Duke Novels & Stories

If this is what Aisha wants, then she will never succeed. Duke stood up on his chair and walked near the window glass of the office where he could see everything, those large company buildings, restaurants, cafes, pedestrians where people are busy walking through, etc. He was busy looking everywhere when his phone rang he immediately took it out of his pocket, his best friend, Cain, was calling him. “What do you want, Fuentabilla?” Duke rudely said as he answered the call. “So sweet of you, dude; you should be proud I called you.” He heard him laugh over the phone.

David Duke looked bleakly into his cup of hot chocolate, which Blue made, as Trent seemed to be spitting nails and scribbling furiously before standing. “I’m going to nail those fuckers to a wall and throw knives at them,” he turned. “Hito, if you could do a full work up on him. I’ll run a lineage trace.” “There’s no need to,” Duke said softly. “You… know where your family is?” I asked. “The-They…. They’re dead.” Duke let out a shuddering breath. “I-I saw their bodies wh-while they were trying to get us out.”

Prologue Duke Patrick is a 38 year old doctor, working in a National hospital.He had his first wife called Alicia who died mysteriously and Duke was framed for her wife's death.He was taken to the court.The day of his hearing, Andrew his best friend saved him from being imprisoned Due to stress and alcoholism, he was forced to stop working for a while. After a long period of loneliness, he decides to start over again, working and family because that's what he treasured most.He meets his highschool friend Amanda and falls deeply in love with her which leads to marriage.

- He opens a huge idiotic smile again. ________ well let's go hunting then.. One of my passions was hunting, I learned it from my father and every week the three of us went into the forest, the bow and arrow was one of the weapons I used, but as we were part of the military sector, I learned to use various types of weapons, and to fight too, our sector protected the country, and it has always been like this, Atlanta is not a very big country, in fact compared to the others it is very small, we are divided into five sectors in all, sector 1, Glycerin is what takes care of of the country's economy, that is, it is the sector of the rich, the sector where the royal family lives, sector 2, Esters

They held each other's hands as Drake started to tell his vows to HR Queen. As of today, you will be a queen. A queen of our home and a queen of my kingdom. I, the alpha of the Blue Moon pack, am promising in front of the deities to protect, love, respect, and cherish you as long as I live. Our meeting was hard and rough, but I want you to know that I will be this soft-hearted to you, loving you tenderly as I love our son. Drake paused. He was biting his lower lip to suppress his tears and emotions. He didn’t want to cry, but his tears betrayed him and streamed down his face.

[Duke's] I was awakened from my slumber after I heard voices singing merrily near my bed. I squinted my eyes to see what was happening and saw my mother and my twin younger brothers, Koby and Toby. Mother was holding a cupcake with a lighted candle on top and the three of them were singing. A smile formed on my lips realizing what was happening. “Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Duke. Happy birthday to

“Yes. Because I may have a business proposal for you.” The young man looked astounded as he met his eyes in the rearview mirror. “Okay, sir. I look forward to it.” Duke was relieved that the man didn’t turn him down. “I appreciate your audience.” “My pleasure, sir.” Duke suddenly realized that he didn’t know the man’s name. “What is your name?” “I’m Dominic.” The young man responded. “Dominic James.” “Great to meet you, Dominic.” Said, Duke. “I am Duke Anderson.”

I was an unfortunate omega, auctioned off like a lamb, sold to a ruthless Alpha billionaire named Dominic Bloodhound. I was meant to be nothing but a plaything, a pet. Except, Dominic didn’t treat me like any of those things, he barely even looked at me, but my mother was right… all Alphas are the same, cunning, ruthless, and devoid of emotion. Dominic never bought me out of the sheer kindness of his heart, he bought me because of the witch doctor he’s been hunting in secret, and I couldn’t let him use me to hunt my own bloodline. Now standing there after barely having escaped, he looks down at me with his gold eyes gleaming. “Join me,” he said simply. “And help me bring Dominic to his kn

Past memories taunted between us, flashes of the academy, of late nights in the library where he'd worked, of training sessions where he'd always been just a little too observant, a little too interested in my movements. "So the academy was a facade," I said, not quite making it a question. "You'd be right about that," Duke answered, clicking his tongue against the back of his mouth. And then, in a low voice that carried something genuine beneath the smugness, he told me, "It's good to see you, Jude." His eyes twinkled like he meant what he said and deep down, I knew he did. Duke, the librarian. The fucking librarian in a police

Duke's voice brought me back from my wandering thoughts. " Huh.... what did you say?" I asked " I asked what your name is?" He repeated " ....oh Aiden, .. Aiden Hart " I replied firmly I watched as he stretched out his hand towards me. This action made me widen my eyes in surprise. What on earth is Nora teaching this kid? " I feel like we're going to be good friends........but only if you are good to my mother. My name is Duke Simmons, can I call you uncle Aiden?" He asked