I Left The Time-limited Villainous Duke Without Saving Him Novels & Stories

David Duke looked bleakly into his cup of hot chocolate, which Blue made, as Trent seemed to be spitting nails and scribbling furiously before standing. “I’m going to nail those fuckers to a wall and throw knives at them,” he turned. “Hito, if you could do a full work up on him. I’ll run a lineage trace.” “There’s no need to,” Duke said softly. “You… know where your family is?” I asked. “The-They…. They’re dead.” Duke let out a shuddering breath. “I-I saw their bodies wh-while they were trying to get us out.”

Beautifully ignoring my presence while I stared at her with all my endearment. I had created irrecoverable distances, expecting a soft gaze at this point would be puerile of me. ‘But, I also know that for our mate bond- which she didn’t know about yet- won’t permit her to resent me either,’ “Don’t you know? Gizelle stole Denzel’s information and ran away, she left her own people,” Mr. Duke informed and she finally lifted those beautiful eyes to greet mine. “What?! Why?” “I don’t know, ask him. Anyways, I am late for work. You take care, okay?” He continued to smile, giving her shoulder a pat before going back.

A man Elara had never seen before, but whose presence felt more powerful than all the Lords of the Conclave combined. "A beautiful effort," the man in white said, his voice like the chime of a bell. "But the Duke belongs to the Balance now. You saved the girl, Elara Vance. But to keep her... you have to give the Duke back to the Void." The man reached down for Vane's throat.

My family was the most famous line of witches at the royal court. My sister, Lilith Seyler, was famous for her lofty principles. I was the only one who knew she was a complete fraud. When the royal marriage decree arrived at House Seyler, she shut herself in her prayer room out in the woods and refused to come out. "Duke Edmund, your wealth and your power are dust to me. A proposal from a duke is no different than a proposal from a farmhand." Then she laid out three conditions for Duke Edmund. The Duke was to build a prayer room on his estate, since she needed quiet meditation and practice with the elements to keep her magic stable. Before the wedding, the Duke was to wash in mountain spring

"Duke doesn't like men who hurt women. You could say it's a line that, when crossed, has him committing murder. He just got out of prison for the second time. He'll have no problem pretending your head is a pumpkin and leaving it in pieces before we go." Miles's face turns the color of boiling lobster. "I can't breathe," he gasps in a strangled voice. You would think Duke had him by the throat. "Good," Dax replies, his smile still in place. "Your smashed head won't hurt so bad if you pass out first. Knowing Duke here, though, he'll wake you up before he caves in your skull." "Please." His eyes scramble around the room looking for help that isn't there. "They never came back. Went on a call a

The Duke, who thought himself a genius mastermind, had been outplayed by his own student in a game he had created. Liora used every lesson the Duke had given her to destroy him. "You... you dare destroy this infrastructure worth trillions of dollars?!" the Duke screamed over the radio. "This infrastructure was built on the blood of my family, Duke.” “I would rather see it destroyed than fall into your hands," Liora replied coldly. Back inside the cave, Mavric looked at Liora with an almost insane sense of pride. He pulled her into his weak embrace, wincing slightly at the pain from his stitches.

Hours later. "How did you get in here?" My brother asked rising from his bed. "Get on your knees or turn the kingdom over peacefully," I offered. "What is the meaning of this? I would never place MY kingdom in the hands of a two-timing, backstabbing, murderer!" He growled. "PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!" Esmerelda begged. "You're even prettier than I remember," the Duke said caressing her cheek. "DON'T TOUCH HER!" my brother, Edwin ferociously growled trying to attack the Duke. "VINCENT! Look at me! What you are doing is treason! You just know you can stop this. What would your parents think when they return from holiday? Please! Please listen to me!" Esmerelda begged. "Nothing you say is going to w

Duke turned, carrying her up in his arms, and spoke up in a blood-chilling tone, “Make them pay greatly. Ensure such torture on them that they beg for death. But do not kill them. I will play the last card with them" He sounded like some ruthless psychopathic serial killer who gets peace by brutalizing people. The drunken men's throats turned dry and their hearts froze at the Duke's bone-chilling voice. They realized that the girl had indeed spoken the truth. She belongs to a really powerful person. They realized their mistake but it was too late. They invited the lion in the deer's den and now the lion will hunt them down mercilessly. The guards nodded and dragged them away. With Lelia in h

The Duke stood over him, smoke curling from the barrel of his pistol. The other men hesitated, eyes darting between their fallen leader and the Duke. "Anyone else?" the Duke challenged, his voice deadly calm. Without a word, the men retreated into the forest, leaving their leader's body behind. The Duke returned to the carriage, his expression unreadable. "We need to move. Now." As they sped away, Victoria's mind swirled with fear and uncertainty. The man she had just allied with was capable of cold-blooded murder. Had she made a grave mistake?

I think he is planning to escape away. “Can you see where Christmas is?” I asked Vincent from earpiece. “Yes, they put her in the trunk. Vick and the others are dealing with his men,” he replied. Bang! I suddenly stopped running here in the starecase when Duke shoot my way. I continue running when he didn't shoot me anymore. When I see him downstairs I take the shot that made him stop for a second. He really doesn't have a plan to surrender or give up. Bang! Bang! Bang!