Lilly Library Duke Novelas e Histórias

From the beginning until now where the childish protests of noble kids were heard. That made her curious. In Ha scrutinized him. The boy didn't look bad. She could say this boy was actually included in the handsome ranks. Although not as handsome as her brother. Stephen who followed Lilian's perspective cleared his throat. "Sir Lloyd from Duke Abbott's house, Milady." Despite the fact Lloyd was introduced without his permission, he didn't seem to care. 'Oh so he's from the Duke family? What a surprise! There are three duke descendents gathered here.'

It seems to be some mysterious secret. Lilly’s phone rings. “Hey babe where are you?” I am guessing it is Denver as she is twirling her hair with her left hand. It’s a bit of a giveaway really. “Fantastic. Come through the entrance and take a left through the double doors into the library. It’s a bit quieter in here. See you soon.” She blows kisses down the phone, that makes me roll my eyes. It’s sooo corny. “They’ve just parked. Dexter has hitched a ride with them so he can have a drink.” She tells me. Great. So now Dexter is going to get pissed too. Brilliant. Fantastic. Not.

Would they ever find out what happened to her if Claiborne killed her? Outside of the door to Claiborne’s study, she took a steadying breath. She was the Duchess of Lovelace, not even a Duke could kill her and get away with it. Feeling more confident, she tucked her purse away and placed her hands on the door. Lily slammed the door open, hoping to startle the Duke, but she didn’t see any movement when she walked into the room. The smell of alcohol and drugs overwhelmed Lily. She pulled out a handkerchief and covered her nose. She spotted legs sprawled out in front of the fireplace. Claiborne sat in a high wingback chair facing away from her and towards the fireplace.

Conrad asked Lillie. “Sure thing.” Lillie answered. Before they start, Conrad tells Duke that Sir Devon is on to him. Sir Devon realizes that Duke fell in love with her daughter. Duke suddenly blushes a little and Lillie chuckles as she sees Duke’s face. Conrad also asks Duke to take care of the cashier for a while, while he orients Lillie on how things work here.

"Why? do you also think that I am a looser or something like that, Lilly told me that her classmates used to bully her because she was kind of a nerd and virgin... Is it that important, I mean I never thought about all these things till now..." She scratched her neck nervously while Damian just looked at her with adoration. "Bullshit, it's nothing like that... I am happy that you were a virgin, I'll be the first man with whom you will experience everything..." He smiled and caressed her cheeks. "But still you need to learn lots of things baby..." He sighed and stood up... She looked at him confused when he came back with a few books and placed it in her lap. "What are these books..." She pic

Mrs Shaw shouted at Sir Andrew, who at this point was still rooting at the main door, looking at the frantic Duke. Upon hearing the shout, Sir Andrew went after Duke Kensington but he was too late. When he reached Lady Melissa’s room, Duke Kensington had already gone in. Lily, who was tending to her Mistress, was frightened at the sight of this tall and imposing man. However, when she saw Sir Andrew and Mrs Shaw, she felt a little relieved and softly greeted him, “Your Grace.” “How is she?” Duke Kensington asked to no one in particular. “She is doing well, Your Grace. The doctor came to check on my lady this morning and just left.” Lily bravely answered him. Mrs Shaw frowned at the Duke.

‘H-h-her b-belly’ her voice, though in a low whisper, echoed lightly through the already deserted walls of the manor, which was now lighted by the eerie shadows the blood moon that had appeared in the sky, towering over the manor cast in the house. As if waiting to witness the birth of the monster. Somehow, words had made rounds in the manor amongst every servant and soldier about the mysterious birth, and on the same night, the blood moon appeared after so many years. It didn’t help that The Duke was also found dead not long after dinner in the store room, hanging from the rafters with his eyes popping out of his tiny head. Everyone had silently disappeared. Each returned to his own home in

Especially when it involved Duke Lunnart, who was famous for being cold and indifferent, and the new Duchess from the imperial family. As if a man who had never cared about anyone had suddenly fallen deeply in love. And now the Duke had not returned to his room for the entire night. Of course the whole mansion had immediately begun creating their own stories. A few seconds later, the maid spoke again softly. “If the Duke truly became bored that quickly… then Her Grace the Duchess is really pitiful.” Enough. Creeeak— The bedroom door suddenly opened. Orla and the maid in front of her both jolted in shock, nearly dropping the laundry basket they were holding.

She lets the word hang, tender and sad. Breath catches mid-air. This one emotion. “Her name was Lillian,” Beatrice continues, her voice a soft, mournful melody. “She was a distant cousin, a ward of the court. Not noble-born, but so bright, so full of light. She saw the man behind the duke, you see. The one buried under duty and grief.” She smiles a small, wistful smile. “For a short time, he was happy. Truly happy. He would smile. He would laugh. It was like watching a statue come to life.”