Duke Dennis Zodiac Sign Novels & Stories

I say, trying to cheer him up. "It's not that simple. My mate is a girl magnet, just like the Fab Four. He can get any girl because of his amazing aura." Duke said, worried. I just listened as he admitted his mate isn't into men. "But why did your moon goddess give you a mate that isn't gay?" I ask, confused. "Baby girl, I dunno why, but there must be a reason. I'm not going to give up on him until he yells the worst words any wolf can ever hear…..I reject you as my mate." Duke said, looking down at his feet.

"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.

His colleagues told him he was getting obsessed with this mafia gang, but he just couldn't let it rest when he was getting closer and closer to wiping this scum of his territory. He had to admit though that his life was kind of pathetic right now. He just slept, ate, and worked. He was a young, muscular, and handsome guy with more than enough female attention, but he just couldn't get himself to give a shit about dating or social life. Maybe if his sister would not have died because of Don Lorenzo and his gang he wouldn't care this much. Her death was 10 years ago when Duke was still a boy. They found her body overdosed in an abandoned building and the police said it was suicide. But duke kn

Lean, paper on clipboard ready. "Um, I know I'm supposed to be Virgo, by the zodiac, but I know, since I asked Mrs. Loop, that Boötes tends to be my major constellation," answers Hala. I recall that class we went through our constellations, and my constellation, by the zodiac, should be Gemini. But, after an analysis that we did in class as an activity, I got to the conclusion that I'm Monoceros. I didn't know what that was, but it's a unicorn, and I remember that all the time. At the time too, I found out Leonard's birthday, April 22nd, which would put him as Taurus, but then he told me he's more Eridanus, the river. Which seems to match. Taurus usually is associated with an inclination to

But for us for the past three to four years, it was becoming the norm. ‘She set me free before her magic was bound. Her last act before Aodh locked her away.’ Duke retreated to the back of my mind with those last words. Shame and guilt rushed through me. But it wasn’t mine, It was his. If what Duke said was true – that the Moon Goddess had given Duke new life and sent him as my spirit animal. Then who the fuck was granting fated mates? Or did it just happen, planned years ahead? Some of it didn’t make sense. Duke said a long time ago, centuries, is what he made it seem. Yet he was given to me only six almost seven years ago.

"W-We need to hurry, Duke! I don't know what time it will start." Duke gave me a deadpan look, not seeing me believable in his eyes right now. "W-What?" I asked in confusion, not knowing what his stares mean, until it slowly sank into me. "Oh!" I blurted out before I bit my lip again. How silly. Of course, Duke knew when it'll start. He's the mafia boss of the Myers's clan, anyway. And currently the top of every other clan in the mafia. I grimaced at myself before I slowly sat back to bed beside him and he was quick to pull me around his arms again.

“Are they working with one of mine?” He nodded. “Who are they working with?” “I don’t know.” When he saw the murderous expression on her face, his face dropped. “I promise you, I don’t know.” She studied his face for a while before nodding. “Fine. Karma, Zodiac and Bull are all yours, but I need a name.” She clapped happily, leaving Tank and the Duchess chuckling. “I wish the circumstances were different, Duchess, Karma, but it’s good to see you both again.” He smiled, honestly looking happy.

After they left Scott found out how his sister was rescued and kept with totally her consent in condo in Paris, and ofcourse she told him that they said their boss's name is bloodhound, and then he remembered how this bloodhound has put order in America and somr parts of Europe, so after exchanges pleasantries the call ended, as if he was being listened to which he totally was felicie came back into the room, " so now you know that your sister is safe, you choose, you get a chance to save yourself and some of your men who were equally forced into this business or I kill all of you in Budapest tomorrow" She sits in front of him all her seductiveness gone and in it's place is a dangerous aura.

“So... are you ever going to tell me about you and Selene? Or do I have to keep guessing like a telenovela fan?” Duke gave a short laugh, shaking his head. "There’s really nothing to tell. I was twenty-three. Young. Stupid. Thought I had everything figured out." He leaned back and looked out at the trees. “Besides, I’ve realized there are... prettier faces here in Zambales.” Addison rolled her eyes. “Please. We all know there are plenty of beautiful women here—including me, obviously—but Selene? She’s different. There’s something about her.”

The hell I unleash on Fernandez should have him burning from the inside before I'm within a mile of his location. "My club is here for you with whatever you need," Dax says into the quiet of the room. I had no doubt the president of the Desert Crows Motorcycle Club would come to our aid. He's a good man and Madison loves Sofia, his wife, along with their twins, Macey and Jonathan. I glance at the man sitting next to Dax; him I'm not so sure of. He's Dax's new bodyguard. The man stands almost seven feet tall and looks like the Jolly Green Giant minus the green and especially minus the jolly. His name is Duke and there's something strange about him. It could also be my paranoia going into over