with all the amenities that would be considered luxurious. Athena’s eyes widened at the chandeliers, lavish chairs, classic arcs, and beautiful rugs. Her parents had money too, but they preferred a cozy home to a lavish one. So, this is all new to Athena. Athena was still looking around when Blanche dropped her bags and snapped her fingers. Soon, a lady in her 30s came forward and started putting her luggage away.

There is nothing I can do to my hair except brush and perm it all to one side of my neck. When I come down the steps to the parlor, I see amazement in everyone's eyes, including Austin's. But he is prouder that he has made me look this way. He offers me his hand and I take it. The butler presents me a smile and I return it. Outside, there are two more cars. An Audi and a Lexus, but Austin and I use the Range Rover. The Duchess's castle looks almost like her. It is painted white like her skin and its towers are lean like her figure. There is a fountain in the front grounds. Of exotic animals vomiting clean water into a pool.

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

Amelia said with a decided nod. Abigail smiled, holding her hand, as they went down the steps to the glittering vestibule, where the chatter of refined conversation filled the warm air, but stopped immediately Katherine was announced. "Duchess of Colchester." Now, all eyes were on her, fascinated by her beauty. Just as she was stepping down, her eyes met Dane. She felt her breath catch in her throat.

I greeted her as I curtsied. Her name is Morticia Chase Whistleton, the Duchess of the Northern territory, the wife of the Grand Duke and the mother of Sir. Damian. “May you be guided by the Guardians of the North… Gale, who is she and why is she wearing my old clothes?” the Duchess asked.