I Regressed As The Duke Novels & Stories

My legs were no longer mine. "Fuck." I muttered. I tried to struggle to my feet again and this time I made it to a standing position but that was as far as I could go as my legs wobbled dangerously like the melodious strings of a harp. The party last night had been wild like every party that had me in it. The duke had been a good sport about it which was surprising because I initially thought he would be a bore like my old man. Now that I think about it, the Duke had partied harder than anyone had plus Dinah had been assigned as his maid. A cocky smirk crossed my face as I tried to imagine the intricate positions she was bound to have put the old man through. By the time she was done with hi

Not long after he finished his battle the shameless Duke made Emma sat on his lap again, not minding her embarrassed face. "He beat me to it again," Elton could only sigh and give up, but he looked again at the man with red hair, "Did you really fight to your best?" "… I tried my best tricks, Lord Elton," Regulus bowed but indeed, he contained his powers. The Duke's men had already told him about the secret army the Duke was creating, and he was chosen as one of the new members. They also told him that it was not wise to expose his powers that early.

Henry asked after a moment, and she stiffened. "In what manner do you mean that, your grace?" "I mean," said the duke, levering his long body away from the mantel, "do his hips swing when he walks?" Cassy surged to her feet and her gaze seared into the duke. "You will be much more pleased with Jonathan than you have been with me, your grace," she ground out. "Though I hate to admit it, my brother can be as insensitive and arrogant as any other male." "Including the present company, I presume."

Because of this terrible thing, did you regret marrying me Ah! I regret it very much! "Snow Cecy deliberately looked up and glared at him," I don't even want to Every time she go out, she would be pointed at. how Duke Chris lived through the first half of his life, even though he was a Duke, but he made his reputation into such a virtue. Father is very indecisive, but it's not his expectation that things have evolved to this point. He must have wished it hadn't happened... "Terrence Edmin said with a calm and serious expression.

she answered. It took a few seconds before the Prince responded. “If that was what you think, I did not have any reasons to object to it,” the Prince said. “Your answer lacked details,” Duke stated. My ears tingled by what the Duke had expressed. I forced myself to smile and look innocent, though I wanted to smack him. Frederick Ivrea, one of those people you do not want to mess with. A valiant warrior--- a perfect description for the Duke of Athenesy. Exterminator of corrupt officials, pirates, and any person who attempts to overthrow the Empire.

Now I was shedded with light sa kung anong meron sa mundong ginagalawan ko. All this time, I thought we were governed by a president, but no. "Alam mo ang worst part?" She said, I intently listened. "Nawawala ngayon ang mga royalties, at kasalukuyang pinaplano ni Duke Raven Hellion na siya o ang anak niya ang mamuno sa Imperyo. Pero..." Lumapit siya sa 'kin. "Sabi ng iba, malupit raw ang Duke ng Hellion Duchy. May tsimis rin na hindi na babalik pa ang mga royalty dahil pinatay raw ang mga ito."

I was not a member of any such establishment, though I was often required to haul my brother away from them in times gone by. The Duke of Tarrick repulses me in every way. He is dressed in such finery, surrounded by opulence and received the finest education and tutelage in the country. Yet, once amongst men he seems to regress. From a gentleman to a toad. His flimsy frail frame drowns in his tailored waistcoats and shirts. Weight is dropping from him, his hands shake and I hear when his back spasms the cries can be heard across the entirety of Tarrick Hall. His green eyes peering through his head of greying hair are the only thing stopping him looking like a withered rat in my eyes.

It was just a manuscript that she forced her brother to let her read. 'Eternal Regret' was a tragedy-romance novel in which the heroine died at the hands of the male lead due to her obsession with power. In the end, the male lead cried as he penetrated the sword into her stomach. She did not care about the novel, but that was until she found herself in the world of 'Eternal Regret'. She became the character named Alessandra, the daughter of Duke Albert Maximillan of the North.

The Elders of the High Council sat in their semi-circle, their faces hard but I could sense their judgement and fear. In the center of the room stood Duke Valerius, Elara’s father, his face a furious red. "Finally," Valerius spat, his voice trembling with rage. "The King deigns to descend from his tower while my daughter lies in the infirmary, unable to utter a single sound! Her throat is dried up, your majesty!” His voice was full of spite. “The healers say her vocal cords are perfectly intact, yet she is silent. Maliciously silent. Do I not deserve to feel grieved?"

"Then why pray tell did he leave his mate to die, he should have been there protecting her. Anyways when the war was over the duke was nowhere to be found and also the body of Katherine, so imagine my surprise when I come into society centuries later and I see a young girl same face as Katherine, I've been watching you and you have grown up exceedingly well." "Also you thought maybe the Duke had done something and brought me back well you're wrong because the Duke does not even have any idea what I am." "Yes I figured that out already but he means to find out doesn't he and I will be right behind him when he does that was plan anyway but then your brother appeared." "He is not my brother, I