Leave Me Alone Duke Novels & Stories

Silence hung heavy for a minute, giving me a chance to slip out of the closet. Maybe I could crawl under the bed. Or maybe not, ugh! Footsteps again. Stifling a groan, I scurried back into the cramped closet, leaving the door a sliver open for eavesdropping. This Trevor fellow, unlike the Duke with his dark, brooding presence, was all sunshine and golden curls. Built smaller than the Duke, he couldn't have been much older than me. Yet, here he was, wanting to share hushed tones with the enigmatic Duke. A spark of hope ignited within me. This conversation, shrouded in secrecy, could be the key to making Lawrence happy.

Duke muttered, “I need to go deal with this - you two will be okay, won’t you?” “Best friends” I replied, a sickly sweet smile plastered on my lips. “Plenty to catch up on, you go on ahead. Never let a woman interfere with the important things, boy. Remember that” Duke frowned at his father before shooting me a nervous look as though he wasn’t sure how to leave me, finally settling on a chaste kiss on the cheek. As he passed his father I heard the low rumble of “play nice” being muttered. The minute he was out of earshot, the tension shot up, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand in awareness, my wolf adopting a suspicious glare. “So,” he said, eyeing me from head to toe. “You’ve ret

she whispered to him. (You say strange things sometimes) "I thought you were sleeping. It's quite a scare when you talk to me like that." (I apologize. It's a nice feeling to finally be conscious when I transform) "Well, at least you're back to normal. It's funny since we're both hiding away from the world. I meant it when I said I wanted to run away with you and experience the world. I don't want to be weighed down by responsibilities anymore." (You have the option of refusing the title of Duke of Graviscera. You can simply live off your brother in the palace or you could leave the explore the continent or even the world. The truth is you're someone who feels uncomfortable without responsib

“His Grace desires you to have tranquility.” Calm. This heavy quiet had that name once. A lab thing beneath clear cover, preserved in spotless air, untouched. Foggy shapes moved where the Duke should have been. Sometimes I saw him - rushing along a far hall with Alex Starwood, face pulled tight like old rope. Other times, just a crack of light under a door showed him frozen near a map pricked full of tiny flags, silent as a statue mid-thought. My presence didn’t register. Not once did he come looking. What we had, apparently, didn’t ask me to be close - just nearby. He placed me like a tool he might use later, then walked away.

She walked to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and drank from it without saying anything. “Get ready,” Duke whispered into my ear. “We’re leaving by twelve.” He didn’t care that she was still there. He said it anyway. Then he walked out. Lisa stood there for a moment, gripping the bottle tightly. Her fingers tightened around it. Then she turned and walked out without another word. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. That was intense. ****** When Duke said we were disappearing, I didn’t expect this. A private beach house. Just the two of us.

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

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.

"You bitch. Get out of here." I lean into his arms, my lips curling slyly. I say nothing, but my action is enough to tell her that I am taking George away from her. "You…" She fumes. "Shameless slut. Get away from my man." "Megan… Can you please leave now?" George finally opens his mouth. "George?" Megan’s surprised look is worth watching. She must have not anticipated hearing this. I am having fun watching the scene. "Leave, Megan. We will talk later."

We came at the same time, but instead of pumping insideme, he pulled out and sprayed his cum on my mound and clit. “Shit guys! I just got a text from Cheyenne.” Duke suddenly called out. “I think she’s coming back here. You all need to leave.” What? Why the hell was he lying? Clearly I was in the box and my phone wasn’t even with me. I could hear everyone paniacking as they zipped up, trying to leave. “How are we gonna get rid of the whore before your fiance gets here?” “Don’t worry,” Duke response. “I’ll pay her a fat tip, have her clean up and get gone before she shows.