I Regressed As The Duke Novels & Stories

There was a sickening sound of bones cracking as she crumpled to the floor, blood streaming from her nose. "Mama!" I dropped to my knees beside her motionless form. "How touching.” The voice was sharp and dripping with sarcasm. I looked up to see its owner. Lord Edric, Regent of the town after the duke and duchess’ deaths. He was also the present Duke's uncle, the monster that fed on blood. He stepped in with a frown on his face and stared down at Mama and me in disdain. Our eyes met, and his narrowed as he searched my face.

The servants watched in silence, flinching every time the duke hit one of the knights until every one of the men was on the floor, motionless. Since he married Magnolia, the duke had become way nicer and calmer. Everyone in the castle had almost forgotten that he had held the nicknames of Cold-Hearted Duke and Cold Blooded Warrior for years. This was a reminder of who Daniel Van Konigl truly was. Every single servant in the room was trembling. “Let me be clear, if anything happens to Geoffrey, everyone will pay for it,” Daniel spat. “Everyone.” He was out of breath and his hands were shaking from all the emotions.

they missed the old him, they all do. but turning the Duke Claude back to his old self was always a failed attempt. no matter what they do, they cannot figure out what made their Duke that way. drugs, alcohol, a traumatic incident, hypnotism or anything in between, the people cannot figure out what results to that. Soon enough, they lost hope as they too succumbed to the depressing state of their duke to which soon affected the duchy itself and trickled down to the people of the Fortess Dukedom.

Aryan roared, pounding into Jasmine harder, putting on a show for the Duke. Jasmine turned her head slightly while her body jerked back and forth. A wicked smile played on her lips despite the moan that escaped them. "God daddy, he doesn't understand. We're... ahh... having a private ceremony, my dear Duke," she gasped, her voice breathy and taunting as Aryan yanked her back and forth on his dick. "So you can get used to how things are going to be from now on," the king elaborated. The Duke, Lord Reginald, a man of noble bearing with sharp features and a once proud stance, froze in the doorway, his eyes widening in horror. Tears welled up almost immediately, blurring his vision as he took in

After everything I had done, everything that the sisters worked, I thought I had humiliated their loyalty, their efforts wasted. Now, I had to see how to fix this. Bending down, I settled my hands on his shoulders when I heard Father shout, “What is happening here!” I froze from his scream, yet here is where Irvan rose. His face had changed into one of pure pain, “she had tried her hardest to please you, yet no matter what she would do, you still have no heart for my fated mate. It seems the deals to make with our enemies will have to be given back and end our marriage as your parents wished it. But know this means the supper of the Dukes will reside with me. After all, I had found my mate;

“We reached the heart of it. But it… resets. The Rift resets every night. It’s cursed. We lost men by the dozens and—” “No sign of the Duke?” the Queen interrupted. Silence. Abby’s lip trembled. For the first time in a long time, her face cracked open to something raw. “There was something. A pulse… I felt him, Your Majesty. But we couldn’t reach him. The Rift sealed itself. It was like trying to speak through glass—” “He’s not dead,” the Queen whispered. Her court stiffened. “He can’t be,” Auriella continued. “That man survived more wars than any commander under my reign. He taught you, Damian, how to hold a sword before you held your first book.”

Previously - "Mom yesterday you referred to an incident didn't you...? Can you tell me more about this incident...?" "Yes, dear but first eat your breakfast and restore the energy you lost We can talk about the incident in the study once your father arrives." "Yes, mom." Currently - "I'm back." said the duke "Welcome back... dad." said Rubia "Dad...??" Said the Duke with tears of happiness flowing through "Yeah, or must I refer to you as father...?"

he said and the duke’s eyes widened even more due to the shock. If it were not for the seriousness of the current conversation, the face that he had on his face was so comical that it was more than enough to send another male into a fit of laughter. It was here and then that the Duke understood that the timid and obedient daughter that he had grown used to was Jo lord and he understood that for him to fully understand just who this child had become, he would have to set his eyes upon her for himself. How ever, the Duke was a male, an alpha and one with a lot of ego. His wolf was fighting with him in in subconscious to deal bitterly with this mere servant gang had dared to face him and utter

I was just outside their estate, staring up at her room, and waiting for her to turn off the lights. Duke had been texting me, calling me that I looked like a homeless idiot all thanks to one of my men who sent him pictures of me while acting like a lovesick bastard. He must have terrorized Gregor-his spy for today-to send him pictures so he could make fun of me again. Gregor was supposed to keep guarding the Aldana estate with me but I kicked him out for a while and made him run twenty laps as punishment for selling me out to my uncle. Aside from sex, pissing the hell out of me seemed to be Duke’s next mission in life. He was my biggest supporter and my ultimate bully at the same time becau

I close my eyes against the continued pain when I’m suddenly pulled into the past seeing it as it happened… >History Flashback in Third Person Kyria was also Duke’s daughter but not to Mane Beatrice, Kyria was what most thought of as an illegitimate child, being a result of Duke losing control, cornering and then raping one of the newly purchased lower female warriors on the night of the Blood Full Moon just as she was entering into her heat.