It Was A Mistake Duke Manhwa Novels & Stories

They said he was only making her bait. "He is so cruel…" "What is cruel in that? She must have been bewitching him." "I don't think so, they looked so in love in the tournament." "She is a luriem, how can she be the Duchess of our Kingdom!" "What are you talking about?!" "The real Duchess is Miss Gia… didn't you know?" "Spill it out." "The Duke had personally requested an audience with her now that the silver-haired luriem had gone." "How can that be?"

Ada is a lot. “Sorry, Bro,” Duke leans back, thinking of a new argument to make his brother see his side. Stag- Or just a thought…. we find our mate. Duke- Or just a thought.... you shut up. How do you and I not get along at all? Stag- Because one of us has a brain and the other has a dick. Duke- You don’t have a dick? Stag- Sweet goddess, help me. I have a dick, but I don’t use it in place of my brain.

Though uncertainty gnawed at me, hope for Chester's recovery persisted in my heart. Damon, a snarl distorting his snout, approached me, disregarding Duscha's lifeless form as he assumed a duelling stance. His motives were transparent—it was all about power for him, he didn't care about Duscha or the pack of rogues he brought along with him. The rules of a duel were clear: the victor would claim the war. Growling, I channelled the pain and fear for Chester's life. I refused to lose to this weasel, not now, not ever.

"You're both waiting for the other to break first. Too proud to admit you made a mistake." "We made a lot of mistakes." "Then make one more. Call her. Apologize. Beg if you have to." Duke pulled his hand away. "She kissed Marcus. Then I slept with Isabella. There's no coming back from that." "Says who? You? Her?" Axel shook his head. "I've never seen two people more in love or more determined to be miserable." "Maybe miserable apart is better than toxic together." "Keep telling yourself that." Axel headed for the door. "But Duke? At some point, you're going to have to choose. Pride or happiness. You can't have both."

the Duke said, closing his eyes. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his right wrist. "Why does my wrist hurt m...." he wanted to finish his words when he was shocked by what he saw. He read it aloud "It is a trap." "What does this mean?" he asked himself, intensely looking at it. "The only person who can write this is...Mr Brown?!" he exclaimed. "What is a trap?" the Duke asked again, looking up. He, then, realized something. The fighting of the undead men was a trap. His younger brother, Williams wanted to distract him and so he bewitched his friend, Mr Dewhurst, to lure him into the barn. He also brought him to this place, to deal with the Duchess.

Duke is in shock, his mouth is open, and he's just looking at me because of what I just said. "Are you ok?" I ask, trying to snap him out of it. "Yep, just splendid. Why?" Duke says, still in a trance. "Well, you're staring at me like I am crazy," I said. "Oh no. I just got a mind-link from my friends, Guy, and the rest of the gang. They said that the loverboy himself is heading towards the mall to watch a movie as well, and he is lip-locked with Vanessa. Sorry, honey, it will get better, trust me. Sage has feelings for you, and he just doesn't know how to show them. Anyway, are you hungry? I'm starving. How about sushi? Do you like that?" Duke says. Shocking me and changing subjects at the

LIAM’S POV. Throttle me now and I’d probably say thank you for it. Anything but this. I stared at the notice board, nerves threatening to explode as I saw my name being paired up with Disorder, otherwise known as Zelest Hawthorne. Rogue Psychology was an easy course but could also get tricky when you’re not fully invested into it which was why we took it as a group project, with various ideas to help you understand the concept. And yet, I was paired for the project with Zelest. That chaos magnet. I could picture myself getting a D in the course after being unable to cooperatively work with Disorder.

Drew leans back again, a sigh escaping him. “That's strange, since when do you smile at a girl's I*******m video mid reps?” I don't answer, allowing the silence to settle. Drew lets out a short breath. “You know we’re knee-deep in this mess man.” My jaw clenches. The reality of my world, ugly and unforgiving, invades my memory. Like a darkness waiting to claim anything you dare love. Drew continues, his voice serious, “You sure this is the right time to bring a woman in?”

Pancras station in Starbucks, which she knew was just up from the subway. Today she would live like an average person, going out with a friend and having a pleasant time with her daughter. She was not going to stay in that awful flat, with a man who demanded food, demanded she go to the shop for more Strongbow and made her listen to his ridiculous ideas about being a duke. She laughed to herself she had seen the duke, she had met the duke. There was no way on God's earth that Grant could ever be a duke whether he was the son of one or not.

he added and I didn't mind anymore to reply. As I opened the door, Duke shoot my way and I was almost if I continue to enter. I am still here outside and I can hear his crazy laugh. When he done laughing, I quickly goes inside but it was a wrong move because he aimed my leg. I groaned in pain and hide on the post nearly to me. “Hmm, it seems someone will going die, Baby,” Duke said. “Hmm! Hmm!” The only thing I heard on her. “Are you saying something, Baby?”