Duke Please Repent Novels & Stories

"Duke doesn't like men who hurt women. You could say it's a line that, when crossed, has him committing murder. He just got out of prison for the second time. He'll have no problem pretending your head is a pumpkin and leaving it in pieces before we go." Miles's face turns the color of boiling lobster. "I can't breathe," he gasps in a strangled voice. You would think Duke had him by the throat. "Good," Dax replies, his smile still in place. "Your smashed head won't hurt so bad if you pass out first. Knowing Duke here, though, he'll wake you up before he caves in your skull." "Please." His eyes scramble around the room looking for help that isn't there. "They never came back. Went on a call a

Duke seems anxious and in a panic. “What?” I can’t believe my ears! Emergency! Attack! The enormity of the situation sinks in. Don’t panic. We should calm down, both of us. I take a deep breath and answer him calmly and quickly, “I’ve been trying to contact him the whole night. I can’t contact him,” I look at him in the eye and say, “But calm down, Duke. Things might not be as bad as you think.” Duke also takes several breaths. “I know. Take care of yourself. These warriors will protect you. I’ll leave for a meeting.”

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

Duke said. "Everyone has a past, Duke. Let’s not judge anyone on that basis." I pointed it out before adding, "If I’m not wrong, then you have also raped a couple of women in the past. Are you the same guy now?" I asked, more like taunting him. I looked at everyone before speaking again: "We all are rogues, and we are far from innocent or saints." So, it will be better if we mind our own business. Am I clear?" "Yes, Moana! Yes!! Agree!!"

She pressed, the desperation literally dripping from her tone. I sighed, rubbing my freehand all over my face. “I don’t know what the fuck is going on and I literally can’t believe you and I have swapped souls through some voodoo process but even amidst all that, if you think I’m going to trust Malcom Reece even if he handed me his heart on a silver platter, You’ve got something wrong”. Her eyes widened almost comically. “Once this is all settled-” I took a deep breath, trying to reign in the fury, the bottled hate, the very one I had misplaced but not forgotten.”-I’m going to kill that fucking bastard with my bare hands”.

Mateo’s gaze hardened and asked, “Who said you could claim that he is your property especially after you tried to kill him! He is my MATE and no one else do you understand that Duke!” “I raised him and paid for everything he owns so of cause he belongs to me,” Duke said with a smirk. Mateo smirked back at him and asked, “So what do you want from me because I am not going to let you near my mate.” “You have to pay me back every cent double,” Duke said. Mateo raised a brow and shook his head, “Why would I give you money? Are you trying to extort money out of me again?” “Then how else will I be able to set your mate free?” Duke asked cunningly.

" he said, adding one of his pantie dropping smiles in the bargain. Ellie knew she was going to regret this, but having thought about it, she had very little money left; and unless she wanted to spend the night in a doorway, she had nowhere to go as Marsha's sister was coming home that afternoon. "Alright, we can start again, and give it one month's trial. I'm Eleanor Fox." She said, holding her hand out timidly. "Jasper Neyve, eleventh Duke of Shettleham. I would very much prefer it if you called me Jasper. We can save the formalities for senior royals. Oh and foreigners – they seem to love it too, and the last person to call me sir was a schoolboy copper trying to book me for speeding." He

"What explanation should we provide, Your Highness?" Neo understood the severity of the consequences if it was known. However, he didn't understand why that man would do such atrocity. He didn't have to kill them with such cruelty, if he wanted a bit of their magic blood he could easily put them to sleep. It is said that his magic was powerful enough to do that. "Tell them that we will capture the criminal and bring them a proper explanation until then," the Duke looked for one last time at the corpses of those innocent victims, his eyes reddened with anger and his fists tightened. He had to contain with all his might his power from exploding in ire.

Duke is groaning in so much pain while holding on his chest. “Look at yourself, Duke. You are already a mess,” I said to him, “You can still stop and change this.” Duke laughed insanely but I can feel on him the pain and the anger. “Even if I change this, I lost everything that I can never bring back even my old life.” He glared on me. “So, for the fairness of our situation, I will make you feel lost even if I died here!” He quickly run where he putted Marie.

Titan rolls his eyes. “You know my Duchess, Ada, told Gabby that I would do whatever it took to make you reject Gabby. I thought to myself, I won’t have to go too far. But you know, I think I might need to go too far,” Duke stands up and looks down at Titan. Duke closes his eyes preparing for what he is about to do. “Titan Estes, by command of The Werewolf Grand Duke, under the Authority of the Royal House, given to us by the goddess of the moon, I order you reject your mate and set her free from your torture.”