Komik The First Night With Duke Novels & Stories

This was too easy. My phone pinged. “Do you have any interest in getting your animal kink on?” Duke texted. He had an evil expression on his face and a look in his eyes that said this was a ride I wanted to take. “You’re in my world now, baby, and no one plays better than I do.”

I could wait though. “Duke, Chastity wants to take your pictures.” I said to Duke as I shifted. “I know dummy. I heard her. Of course she wants pictures of all of this awesomeness.” Duke chuckled. I chuckled, and let Duke take over the shift. Once it was done, he trotted back over to Chastity. I forgot how big he was compared to her, but he was huge. He walked right up to her, and buried his nose in her neck, making her giggle.

And if I'm lucky enough to have a thousand ordinary mornings with him after this one extraordinary night, I'll choose him every single time. The rooftop is still there. The skyline still shines. The lights still glow. And somewhere beneath all those familiar stars is the memory of two strangers meeting by accident. One holding champagne that wasn't hers. The other asking for a glass. Neither of them knowing that their lives were about to change. Some nights become memories. Some nights become stories. And some nights... become forever.

Locating the bathroom, I dashed towards it, once in, I locked the door and sat at the edge of the incredibly white, gigantic tub that could fit minimum of five people- the stranger must be rich then. Switching back on my phone, i searched for the first post and clicked on it only to see myself lick the stranger’s face, albeit it looked a little sexy…arrgh, I knew my crazy thoughts would possess me one day, I just never realized it would be this early, I was still three years away from thirty for God’s sake, I can’t believe I actually licked a stranger’s face and posted it for the world to see. Face palming, I moved on to the next, in this post I was in a jewelry store, I could only hope I di

I needed to splash cold water on my face and remind myself that I was just here for a dinner, not a revolution. Behind me, Duke watched me walk away. He waited until I was out of earshot before he looked at Jeremiah. He saw the way Jeremiah’s eyes followed me across the room. A small, knowing smile pulled at the corner of Duke’s mouth. It was the first time he had looked amused all night. “Well, well,” Duke said. “If I didn’t know any better, I would say the great Jeremiah Shawn is completely head over heels for his companion.” Jeremiah’s face turned a shade of red. He cleared his throat and looked at his drink. He realized there was no use in lying to a man like Duke.

Dione’s food looked just as enticing as the aroma wafted between us. I picked up my fork but felt a sense of unease as Dione’s eyes kept roaming my entire existence from across the table with just a look. He smiled before turning to the meal in front of him. “This looks incredible,” Dione said, cutting into his duck. “What do you think?” I took a bite from my food, savoring the rich flavors as I nodded. “It’s perfect. They know what they’re doing here.” As we ate, the conversation flowed easily. We talked about almost everything—work, travel, childhood stories—but his childhood, not mine, because my childhood was a total disaster. Dione was easy to talk to, and his laugh was infectious.

Downstairs, I sit on the sofa and sip a drink of coffee to get the swelling down. The door opens. It’s Duke. He comes over and sits opposite. I take a drink of my coffee, ignoring him. Duke is the first werewolf I ever met. And he fed Bucks. I thought we were friends. It turns out that he’s also part of the lie. I understand why he did so, but I won’t treat him as friends anymore. “Amelia, I have known what happened last night. I’m really sorry for that. I’m not defending Nyx, but the thing is, I suggested he do so…”

“What will it be, Mario? Do you choose death, or do you choose painful death.” Before Mario can respond, a tiny commotion erupts behind Bhyron, drawing all our attention. In the blink of an eye, Duke appears out of nowhere like an avenging angel, guns blazing and bullets flying. The second he sees Zuri, his lips twist in a snarl and my heart almost stops beating when he aims his guns directly at us. “Oh, shit!” Mario yells. Bang! Bang!! Duke shoots at us with perfect precision. The deafening sound, mixed with Mario and Nathan’s screams shake me to the core. The war is finally here… *** Please look forward to the two chapter updates tomorrow!! It promises more angst and nail biting suspense!!

The first time Kodjo fired a kick above knee height, Duke grabbed his leg, jerked him off his feet, and slammed his head into the ground. Duke pinned him and tore one arm off as his face hardened into an expression of extreme pain. Kodjo’s hisses evolved into desperate squeals as Duke crushed his jugular, ripping his cervical esophagus out. Kodjo stilled as his fingers slightly twitched, blood stained the beige sand once again. “Took you long enough,” Raj taunted Duke, which was something that Blayne would do. Duke gave a sad smile and then looked at his son. Devin straightened his posture and returned a curt nod. Then all attention swung to the werelion king.

Unable to control himself, Duke bit down on Lelia's neck. Lelia gasped and let out a soft roam. Starlted by her own action Lelia screamed softly. Duke regained consciousness when he heard Lelia's scream. Immediately he let go of Lelia and took two steps back. He looked at Lelia and saw her mouth open like a fish. And her face turned red like a ripe tomato. "It is getting late. I have an urgent job tomorrow. I must go to bed now. Good night" Duke hurried to his room.