Extra But The Duke's Only Daughter Novels & Stories

There was a sickening sound of bones cracking as she crumpled to the floor, blood streaming from her nose. "Mama!" I dropped to my knees beside her motionless form. "How touching.” The voice was sharp and dripping with sarcasm. I looked up to see its owner. Lord Edric, Regent of the town after the duke and duchess’ deaths. He was also the present Duke's uncle, the monster that fed on blood. He stepped in with a frown on his face and stared down at Mama and me in disdain. Our eyes met, and his narrowed as he searched my face.

When you introduce yourself to others in the future, remember to include the name Nigel. Oh my God! I'm the Duke's daughter! Thank you, I've never met the Duke... Nigel? Why does that name sound so familiar? Never mind that for now. I'm curious why the noble Duke's family would choose such a random orphanage on the outskirts of a remote town. I haven't even met the father yet. This adoption process is really like opening a mystery box, it's so confusing. Does he often adopt children in bulk like this? Are there any other children in the family apart from me?

announces the Butler, as Duke Brince enters to inspect the shambles Madam Juanna has created. "What Happened Here?" Duke Brince exclaimed loudly. "I did it, hubby," Madam Juanna responded coldly, and Duke Brince approached her and slapped her, which stunned Camilla. "Do you realize how much those cost, huh?" Duke Brince demanded angrily. "So you only care about those useless objects, huh?" Madam Juanna inquired. "They are not useless; they have value in contrast to you and your mistaken daughter," Duke Brince roared. "OUR MISTAKE, Brince, we made that child because we were drunk!" shouted Madam Juanna.

Suddenly Havana's stomach felt twisted, "Equally? But you are Duke's daughter, you have higher status than the rest of us! You have expensive jewels, luxurious dresses, lavish carriage, and personal maids and knights!" "Well, I got it from my father and of course, I'm felt so grateful because of it. But Havana, it is not everlasting. Maybe someday we will get bankrupt and lose every penny we have. We could die because of sickness or anything else and bury into a coffin. Without bringing anything except the bad or good deeds." Havana rolled her eyes, "Keep that advice for yourself. If I was the Duke's daughter like you, I will go to every luxurious party. Not wasting the time in stupid place

Ryan was instantly silenced, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I looked directly at Marcus, the man I had once thought I loved more than life itself. "Marcus, I came down here not because I can't bear to leave you, but because I wanted to say some things to your face. Things you need to hear." Marcus's eyes filled with desperate hope again. "I, Catherine Blackwood, am a Duke's daughter who was beloved and cherished from the moment I was born. But because I was blind and stupid enough to fall for you, you trampled my dignity into the dirt and let a servant lord over me like I was nothing."

He was likewise dressed in a suit as he walked by my side. “What's the situation on their end?” I asked, feeling a bit more composed than I was. “They destroyed our seventeen oil barrels and made it look as though it was done by Duke Henry in the west clan.” I nodded in understanding. "What did the Duke do to his daughter?" “He sent her to Nigeria to become a hard worker. This time, for real. Duke Henry likewise impeached her from her position as the heiress of the clan thus, the west clan currently has no heir.”

"Zack..." "I also didn't kill your father," Zack added angrily, without waiting for the duke to say anything more. "All I ever did was encourage your mum to leave if she couldn't handle the pain any less than any woman could. But I never killed your father. He took his own life, Henry!" The study was eerily quiet, and Jonathan felt uncomfortable with all that was being thrown around. But most importantly, he felt a pang of sadness at the state of the duke.

"What are you doing here?! Is it not clear that I don't want any disturbance today?! I don't have time for bulshit!" "I'm sorry for interrupting Duke, but this is the letter left by the mistress." She handed the letter carefully, the duke looked at the letter and then he glared at Katara. "What did you say to my daughter? I know you're always suggesting nonsense to her, I know that everything. You made her flee right?" Katara knotted her forehead, the Duke held her wrist too tightly. She tried to control herself, she was already thinking about killing him but she thinks about her family again.

Sabina half-whispered to the Duchess as she was careful not to let her father hear the conversation. Duke Luwen Rozenreff was just silent as his daughter entered the courtroom with her head held high as if she was telling him she would win the trial. As a father, he wanted Tori to win the trial. She's the product of love from his beloved wife, but seeing the exact dress that his wife wore during the heart-wrenching funeral. The Duke felt like he was losing her daughter today too, though he did not want to acknowledge the fact that the second prince was escorting Victoria.