Extra But The Duke's Only Daughter Novels & Stories

If only someone didn’t steal my heart. “Please, take good care of my daughter.” Mom said to Duke the moment we reached him. Duke stood beside me and faced her. “Don’t worry, mom. I’ll treat her like she’s the most precious thing in the world. As precious as she is to you.” And just like that, mom was swept by those overly promising words. She willingly gave my hand to Duke who immediately accepted it then she gave him a tap before she walked towards her seat which was beside her husband who was looking contented watching me in front with the man that wasn’t his son.

Pinapahamak niya ako. "My daughter is engaged..." the duke started. "But I'm not." Napatampal ako sa noo dahil sa sinagot ni Cassius. What the hell? Why is he so sly like a fox? "It doesn't matter if you're not engaged. My daughter is engaged with the Crown Prince. You should know and understand that it's treason to covet someone's fiancée right?" the duke said firmly. Cassius chuckled and fixed his eyes on me. The way his eyes were on me, it felt uncomfortable because it feels like he knows what I'm thinking right now.

He was impatient. The man cleared his throat. "The former Duke of Devenfort did indeed have a child, a newborn at the time of his execution." His fingers slid over his bald head. "The only existing record indicates that it was a girl child, who was subsequently taken away by a friend of the former Duchess of Devenfort. All titles and fortune originally bestowed upon her at birth were subsequently revoked and transferred to the current duke."

“oh? You don’t seem from this part miss” “What happened here?!” she screamed hysterically as tears flowed, how long had she been gone? “oh, miss there a was fire, the poor old lad had been burnt alive a few days back and his daughter killed,” “And their bodies?” she asked still not believing what the old beta was going on about, how could she be dead, how could her papa be dead? “ It was raided by the duke’s men, as they had said the daughter had tried to kill the duke’s son, out no reason and make his fortune, and they were about of their bodies

No words spoken, only silence goodbyes on each other, as love was never been part of their five years relationship, only implied mutual agreement that was never been told. Slowly… Duke Landon officially met his end. Both sweet and bitter ending. Sweet as he will be meeting soon his deceased wife, Duchess Savrina, whom his heart truly belongs. Bitter as he never had a chance to say his last goodbye to the fruit of their undying bond, that neither death can ever set apart, Lady Francesca Chandler. Poor is the child left earlier that is planned. He had no choice with his body failing, but to leave her daughter in the hand of a dangerously wicked August woman. The duke’s only last wish was for h

Duke Stark’s eyes teared up as he saw his daughter in her wedding gown. She looked exactly like her mother on their wedding day. He reveled in nostalgia. Isabella could see the pride in her father’s eyes, and she almost started crying too. “He is lucky to have you, and so is the Netherlands…” “Oh, stop it, Dad,” Isabella blushed at her father’s compliment. “I mean every word, my beautiful daughter. You will make a great queen someday.”

She's not a knight in shining armor but she's the salvation he needed and whether he liked it or not, he would give his life for her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Father, is it possible that I don't marry the duke?" PAH! The slap was expected, honestly. How could the daughter of a Marquess fight against the decree of the king or her father? In the end, she was just a pawn for the men in her life, every one of them. While the king was doing it to solidify the position of crown prince for his favorite son, her father was doing it to save his neck. Giving a daughter wasn't too much to ask if it meant receiving the crown

Vasilios was restless, it was nothing unusual. He has been in this state for quite some time, he recalled the conversation with the king sometime back. "Well, your grace we have arranged for your tribute." Vasilios raised his eyebrows," excellent! I hope she fulfils all the requirements, your majesty." He sensed the king bristle. "Well yes, almost, you see the Duke of Allendale has another daughter from a mistress, she is a maiden, with a Nobel blood. I was hoping if you would accept her as your tribute."

On the right, there’s Rosetta and Count Eagerton’s daughter. There’s nobody Rosetta knew, so she thinks this afternoon’s tea should be very exclusive. Because only the daughter of a nobleman with great influence is invited. “It’s good to see you here, Lady Rosetta,” said princess Sarah. That pleasing tone of voice and undulating smile had a real impact on the viewer. “I heard you got sick a few days ago,” says Crystal, daughter of Marquess Ellender. Duke's daughter, Iridesa, looked worried and said, “Is lady okay? I just carry a very great medicine for a typical female ailment.”

"Every time he sees me, he just tries to send me away. Maybe I'm not his type." The Duke, clad only in a pair of breeches, arched a brow. He seemed to be unfazed by her beauty. "Does he have a type?" "Most of the time, yes, petite, golden blonde, blue eyes... nothing out of the world." "Ugh," she scoffed, taming her raven-black hair with her fingertips. She was a stunning, full-figured woman with dark hair. Was she the Duke's type? If he preferred tall, curvy brunettes with caramel skin and brown eyes, then I clearly didn't fit the mold, not even one bit.