Duchess Swan Novels & Stories

“Yes. It is indeed. The naked man you met beside the lake last week” “You’re…you’re the Duke?” “Cedric Blackwood, Seventh Duke of Springbrook.” He gazed at her vivid, passionate face. “But from the look on your face, I suppose you’re probably wanting to call me “that asshole”.” “That’s why you were swimming,” she said, ignoring him. “You weren’t trespassing.” “No.” He shook his head slowly. “I was out for a run and decided to cool off in the lake. My lake.”

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.

“You know, he felt like he had to come clean about his past before me. Like, hello, I have a child. I wasn’t exactly saving myself for a mate that I never knew that I would find. What are the chances of a full-blooded witch even finding a mate? I may be one of the first for all I know. He seemed to calm down once I explained to him that sexual appetite and witches go hand-in-hand. I promised it would only be him from now on though, and he acted like I awarded him the Nobel Prize or something.” I chuckled because I could definitely imagine Luca’s happy face. “Want to know something funny that few people know about?” I asked her. “I love knowing secrets,” she said, giving me a sly smile. “Mom

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

I asked, my heart heavy with fear. "Yes." Nicklaus’s POV "You're not grasping the situation. Dedusa has chosen our daughter," I tried to clarify. "And who is Dedusa?" I was thoroughly confused by my mate's response. I wished I could understand who this Dedusa was. Then she said, "Dedusa is an evil witch who seeks to become immortal."

“And now…?” “Now she’s Doctor Rosa. The one who brought the Duchess back from the brink of death eight months ago. The same Duchess we declared beyond saving.” Harlow gave a bitter laugh. “And she returned with two children, twins, three and a half. Little miracles with eyes like the Duke’s. Everyone noticed. No one dared say it out loud.”

My fingers slid into her wet hole, and her warmth swallowed them immediately, greedily milking them as I pushed my fingers deeper until they hit the spot that made her gasp breathlessly. “No... not... there...” she muttered as her head lolled back, drowning in the pleasure of my fingers pressing long and deep into her core. I chuckled. “You mean, yes, right there... right, little swan?” I applied deeper pressure against it, and my little princess's body tensed up like a rubber band waiting to snap. “Oh... mmhh...” She moaned as I moved my fingers, even just a little bit, my little swan was very sensitive, and all her reactions made me want to toy with her a little more.

Seeing her stun face, yet all too eager to listen, he finished the tale by telling. “Seeing such Alice told the Cook to mind herself, and even tries to change the topic by telling about the earth’s axis. But the Duchess misheard her and thinks that she meant about axes. Alas, the Duchess screams of ‘Chop off her head!’ then she starts to sing a nasty lullaby.” Stopping with that word as Chantal is taken blankly somewhere. He then drew his signature cunning smile and whispers. “Do not worry, everything is just a game after all. And in the middle of that game it just comes that you are one of the needed sacrifices, Chantal.”

Celea was looking around to see every single person in their tribe dead so she anxiously asked the Duke " Father….Where are Nayeli and Carmen ? " "....." There was complete silence between the two ***** Not long after Celea had left for the mountain the Duke received the message that somewhere near the Dukedom the Duchesses body had been found lifeless, the Duke went there right away just to find his wife dead and then he saw it. Smoke. From afar coming from the duchy and that's when he realized. A trap. The Paşa jumped on his horse but not before telling his companion to stay behind with the Duchess. He was now riding back towards the mansion with an incredible speed

It wasn’t her first time riding a horse but she had always enjoyed it as her first, even Pegasus neighed when her laughter subdued, she patted near its ear and laughed a little louder when it jerked its head. The horse had two riders. One was the duke and the other was his secret duchess. They were on a meadow of Sebria named Carmen. Around it were some enormous mountains standing tall. On their right was a long lake that stretched for as far as they could see, the hills behind the river belonged to the duke. The lord of five states had gifted it to his son. The greenery around them was mesmerising and refreshing. The clean air that she inhaled killed every bad memory that was a part of her