His Duchess Is A Ghost 소설 & 이야기

Reive pursed his lips, about to snort. “You think that should excite me?” he asked, completely forgetting etiquette. “I think it should excite you that the future queen’s doing you honor.” Livia answered calmly. “And we both being necromancers. There’s nothing more sexual than knowledge. Power. And in this castle there isn’t anyone who can measure their strength with me,” she finished imperiously and then added, “You can?” The next moment, the duchess waved her hands in the air, and the Dark wound round her fingers, turning into a second skin. For some seconds, she resembled a bone golem. With a sudden move, she seized Reive’s neck, squeezing his throat mercilessly.

The car purred through the dark streets toward Duchess’s estate. Billie carries the Sierra blood. She’s the rightful heiress to an empire worth billions. And more importantly… she belongs to us. Body and soul. We intend to keep her for eternity. Duchess’s poisonous tongue just signed her own death warrant. No one warns our girl to run. No one tries to take her away from us. I chambered a round with a soft click and leaned back in the seat. Time to remind Duchess exactly why she used to call me Master.

his eyes looked sad, but I knew deceit lived there. “I hope you die today,” I whispered under my breath, I heard footsteps approaching me, I turned and it was the duchess, at the corner I saw Mateo struggling with the crocodile as he held it down with his knees. “I apologize on Ennie’s behalf, she’s usually a sweet girl, I think she’s off her meds today” The duchess managed a weak laugh, she saw no one laughed back and she stopped, “Come on dear, let me take you to get changed,” she said, gesturing for me to follow.

"Who said anything about disliking her? The woman is a goddess." "A cold, ruthless goddess," Adrian added. "But still." Dante had fallen unusually quiet, staring into his glass with surprise intensity. "What's with you?" Rick asked, nudging his friend's shoulder. Nathan snickered. "Tell him, Dante. Tell him what happened with Her Highness." Dante shot Nathan a dark look before draining his glass. "The Duchess and I have... history." Rick's eyebrows shot up. "History? What kind of history?" "The naked kind," Gabriel supplied helpfully, earning himself a murderous glare from Dante.

My best friend and I. A witch and a Fae from Whisperwood. I have the blood of a Seer. My three rune bones can see a kingdom's rise and fall. She's a gold-touched Fae. Born to attract wealth. One roll of the dice in a goblin casino, and she'd empty their vault. When we were eighteen, we found a disgraced Grand Duke in the capital's slums. His stepmother had thrown him out. We saved him. She amassed his gold. I spun his fate. We helped him claw his way back to the capital. He took back his land. His scepter. The first thing he did? He asked my best friend to marry him. They had a son. A gifted heir. I grew tired of the noble squabbles. I went back to my hidden cottage in the woods. Ten years l

I commented and pointed at the diamond ring she was wearing. "This… this was a reward from the duchess." She answered. "The duchess? Weren't you only hired 10 years ago? My mother was already dead by then, which duchess are you talking about?" I asked sharply. "I… I'm sorry, my lady. I misspoke." She apologized. "Carmella, good timing. Tell Sir Danyll to round up all the servants in the main hall and please gather the expenses report of the castle immediately." I ordered as soon as I saw Carmella enter with the tea.

“So, you don’t regret the fact that your temper could be costing you your mate, your happy ending?” He barked a laugh, turning his body slightly away from me. “Come on, Khaos. Don’t ruin this chance. The Moon Goddess won’t give you anyone else, you know this. Call her, be honest with her.” “Have you been completely honest with Duke? Does he know what happened to you?” he asked, startling me. How the fuck can he possibly know what happened to me? He doesn’t, he can’t! He was taking a lucky guess. I must have allowed too much sympathy to show in my eyes. I had revealed too much. He knows something happened, but not all of it. Noone knows all of it.

Ellie said, pointing to a painting of a woman in very little clothing. Jasper grinned, he put his arms around Ellie his hands just underneath her breasts "She was a very, very bad girl. Her name was Gabrielle Teller, and she married the third duke. As you can tell, judging by her clothing or lack of it, she was a bit of a girl."

he said with a serious expression “I did not mean it like that, I was merely… you know what? Never mind” I muttered. There was no use explaining anything to him "If you are also a vampire, what is Henry?” I asked "I'm a witch." he replied immediately "Which is more absurd than being a vampire… what next? Fairies and elves?” The one who called himself Damien began laughing "She sounds exactly like Katherine; I can see why you married her now." "Shut your mouth" the duke said simply

Greg uttered their way with a curt nod, which Annie responded with a cordial lift of her lips and Christian with a similar nod without a word, lips pulled back into a tight line. Alissa, Desmond, Hailey, and Ivory were there too, carefully stepping into the circle, greeting their boss and acknowledging what many of their colleagues in hunters headquarters suspected would be the new duchess who was - in their comrades' words - less pretentious, more daunting, more intelligent and easier to read. Enora stole everyone’s attention when she asked, “Is this your new fwiend, Uncle Gweg?” Bringing her closer to Sush, he kept his anxiety to himself when he said, “Yes, her name’s Sush.”