I Regressed As The Duke Wiki Novels & Stories

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone

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

Even so, why do I feel like I am missing something? "You talk big for someone who is about to die." A familiar voice with a familiar silhouette immerged from the hoard of the imperial army. "Duke Rowan Castaña," said the king, his tone dripped with disgust. The king continued as the young duke, who recently announced his membership to the aristocratic faction, stood side by side with the barbarian king of the north. "Your father will surely condemn you upon learning what you are doing." The young duke smirked. "My father is happily having a reunion with my ancestors. His business is his own, but I belt he's proud. Can't you see, Your Majesty? I just achieved a great feat."

Did I disappoint my husband because of that? "They said that you never also visited the training ground while I was away. Is that true?" Duke started eating, even in a simple way, he really does look like royalty. Well, he's a real royalty. The Lycan King to be exact. I lowered my head before I slowly nodded at him, "That's true."

“Stop,” Duke moves away. “I forgot how hard resisting you is.” “So don’t,” Gabby says. “Reject them. I was trained to be the Duchess. We can raise my child together.” “You are insane, you know that?” Duke laughs. “You are completely insane. Ingrid, the Queen, is the mother of Ada and Emma. You think she will allow you into the Palace if I reject her daughters for you? Do you think it is possible at all that Bär will let me keep my title? You have seriously lost your mind.”

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.

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

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.