Heather Duke Musical Novels & Stories

His maestro status on the other hand, was yet to be seen. "Settle down everyone," Madam Richardson - our senior instructor called the audience to order. She announced that the auditions were about to begin. Audition rules were listed out for us, even though everyone already knew them by heart- we still listened anyway. I've always found the combination of music and dance beautiful. Something magical even. But watching one candidate after the next move gracefully with the music across the floor, reminded me of everything I had lost. I nolonger just saw people I knew, but realized how far behind I was.

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

Duke moaned deeply as her pussy swallowed his cock easily. "Oh, we fit so well together, don't we?" She purred and turned towards the camera. A gasp left my lips. I knew her face. It was Thalia. Marcus's widow. His late best friend's wife. The same woman Duke had held in his hands while she cried at her husband's funeral fourteen months ago. "Ride me baby," Duke growled as he gripped her ass hard, lifting her high and bringing her down against his cock. "Yesssss..."

“Duke, where are we going?” “You’ll know.” He said before he pulled me in front of him. “You look hot when you were bidding there.” I felt a chill in my body when Duke s*xily whispered in my ear in his hoarse and deep voice. He rested his hands on my abdomen before his lips started traveling to the bridge of my neck. “D-Duke…” I tried to stop him, but he only ended up s*cking my neck, leaving another kiss marks on me. When we were at the bidding earlier, I know that some of them saw my h*ckeys but because of my hair, I managed to cover it and hide it from the rest of the people inside the room.

“You aren’t breaking anyone’s heart. No one has to know that this whole thing is fake. Also, no matter what you say, they’ll assume that I get bored of you. If you want to go through with this revenge, you have to marry me. You have to be the one who tames the wild duke.” Katherine rolled her eyes. “You are not a duke yet. You’re an earl.” “True but I don’t think saying you’re the one who tames the wild ‘soon to be’ a duke sounds great.” She laughed. Damn it, even when he drove her crazy, he still managed to get her smile. “Well that isn’t just a step, that’s a leap right there,” he commented, one corner of his mouth rose and formed a charming, lopsided smile.

She could see his chest rise and fall, the movement shallow as he swallowed. Slowly, she closed the distance between them, her fingers tracing down the open collar of his shirt, teasing the skin beneath. "I saw that you were by yourself," she whispered in his ear, her breath hot against his skin. "I can hang out with you, sir..." Duke shook his head, a low chuckle escaping him, but there was no mistaking the hunger in his eyes. "I wanted someone who could be flexible," he teased, his lips curling into a grin. "Acrobat-level. Do you think you can handle it?"

“Hito invited me as a chance to introduce me to some other healers.” I nodded. “Right… they did say it was a political thing too…” “It’s not all about politics and power plays,” Duke said, his tone gentle. “There’s music, dancing, feasting, and fun. Hito said it was a night to enjoy ourselves, to let loose and have fun after the formalities are out of the way.”

’ Rowan caught me off guard immediately, and there was no way I could have missed the discomfort he tried to hide under his feigned smile. ‘Yes, yes. That’s the one. Sister Martha always…’ ‘Don’t you know any other songs though? Mother told me you used to create your own keys and beautiful songs. It hurt me a little that he didn’t like the first song at all, even though I had been called to sing it several times on Sundays during communion. ‘I can’t think of any now,’ I replied, and he didn’t hide the disappointment that clouded his face instantly. I thought he said he was not going to judge me?

"Then… let's begin." The Duke walked to the middle of the platform looking handsome with his black and simple robe floating with the breeze. He didn't need anything else to steal the eyes from the whole audience, however, the only pair of eyes he craved for, were the golden ones from his little woman. Elton, on the other hand, was incredulous by the sight. He thought the man would only shove him to one side and even humiliate him as always by ignoring his request and leaving. However, he was now humoring and willingly entertaining the lovely woman comfortably sitting on the first seat.