Duke Please Repent Novels & Stories

"Even though this game wasn't my plan and set up by others, I have planned to leave a year later after the contract is over, but... Something very unexpected happened in between. Without my consent, I lost control over my heart and fell for the people I should not." "Either way the truth would be forward, and I don't want to end it in a bad way. If this means, I need to confess this on my own, I would do it and I did... Loathe from you is inevitable, yet, I had a choice to make it a little less and I grabbed the opportunity. Now, I won't regret whatever the consequence is." She lowered her eyes and head. "I am sorry, Duke Rossi. I apologise for my knowing mistake."

"No, no, we have to leave, Lucien! Bring my daughters and let's get out of here! Duke is not someone we can afford to provoke! He is terror!" Lucien raises a brow as he hears Santiago's words and the smile on his face and that on the face of Juliet and Brianna disappears. "What do you mean, Santiago? Do you know him?" "Hmph!" Charles snorts coldly. "You are truly a fool! Well, I don't blame you though, what can a poor punk like you know? If only you had been rich, you would have known you just angered someone you should never have thought of angering in your entire lifetime! This is Duke, the king of underground boxing from East Highland Park! He has always been known to be ruthless and unfo

"It's just a plate, nothing more. It's not worth your anguish." Her gaze bore into mine, filled with a mixture of remorse and vulnerability. "I'm not apologizing for the plate, Dante... I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for the harsh words I uttered, for doubting that you would abandon me in Orlando's clutches, for clinging to your past transgressions... I truly am sorry."

He raised his hands to the men, stopping them, and I smirked before nodding at the girls and the auction “end the night, now…” “You are going to fucking regret this, Dante D’Angelo” he said, taking a step back as he looked at one of the managers, motioning for them to call it a night. “My time for regretting things is over, Giovanni” I said, putting my gun back in the holster “I believe that you are well aware that it is YOUR turn to suffer…” *********************************

Rowan complimented and without waiting for a reaction, he turned to Mateo who immediately bowed understanding what he meant. He pushed his hand into the inner pocket of his brown jacket and walked towards Farrell bearing a seal in his hand. "I believe everyone recognizes this seal?" Rowan asked and Farrell looked at Mateo who smirked at him. Then with a dramatic yell, "Bow to the Duke of Kerstone!" He raised the golden seal in the sky and Farrell gulped. What was happening? Immediately, he bowed falling to his knees and his head touching the ground. The men behind Rowan fell to their knees immediately with Constance standing at their back with a gaped mouth.

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.”

“If you love someone, you hold on. War, memory loss, destiny—none of it should matter.” I let my own smirk tug at the corner of my lips. “That’s awfully romantic for someone who glares at people like it’s a full-time job.” Norma leaned sideways into Anita with a dramatic whisper: “He’s trying to impress her now. Look at him pretending he’s not already wrapped around her little finger.” Duke Alaric’s eye twitched, but he said nothing. Which made it better. Eventually, the camp quieted. Knights drifted to their tents. The sky shifted from silver to deep violet, and the fire cracked lower.

I found his ending fitting as I watched his desolate figure leaving my line of sight, thinking, "Miles, you became religious for the sake of love in your past life. "Yet, none of that could conceal the filthy deeds you've done. I hope that you will be able to sincerely repent for your wrongdoings in this life." Meanwhile, I would use my entire lifetime to make it up to Cassius. I would love him, protect him, and share a lifetime of happiness with him.

“I hate him for that.” Harry stayed quiet for a while before speaking again. “This is the time to beat him at his own game.” I frowned slightly and looked at him properly. There was something calculated in his eyes. “You are beautiful, Ann. Men like Duke always come back when they realise they no longer have control.” He leaned back slowly. “We position you back into his life. We make him obsessed again. Then we destroy him the same way he destroyed you.” I almost laughed. “What makes you think Duke will fall for me again?”

I couldn’t forgive myself for it and I doubted she would either. Duke let out a resigned sigh and shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable with my decision. He was still angry with me and considering how I’d been acting, I wasn’t surprised. But I needed him and he was here. That was all that mattered right now. “Can’t we try another witch?” He muttered, shifting again and I sighed. “Do you really want to drive to the next city for the off chance that we can convince another socerer to intrude into Vampire secrets?”