Novel & Cerita Duke In Bridgerton

Zebian teased her, she nudged her arm in his elbow. “The Duke shall not belittle a commoner, it’s a rule embraced by your father,” She backfired him. He chuckled again. “Oh, so now the future duchess would teach her duke how to behave,” Zebian sneered, and both of them spun their head toward each other. Renai glared at him with a reasonable amount of audacity whereas he grinned with his heart in his eyes. “I repeat, I’m a commoner,” she gritted. Why had he always pretended to forget this fact? There was no way where she would hold high hopes. It would only get her a brutal downfall.

The Duke didn't look back as he made speedy steps to his wife of seventeen years. Xandar and Lucianne made it to the lounge just in time to see Annie in Christian’s embrace as the Duke pecked a sweet kiss on the Duchess’s cheek before muttering an affectionate ‘Hey’ to his wife, looking deeply into her eyes. Her eyes matched his affection as she pecked a kiss on his jaw.

Looking up to meet the eyes of my high school crush, Duke Vandercage. “Ashley Cortez, I’ll be damned.” “Oh, Mr Vandercage, I’m so sorry. It's been really long.” I shyly say, tucking my front hair behind my ear, looking at my feet. “Mr Vandercage, that will be my father, just call me Duke. It’s good to see you, Ashley. I heard about your father, I’m really sorry about that.” Yeah, that man. Duke is really handsome, with his bold features, properly arranged hair, and perfect scent coming from just two feet away from him. I wish he were the one I got to marry.

But he does not let a drop touch his beloved mate. “Ezra!” he calls. His carriage driver comes out of the shadows. “Did you take care of the guards?” he asks the old man. “They are being catered to, my lord,” Ezra replies with a bow. “Good. I need a new set of clothes,” the Duke orders. “And tell one of the female fighters to cater to Roseanne. It will be a long journey ahead.” “Yes, my lord,” Ezra said with a bow. The Duke takes off his bloodied coat and wraps it around Roseanne before carrying her into his arms, bridal style.

His gray hair was styled hanging low over his face, and he had a quirk to his lips as she winked at Analide who looked away, flushing. He turned to me, and his narrowed. He held out his palm for a handshake. “You must be Aria Stanton?” I shook his hand, unsurprised by the firm grip. “And you are?” “Duke. Caspian’s uncle.” It made sense that every single male in the family was handsome beyond comprehension. “Come on. Though I didn't ask for one, the party’s just getting started.” Duke led me up to the large balcony where the small gathering was happening.

I said, my voice surprisingly calm, “you could’ve simply said you wanted Annalisa to take over. All this talk of fire and passion... it’s getting quite theatrical, wouldn’t you say?” He raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “Perhaps,” he conceded. “But where’s the fun in that?” I sighed, the fight momentarily draining out of me. “You’re impossible,” I muttered, collapsing back into the plush armchair. “And you, Anne,” the Duke continued, his voice softening, “are far too quick to dismiss people. This Adrian fellow… there’s something about him. A certain… spark. Perhaps he’s not everything he seems.”

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

Duke Andrew couldn't fulfill his promise to Ariana, or protect the Sigmund Kingdom as the Duke of Alison anymore. “Your … Grace ….” When Duke Andrew heard James' voice, the light returned to those dull eyes as he tried to look up, though his body was no longer moving. Not far from his body, James was trying to crawl toward him. Every time the man advanced, a stream of blood shot out of one of his missing arms. James crawled at a very slow pace until he finally arrived in front of the Duke. “Please forgive me … Because I can't protect you or help you to keep your promise with Lady Aria.”

Well, it says that if you are reading this, then I have been kidnapped by my ex Duke. Who is Duke? I ask them. Duke was Sophia’s boyfriend, they dated in high school. He was so in love with Sophia. He thought that they were going to be mated when she came of age. Fortunately, that wasn’t the case because they came to the party your parents held. That is when she found out that she was mated to you. I don’t think he has found his mate yet either. It seems to me, though, he wants Sophia as his chosen mate. That is never going to happen, I said. Of course, it is not going to happen, she is your mate, and she belongs with you.

“Mr. Duke is in the hospital,” “Fuck! How dare he!? I won’t let him come between us!”