Duke Orsino She's The Man Novels & Stories

"Carmella, do you prefer the 'me' now or the 'me' before? Be honest." I told her. "I prefer the 'Lady Audrey' who could live her life to the fullest. For you to live your life with no regrets, my lady. It's not just me who wished that, it's everyone who had sworn loyalty to the house of Garrick." Carmella said solemnly. "No regrets huh. What if I tell you, I don't want to marry the crown prince. That I want to take charge of our ducal house." I told her.

She asked the crowd and they all agreed with her! " I, Bianca Jones, a human from Human kingdom is here today to duel with Princess Sophia over my man!. I'm going to win my man and get married to him and give him lots and lots of babies that will look like him and I!" She shouted and the crowds shouted along with her!. The bald man on stage walked over to her with sword in hand. " I shall bestow unto you the sword to duel with your enemy!" He shouted and handed the sword to Bianca!.

He said. “And what kind of woman am I?” She purred after taking a good cephalocaudal assessment on the young man, he is young but not too young and he smelled of new money. Solandra is a very picky woman, she does not appreciate young boys pretending to be mature men. This one seems legit. He smiles like a man too. “I say you are lonely.” And damn, he smelled great too. Dior maybe. “What if... I am?” The Duchess said cheekily, flaunting her cleavage and flicking her hair a bit. “Then it is my lucky night.”

My family was the most famous line of witches at the royal court. My sister, Lilith Seyler, was famous for her lofty principles. I was the only one who knew she was a complete fraud. When the royal marriage decree arrived at House Seyler, she shut herself in her prayer room out in the woods and refused to come out. "Duke Edmund, your wealth and your power are dust to me. A proposal from a duke is no different than a proposal from a farmhand." Then she laid out three conditions for Duke Edmund. The Duke was to build a prayer room on his estate, since she needed quiet meditation and practice with the elements to keep her magic stable. Before the wedding, the Duke was to wash in mountain spring

He again slumped on the floor, tears now rolling over his cheeks. Inside the suite, Duke Simon pushed his manhood deep into the waiting haven of Princess Trisha and the woman moaned with pleasure. She even wrapped her legs around his buttocks pulling him tighter towards her. He penetrated her deep and plunged his manhood to her budding flower several times, with speed and strength making her wriggled with uncontrollable passion.

I trembled with rage as Duke leaned in and wrapped his arms around me. “Behave, okay?” he murmured in my ear. “If you want to live—argh!” Luciano pried his hands off me with an iron grip, his eyes dark as he stepped menacingly close to Duke. “Touch her again, and I'll kill you.” Duke was trembling like a child that had just been wanked terribly, as Luciano shoved him away. Then he turned and grabbed my hand, flashing me a charming grin that sent my heart skipping. “Time to go home, wife.”

"Every time he sees me, he just tries to send me away. Maybe I'm not his type." The Duke, clad only in a pair of breeches, arched a brow. He seemed to be unfazed by her beauty. "Does he have a type?" "Most of the time, yes, petite, golden blonde, blue eyes... nothing out of the world." "Ugh," she scoffed, taming her raven-black hair with her fingertips. She was a stunning, full-figured woman with dark hair. Was she the Duke's type? If he preferred tall, curvy brunettes with caramel skin and brown eyes, then I clearly didn't fit the mold, not even one bit.

Tears stream down my cheeks as I turn my head to watch as Mane Beatrice walks out of the Den, freshly changed with Nala and Chloe and the entire Pride walking behind her. Again I tried to say that I was sorry, however, she didn’t want to hear it as she whistled calling the rest of the Pride to the centre of the village. Once everyone is encircled around the village centre she looks at Duke and says, “Expose her back.” Duke’s stern stone face mask cracks just a little as he looks into my eyes. Being the only Father figure I have known, I know that Duke doesn’t want to do as she says as he steps up behind me once more whispering,

The Duchess screams as she didn't like the way the young Lady attacks her, disrespecting and disregarding her status as the Duchess of the Vermin Kingdom. Instinctively, the Duke reacts to the young Lady's assault, and he tries to pull them out of each other. But, surprisingly, Lady Berenice's strength outmatches him. "Let go of you her!" The Duke commands, trying to get Lady Berenice's attention yet Lady Berenice doesn't seem to care anymore. Never giving up, the Duke uses his strength to intercept the women's quarrel. The Duchess could feel the stingy feeling in her head as her hair is being pulled out by the young Lady's hands.

Ryan was instantly silenced, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I looked directly at Marcus, the man I had once thought I loved more than life itself. "Marcus, I came down here not because I can't bear to leave you, but because I wanted to say some things to your face. Things you need to hear." Marcus's eyes filled with desperate hope again. "I, Catherine Blackwood, am a Duke's daughter who was beloved and cherished from the moment I was born. But because I was blind and stupid enough to fall for you, you trampled my dignity into the dirt and let a servant lord over me like I was nothing."