Erica Duchess Novels & Stories

Eric asks her. The woman takes her steps forward and stands closer to Eric. She moves her finger and lifts his chin. “ For what else I will call you ?.” The woman smirks. “Of course only for work.” She withdraws her fingers back and sits down on the couch with her legs crossed. “ Diana.” He grins. Diana, the crown princess of C country. She does everything to get want she wants. They met because of their grandfather’s friendship. Their first meeting was when they were 12 years old. They both have the same age. After their first meeting, Eric became Diana’s study partner.

Erica offered her a warm smile, making Emma slightly surprised. In her past life, Erica was just like she was now—gentle and kind, obedient from a young age. Later, Luna Sandra arranged for her to marry Seventh Prince. But despite the high status of the mother of the Five Princes, Erica could only be a secondary wife due to her birth mother's situation. Luna had an arrogant disposition and an authoritarian nature. Erica's life did not go as she had wished. After losing two consecutive children, her mental state deteriorated, and she eventually became an abandoned member of the Seldom family. Seeing Erica's warm smile now, Emma couldn't help but feel bitter. She couldn't change the fate of ea

I thought the Prince usually has three maids assigned to him. Why is Jessica the only one? I mean… I could volunteer to assist His Highness,” she added with faux innocence. I rolled my eyes. The act was as thin as parchment. “Erica,” Madam Silvia snapped, “the Prince himself requested Jessica — and only Jessica. If you have concerns, you’re welcome to take them up with him personally.” Andy, standing nearby, struggled to suppress her laughter. Erica’s face burned with embarrassment, and she wisely said nothing further. “I want you all at your tasks immediately,” Madam Silvia commanded. “No errors.” “Yes, Madam,” we chorused in unison. “You’re dismissed.” As we filed out of the

“You’ll embody it. Grace, composure, and elegance at all times. They’ll be watching for cracks, my dear. Don’t give them any.” Erika inclined her head. “I shall be at my very best.” Dunia’s lips curved into a faint smile. “Good. You may have survived Mathilda, but The Board is an entirely different beast. Tonight, you represent House Di Rocco. Make them see why Diego chose you.” Erika swallowed hard, though she kept her expression neutral. Chose me? The irony was sharp, given the reality of their arranged mating. But she pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the gown she had on—a deep sapphire masterpiece that shimmered under the light, tailored to perfection.

The door slammed shut with a resounding thud, startling Victoria and the Duke. They both turned, their bodies tense, as a woman entered the room, her presence undeniable. There, standing in the threshold, was Isabella’s sister, Elena Deveaurux. Victoria’s breath hitched as she took in the sight of her. Elena was everything Isabella wasn’t: composed, calm, with a quiet power that emanated from her like a shroud. Her dark eyes flickered over the room, assessing the situation with a sharpness that made Victoria uneasy. She was dressed in a simple black dress, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders in soft waves. But the coldness in her gaze was unmistakable.

He rebuked when he sniffed the paper. “Duchess Calliope, woman fluent in eight languages and comes from a noble house situated in the hills of Milena. Her family is notorious for possessing a numerous army. One who may speak to her, agrees to be charmed by her…” He opened the third one. “Lady Diene…” “Baroness Itzel…” “Princess Arlet…” "Lady Seline..." “Duchess Katrina…” He read her seven letters and finally turned to her with a baffled expression on his face.

(Mina) _______________________________________________________ Duke Family & Duke Merrica P.O.V Inside the glorious and the richest mansion in all of northern Hallerus, a Dignified and beautiful 25 years old woman was relaxing and enjoying her afternoon in the back garden, she was the second most powerful human in the northern land, this blonde beautiful lady was a wife to Duke Merrica Murr and 5th Princess of Hallerus Kingdom, Duchess Marriane Hallerus Murr. Her relaxing afternoon tea has been interrupted by the sudden commotions inside the Mansion.

DUCHESS 47 A week after the dinner at the Royal Palace, invitations are already being distributed to every noble of the Sagareste Kingdom for the upcoming awarding and banquet celebration at the end of the month. word had circled around the nobles of whom the award banquet celebration might be, but a lot of them had already suspected that the award and banquet is dedicated to the current Duchess of the Fortess uchy: Friele Marcia Madrigal Fortess— me. Upon knowing that, many of the nobles had already sent me letters of congratulations and further invitations on their houses so as to establish a connection.

“So tell me… who is she? The new toy that’s got you all so distracted?” “That’s not why we’re here,” I cut in. “Your mother had powerful connections. Have you ever heard the name Judy Sierra?” Duchess tapped ash into a crystal tray, her expression shifting. “Who hasn’t heard of Judy Sierra? Richest woman this side of the hemisphere. What about her?” “Her children,” Law said. Duchess studied us for a long moment, then sighed.

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.