Duke Bookstore Apparel Novels & Stories

' Duke thought to himself. Duke who was as handsome as Edward was also kind of wealthy. Tonight he wore a well-cut silver suit with a simple design. The sharp lines showed his perfect body proportion. Duke nodded to the guests coldly, not seeing much emotion on his face. A few strands of short hair on his forehead curled up at random, gave him a spontaneous look and lessened his coldness. Lloyd didn't really advocate a banquet at first, but he couldn't ignore his son's insistence. The party had not really begun yet, so he was not in a hurry to show up, for his son could handle all the things.

Lelia looked up. Duke walked in, wearing an exercising outfit, a white t-shirt, and black trousers. Lelia was confused. "Why is he wearing this outfit? He is unable to run? Isn't he?" Lelia looked at the stick in Duke's hand. She looked at his face and her heart spiked a bit. His wet hairs were stuck on his forehead like a second skin. The veins on his neck and hands were popping out like he worked out. Lelia looked at his body and gulped down the food in her mouth. She could see his six-pack through the wet t-shirt. He has a six-pack stomach and is extremely well-proportioned. She could say he has a great body.

Charles pointed out while frying some eggs. Clyde is staring at Cass, waiting to know what is her work. Cass plays with the food until she gives up. "I own a boutique. An international one at that." "So that's why you want master to have every clothes?" "So what? Dad has been using polo blouses ever since I was young. And giving him a norm of the society, lots of it won't hurt me or your money or your reputation. If he wants to blend in with humans, getting normal clothes is one of the steps. He can't just go walking around wearing that, even while fighting." Cass says.

Duke takes the mostly empty plate from Cori's good hand and nods at the food. "I don't need your help," she whisper shouts. Dressed in a pale green, flowery dress that accents her long legs and gorgeous skin, biker dude is no match for her. Duke's jeans, black T-shirt, large hunting knife on his left hip, and the gun on his right only add to the dangerous vibes he gives off. They don't affect Cori in the slightest. She prefers the sophisticated type and her nose turns up at his choice of attire. Duke would probably clean up nicely in a suit. It would need to be custom-made because no suit off the rack would fit him. However, I don't see him putting one on, and even dressed to the nines, I do

Six months later. Valentina stood in front of her new bookstore, watching the sign go up. "Ross & Duke's Books & Coffee." Not the most creative name, but it was theirs. "Looks good," Duke said, coming up behind her with two coffee cups from the café they'd built into the corner. "Grand opening next week. You nervous?" "Terrified." She took the coffee. "What if nobody comes?" "They'll come." Duke kissed her temple. "Half of Riverdale's already asking when you open."

“...I must say, Duke….This…is a little bit disappointing..You said that your candidates were excellent…nothing short but a true heir of the throne that can lead to Hallerus Kingdom rise to glory….but look…look around you…He is asking for Aeternum Help….my help..but he isn’t even here…just you who are here coming and see me…” In the Garden, behind the The Mansion, was me, as always being surrounded by the secret service at the edge of the Garden, then another figure who seated right in front of me at the coffee table, Was Duke Merrica, in his casual clothes. He was wearing a blue button shirt and his leather pants, with a sword holstered and hanging at his waist. A weird combinations of fashi

But suddenly Harren hold her hand tight as if to say don't worry . The store was really enormous in size . It was named Poppin's clothing and accessories . The manager herself greeted them at entrance . "Oh my ! Duke you came to my establishment yourself ! You could have asked for me to go to the mansion my Lord ." "It's alright , I wanted to take a vacation outside too . Anyways a want to take a look at dresses for my fiance here . " "Oh ! Want kind of dress are you looking for my Lord ?" "Wedding dress ."

" he said, adding one of his pantie dropping smiles in the bargain. Ellie knew she was going to regret this, but having thought about it, she had very little money left; and unless she wanted to spend the night in a doorway, she had nowhere to go as Marsha's sister was coming home that afternoon. "Alright, we can start again, and give it one month's trial. I'm Eleanor Fox." She said, holding her hand out timidly. "Jasper Neyve, eleventh Duke of Shettleham. I would very much prefer it if you called me Jasper. We can save the formalities for senior royals. Oh and foreigners – they seem to love it too, and the last person to call me sir was a schoolboy copper trying to book me for speeding." He

It was better than waiting. Once again, Beth was amazed at the size and beauty of Carlisle Crest. The hall was long and well-lit. A red rug ran its entire length as far as she could see. A couple of portraits decorated the walls by the door of the salon they had been in. In one, she saw the portrait of the Dowager Duchess holding the hand of a young boy. It had to be the Duke. He was smiling.

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war