I Will Protect The Duke This Time Novels & Stories

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

Allen murmured. "I told you not to say that," Andrew retorted. He hates it when Allen says things like that. He knows Allen will do the same thing for him and he doesn’t need his gratitude for doing things a best friend will normally do. Allen shifted his body to face Andrew. He then stared at his green eyes. "When I grow up... I swear, I’ll protect you, Andrew." Andrew laughed in disbelief at his best friend’s sudden pledge. "Protect me from what?" he asked as he guffawed.

“Gotcha.” All the hope drained from my body. I felt defeated, even stupid. Dunbar shoved his fingers into his mouth and gave a loud whistle. “She’s over here, boys.” There was nowhere for me to go. His Scottish accent carried his condescending tone. “I’ll climb up there and drag you down if I have to. But we both know it would be easier if you came down here on your own. There’s nowhere to run or hide. And the boss will be here any second.”

"Duke, I'm not an ambitious man. But, that's okay. I will do what you want and help her with all I have." For some reason, Armano look satisfied. "That's better." Someone knocked the door for three times and a familiar heavy voice can be heard from behind of it, "Your Excellency, Young Miss is awake." "Call the doctor, Albert. I will be on my way." Duke said after he rose from his seat. "I understand. Please excuse me." Max followed the owner of the house, "Ah, finally! I'm relieved that she is okay." Armano stopped his movement, "After this, can you tell the Lancia's knights in the South Island to come back to the Capital?"

"Don't you start playing the feudal lord with me pal, you will lose any games on those lines, and besides, it's our bed!" Oh really? Jasper chuckled. "I am your feudal lord. Whether you say so or not, you're married to me. And as the eleventh duke, you, my sweet love, come under my protection." He waited for a minute and went to the door of the studio. He couldn't hear Ellie charging up the stairs. Was she even in the house? "Where are you love?"

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

Jason followed soon after, sending an apologetic look to the lass that read, "I tried to stop them." Monica gritted her teeth in genuine helplessness and walked forward slowly, "I will put a bullet through his chest. Put down your arms!" A slight moment of confusion followed her words. However, in the end, the soldiers complied. Ironically though, the Duke they strived to protect raised himself from his seat and walked round his mahogany desk. It took him just a few steps to reach face to face with the Scottish damsel. With his eyes still a daring shade of amber, he touched his chest to the barrel of her gun. Anything could happen now for all he cared.

He thought and resumed his steps towards the exit while Duke watched until he had disappeared before turning his gaze to Charlotte. "What do we do now?," She asked Duke, she couldn't see or sense a single presence of the enemy "Stay here and protect the students, I'll flush and eliminate the danger,"

“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

I need to stall Lauren and Merilla's attention from Cory. Tori continued with her line of questions. "How is the Vervain's antidote going?" The young Duke opened the carriage's door for her. Even though he had become the Duke, the highest position along with the Rozenreff Duchy next to the royals, he never forgot to show his respect and loyalty to the first person who trusted him. Deep down, Duke Rowan Castaña knew that he would gladly lay down his life in order to protect Victoria Rozenreff. After all, his life was hers the moment he had performed the knight's oath with all of his heart.