Love Advice From The Duke Of Hell นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Because every time he looks at me, every time our fingers brush or our gazes lock— It’s not just lust. It’s recognition. Like our magic knows something we don’t. Like the storm isn’t just mine. It’s ours. And babe, it’s getting ready to blow. ***** I swear on the last pastry in the palace—if Duke Alaric steals one more glance at my lips like they’re a rare, forbidden fruit he’s trying not to devour in front of royalty, I’m going to electrocute someone. Preferably him. While looking flawless doing it.

It could but at the same time, it couldn't. Thompsons were full of themselves but even they knew they were nothing without the products they made with Elder wood. No matter the goal or the plan, they would never risk walking around without it while we were still existing. I stood in front of him and lifted his face so he was looking into my eyes. He was naked and sweating but the look on his face made it obvious he believed he was in the worst situation anyone could be in but he was so damn wrong. Humans, his family, have done much worse things to our kind.

“This is a delicate situation. The Duke is the tipping point of the rogues going against the crown. The Duke deciding to side with them would be disastrous.” “So you leave one poor soul, a human, to prolong the inevitable?” Sadie growled at her mate. A whimper left the giant’s lips, his eyes softening at his mate. “I’m just stating facts love, I don’t like it either. It is just wise we have concrete evidence. I can’t imagine why the Duke would be her mate and torture her like that, but some people, like vampires, are evil enough to do it,” Seth rubbed Sadie’s arm, defeated.

The word ‘nothing’ kept lingering in her mind and her earlier action replayed over and over again like it was taunting her, kissing her freedom goodbye. “He is only doing what he is commanded to do by his father. Haven’t you noticed? You are just a puppet in this kingdom for me to have, my beautiful princess,” Duke Conrad added whilst grinning like a wicked piranha. Lianne couldn’t talk back at him, unable to make out words that could piss him off or slap his grotesque face. Her mind had turned blank, weak, unguarded, and for this, the Duke used it as an advantage. His arms reached out to embrace her, wanting to press her breasts against his chest.

Suddenly, Walker sneered and said respectfully to the Duke, "Your Highness, Darryl is too cunning. It's better to lock him up and interrogate him!" The Duke's face darkened as he nodded subconsciously. The Duke was not very smart, and he did not have any opinion of his own. Walker was the Duke's favorite knight, and he could speak very well, so the Duke would always listen to Walker's suggestions. D*mn it! Darryl was shocked to see how things were developing. 'Is the Duke incompetent? He had not found out if I was related to the Blood Hand Organization, yet he blindly accepted Walker's advice.'

"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.

Please forgive me," Duke said in a sad tone. Lelia looked at the Duke in surprise. After looking at him for a while, she shook her head and said, "You can't love me. I don't deserve your love. I am a bad girl. Don't love me, you will suffer. I deserve your hate not love. So, hate me." Lelia grabbed Duke's shirt collar and said desperately.

"We have that kind of love, Ada, please tell me you know that." "If I die but Emma lives, you have to keep going for Emma. Don't ever take your own life, Duke. Swear to me you will never take your own life," Ada pushes him. Duke leans forward and kisses her lips. "I love you," he says. "Swear it to me, Duke," Ada demands. "I swear."