Grand Duke It Was A Mistake Novels & Stories

He sighs but I just smile, I reckon I would have worried either way. “He told me I was the only person who could help this situation because of who I was, it’s there I got dumped into the deep end of danger that has taken hold of my life.” I sigh looking back into the fire, I won’t deny that I have wished that this situation just deal with itself, but I knew how selfish that sounded. “You’re probably sitting there confused so I’ll explain, it all started when the Kings mother went missing, the King at the time searched and would stop at nothing until his mate was found. His last resort was to use this book, The Dark Secrets Of The Realms. He gave up this throne to Axel and left to search for

“Tell me, did you get what you wanted?” I looked into his eyes, and it became clear this idiot didn't know—or rather, didn't care—that following Lagunov would lead me straight to those fuckers' trap. Surely, that didn't make him any less guilty, it only marked him an idiot. My lips slowly curved into a dark smile. “You made a fatal mistake, Grasso. Fatal for you.” His throat worked on a hard swallow. “I-I don't understand. You asked me to give you names, and I did…”

Jones urges her to speak up. Taking a deep breath, she finally blurted out the truth. “I am sorry Mom. I am sorry dad. This is true, I am pregnant. This is what I am trying to tell you since long, Mom but you-” She touched her belly and closed her eyes letting the painful tears roll down. “I made a mistake and the culmination of that one mistake is growing inside me. I slept with a stranger on my best friend's Marriage night” Shame coarse through them. Alexander inches back in disbelief. Jones stood there paralysed. Everyone passes a dirty look to the bride who disgrace her father’s reputation in one instant.

Mammon let out a soft laugh and set the wine glass down on the table as he retook his seat, "you might want to refrain from pissing these people off since they will be the key to helping you. So please keep your silver tongue in check with them." "Certainly, I appreciate the warning," Kasey mumbled softly as she nervously picked at her dress. A soft voice called from the door, announcing the new arrival, "Prince Pyro of falsehood and lies has arrived." Kasey slowly stood and faced the door as Mammon waved for the servants to open the large doors. He looked exactly as she remembered. His brown hair was slicked back and his purple eyes were as piercing as ever. They were similar to Shobeks eye

Then he let out a loud sigh. "It was a mistake." I looked at him. simply looked. Because it seemed that he had finally gone insane. "A mistake?" I asked again. "Yes." "A mistake is forgetting your keys." His expression grew dark. "Making coffee with salt instead of sugar is a mistake." Darian turned away his look. It seemed as though he was trying not to smile. I pointed straight to Taryn. "Sleeping with your assistant is not a mistake.” One of the council members cleared his throat clumsily for the first time since arriving.

Tomorrow, I thought. Tomorrow the federal thread got pulled. And when you pulled the right thread on something that had been held together by concealment for thirteen years, everything came with it. I was ready. I had been ready since the moment I woke up in this life and smelled lavender and understood that fate had made an extraordinary and specific error in my favour. Tomorrow I would find out what that error was worth.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

“‘Fine!’ Fine as if you were agreeing to attend a party after being forced. You don’t get to call me insane like you did not just pull that.” Zelest took slow strides, each step precise and sharp. Five seconds. That was the difference between each step he took. But I didn’t say that— he didn’t need to know that I’d observed the way he walked for no apparent reason. “So what did you expect me to do?” I was befuddled by his question. “How’d you think that would look on you? Behold, the perfect heir failed a course simply because he couldn’t get his emotions in check. How do you think that would reflect on your perfect little reputation?” His words came out as a slur.

The families stood up and stared at the regal couple, ‘"Dies ist ein sehr trauriger Tag für uns und wir möchten, dass Sie wissen, dass wir mit tiefem Bedauern zu diesem Schluss gekommen sind.’ [This is a very sad day for us and we would like you to know that we have come to this conclusion with deep regret.] Marc spoke formally as the Grand Duke not their lifelong friend,

My vision went blurry. Every memory of the last six years — the late-night promises, the way he held me after Eli was born, the birthdays, the pack galas where he introduced me as his queen — shattered into sharp, jagged glass inside my mind. It had all been an act. A calculated, multi-year transaction. Had it, though? Some traitorous corner of my mind snagged on the memory of his hands shaking the night Eli was born — shaking in a way that had nothing to do with performance. I shoved the thought away. It didn't matter now.

Just how big was he, she wondered. While Natalia had made it to her destination, the noblemen had covered a certain distance into the Forest of Damnation. They hunted some low-level master, following the lead of the Grand Duke who was the most experienced person there. He rode beside the Crown Prince who found out that while he was technically in command, he couldn't command people through a place he had never been before. Having to face the truth was irritating for him.