Erica Duchess Novels & Stories

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.

Everyone winced disgustingly at her unremorseful behavior. Erica didn't care. " How then would you react when you find out what your so-called saints and my so-called sisters has done too? What would you do?" She took a deep breath. " After yours and Daria's enthronement ceremony and on your wedding night, did the both of you ever sleep on the same bed or even see each other? Did you even know where she had gone to? Did you care about your Beta's strange behavior that day?" Erica laughed out loud.

he said, twirling the fork around in circles. Alicia smiled lightly. “Yes. I think so too.” She thought of the thick book, wondering whether to ask the duchess of the name Patricia Olbach. Though the possibility exists that the Duchess may not know either, but knowing her wide array of connections, she might find out a thing or two. “Alicia, how… how’s the wedding preparation?” “It wasn’t too difficult. The Duchess really helped me out. I plan to make it as simple as possible and throw out all that I don’t need to save…”

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.

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.”

Her tone was a mixture of irritation and embarrassment, but the young duke only pouted in return, looking at her with pleading eyes so sincere that the entire table nearly fainted on the spot. A few servants clasped their hands over their mouths to stifle squeals. Never in their lives had they seen a man—much less a duke—look so love-struck. Erella, realizing the entire room was watching, froze. Her stomach flipped. Her face turned as red as the sauce on her plate. ‘Oh no,’ she panicked internally. ‘They’re going to think I’m an actual child!’

"The Duke sent Miss Liana away in the middle of the night..." "Sent her to that beautiful estate in the south. He wouldn't want her to suffer the slightest discomfort." "Sigh, it was bound to happen. Ten years. Did they think no one knew?" "Ever since that ball ten years ago, Miss Liana has had him wrapped around her finger. At first, he worried because she was his adopted sister, but then..." "Then they started sleeping together almost every night the Duchess was away. The whole staff knew. Only Her Grace was kept in the dark."

But he was not on the same level as his sister and thus, Alessandra became the heir instead of him. While Alessandra was more like their father, Duke Albert, Alessandro was like their mother. But no one knew about it since their mother was absent for thirteen years from not only their lives but the world. And the disappearance of the duchess was a secret that only a few people knew, including Duke Albert and Alessandra as they were directly involved with the mystery. “My lady, how long are you going to sleep? The duke has invited you for lunch,” Matt said as he shook the young duchess who only turned a few times in her sleep, but did not wake up.