Novelas y relatos de Erica Duchess

The chamber is forbidden to everyone but here lay the lifeless body of her duchess. "Wipe her clean, Erra. I want her to have a comfortable sleep" he spoke with still his back against Erra, but his voice surprised her. The mighty Alpha she knew, sounded broken. "I will care for her like she was a baby, Alpha" Erra responded softly comforting. Her eyes getting misty. "You... saw her grow up?" he softly asked, his voice almost fading. "I was there when the Duchess gave birth to her. She was the sunshine of Araceli, Alpha. Her mere smile could brighten a stormy day" Erra tearfully smiled while reminiscing the wonderful memories.

The women were in a constant state of awe and envy, not because they weren't rich or noble, but because they weren't Violet Wintour. The young duchess also possessed a razor-sharp intelligence. Not in a dominating way but one wrong move and she would cut you open, leaving a scare of embarrassment for others to laugh at. Yet she could melt anyone's heart she deemed worthy with her irresistible charms. No doubt the public worshiped her. The fate had truly been good to this peculiar lass, blessing her with immense wealth, fame and a desirable birthright. Some older aristocrats still had trouble accepting it. 'She is too charming to go down that path, far too charming.'

erica was panicking cause she knew things just got more complicated. Erica Valentino, daughter to count ruffus valentino, second in line to the throne of house Valentino. And one of the four seasons of the vampire world. Even though she's Blessed with the power ice, erica did not have the stereotypical cold and aloof personality that is often associated with vampires who has the power of ice. She believed in socializing even though vampires were not social creatures but her personality was all about good vibes.

This time too, Emilio remained in a good mood, even if Ariana didn't answer and continued to eat her food quietly. “I worked hard to take care of the matter of transferring power from Duke Andrew to his heir. Ana, I have officially announced that you have become the Duchess of Alison from now on. But for your safety ... We won't have a celebration because I'm afraid someone will hurt you if you leave this place."

The elder asks. "I do." Erica replies without hesitation. "With that being said, I now pronounce you as the new Luna Queen of the werewolves." The elder declares while putting a gorgeous crown on top of Erica's head. Alpha King Jacob stands from his place and walks towards his mate before engulfing her in a loving hug. Both then turn their heads towards the crowd and wave their hands before declaring that everyone should enjoy the party. "Congratulations dear." Damian, the former alpha king says looking proud. "Thank you, Damian." Erica replies politely.

How she wished to just kneel before this one-in-a-million alpha. “Where has your courage gone?” Ashton asked, hiding an amused smile behind his cold face. “I was wrong alpha, please forgive me,” Maya said. Although she was sitting in bed, her head was almost touching her thighs. Ashton was not pleased by this posture. She was supposed to be the queen. People are supposed to submit to her, not the other way around. “Sit up straight!” he ordered. “Huh?” Maya did not understand but she did not raise her head.

She called out, and I nodded with understanding. “It must have been crazy though,” I said with a small knit of my eyebrows. “Oh, you know the good ol’ fashion runways. But as always, your girl nailed it. Did you by any chance get to watch it?” She smiled from ear to ear, and I pursed my lips before shaking my head no. “Urgh. You are infuriating. But, you are lucky I saved the good ones for you. I am going to send them later. But right now, let’s talk about our plans with the Archduchess of Fairefax.”

She was short with dark brown hair and puppy brown eyes. She reminded me of Elizabeth. I felt a ball in my stomach as I recalled how I used to love Nathan but he only had his eyes set on Elizabeth. Emily and I exchanged looks as she quietly sipped from her glass waiting for the drama to unfold. I saw Jake take a deep breath as he smiled at her a little. They both kept staring at each other, I didn’t like it at all, “Hello Erica. Sorry I don’t know what to say. I am a little surprised” He says as he clears his throat, “What-what are you doing here?” He asks as they continue looking at each other.

Kaleela shook her head, “How should I know? She always being cheerful like that. It's bugging me somehow. Then Crimson, take us to the ice castle!” * Helga bit her nail while she was looking on the clipping from an old newspaper. It is almost unreadable, but Helga use her magic to make it easier to understand. She re-read an artie about the death of late Duchess Lancia. Her health was failing gradually after Cecilia born. Duke didn’t remarry and its make Cecilia as the sole inheritor. The blue eyes woman tried to find the archive about Cecilia Lancia, and she only found about her nasty behavior toward another people. The more she reads, the more she didn’t recognize that noble woman.

“Don't go near him, duchess.” Before I could set him straight that I won't hurt his wife, Erica turned to glare at him and bit out, “He is not going hurt her, Raphael. Don't be insulting.” Raphael snorted. “My bruises say otherwise, dear sister.” Erica narrowed her eyes on him as she said, “You deserve them. You didn't stop Gabe when he drûgged me.”