Dukedom Legendary Prodigy Novels & Stories

All of them are useful—until someone decides they’re not. Your father believed in restraint. It got him killed. I believed in preparation. It almost finished me. You were never meant for innocence. I raised you to survive. House Laev will tell you they can’t be broken. That their power is legacy, inevitability, discipline. They’re wrong. They bleed quietly. They devour themselves to stay standing. Their king—Domenik—carries authority like armor he can’t take off, hammered from decisions he never forgave himself for.

I received a mind-linked that Dominic the Dragon King had arrived and I wanted to see him after all these years, so I eased out of bed, not wanting to wake my sleeping mates up. They were so beautiful, looking at them, pregnant with my pups, I would kill anyone who tried to hurt my family. I showered and left the bedroom to find him, "Dominic, how are you, brother?" I shook his hand and he pulled me in for a hug and he said, "It's been years, Aidan." I said, "I forgot my magic won't work on you," and he smiled saying, "Because if it wasn't for my blood magic to help with the spell, you wouldn't be as strong as you are," I smiled "Yes, the main ingredient along with the blood of the goddess."

Maybe I did. Yet here stands Noah Wingknight. Truth guides him, never broken emotions. My leaving - that’s real. These documents? Just another truth laid bare. “She’s lovely, isn’t she? Lenora,” Beatrice muses, tapping the first sketch. “Quiet. Obedient. From an impeccable family with no prophecy attached. She’ll make a perfect, uncomplicated duchess.” A noise slips out. Not loud - just a small cry, pulled up from somewhere below dignity. My teeth shut tight, stopping what might come after.

The ancient witch said as I looked at her seriously. "What?" Ducan asked seriously. "The reason you asked us how everything was going was because you wanted to send one of us there. So choose me. I have no family behind and my slave may show attachment to me for now but with time he might decide to go for a human master or lover. I'm stronger compared to all generals and I have lived longer too. Furthermore, I know how to protect myself and which creatures to tame as well as those that are dangerous or not. My dark magic is exactly what some creatures there fear and serve." She said, then stood up as Ose and Oni did the same.

“Yes but that was because I drove her to it. I was much more ambitious in my younger years. I wanted to found a dynasty. If my mate could have produced Lycans then I would have bred an army’s worth.” “Why couldn’t your mate? It’s in your blood is it not?” I ask. “Yes I carry the genetics but only the women of our bloodline can produce Lycans.” He explains. “Us males just create normal Wolves. My daughter was the first female to be born of our bloodline for a hundred years. I should have cherished her. Protected her and instead I sought to use her.” I shut my eyes. The story sounds horribly familiar right now. “How have you changed your mind from what you were?”

Duchess Selene gibed at Ladia's face. Duchess Selene, the youngest duke of the empire, was a prodigy from birth who rose to the rank of a duke at just 26 years of age. She attained the title of S-class at the age of 22. A Master of poison arts, even while being the duke with the lowest level, none would dare stand in her path.

I argued . Dominic laughed. "Your father was a Warlord, Raven. A Kael. They didn't just have teeth. They had the elements." "Great," I muttered. "More secrets." "It's not a secret," He squeezed my shoulder. "It's a legacy. Fire, wind, ice, earth and spirit" "Sounds like a bad poem," Cole spoke. "Shut up, Cole," Dominic and I said at the same time. We looked at each other. Dominic smiled. It was weak, but it was real.

He tapped his black staff on the stone floor of the bridge, and the ground seemed to ripple like water. “He isn't just your son, Esmeralda,” Dominic said, stepping closer. “He is the bridge. The Old Kingdom and the New. He has the blood of the Royal line and the strength of the Rogues. He is exactly what the First Mother needs to anchor herself in this world.”

Predators pretending to be witnesses. "As you all know by now Leviathan has bonded and produced an heir!" the Duke boomed. "Remus Blackwood! As you can see he can't exactly speak for himself so I'll let Nyx do it!" How generous. How calculated. I lifted my chin, scanned the faces that had been so eager to peel me alive minutes ago, and smiled.

Both Sebastian and Adam looked up at him curiously. Lucas shifted uncomfortable under their scrutiny, realizing he had blurted out something he hadn’t intended to share. He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. “I mean, it’s not for everyone, but the sex can be amazing. Did you ever try cumming with someone stimulating your prostate? A-ma-zing.”, he explained, trying to come off as confident, even though he felt embarrassed. Sebastian’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, his curiosity piqued. “Really?”, he asked, his voice laced with intrigue. “Tell me more.”