Missi And Duke Novels & Stories

Ace said more like threatened him. "Grandfather wants an heir" Duke said "That's why you sent your sample to the hospital." Ace said "I didn't expect them try to mess with it. Luckily Max destroyed it before it fall in their hands" Duke said. "Duke don't take this risk. Why don't you have a girlfriend?" Ace asked Duke who smiled hearing this "The person who said girlfriend and marriage is waste of time" Duke smirked at Ace. "Don't worry about me." Ace was about to say something when Duke's phone started ringing.

The dawn gathering held a different silence. It was not the hushed, fearful quiet of the previous morning, but a thick, waiting stillness, charged like the air after a lightning strike. The entire pack stood in the clearing, their eyes fixed on the raised stone platform where the elders usually presided. Today, only two figures stood upon it. Kade, dressed in simple dark clothes that did nothing to diminish his predatory stillness. And Aria, beside him. Not a step behind. Level.

Before Derrick could even turn around, a pair of slender arms wrapped smoothly around his neck from behind. "Duke ... I finally found you," Aira whispered, leaning in to press her soft cheek against his ear. The black-haired man flinched. Instead of feeling pleased, his anger flared. With a rough, sudden shove, he broke her embrace and spun around to face her. "Are you out of your mind?! Who allowed you to touch me in a place like this?!" Aira offered a sorrowful, fragile smile, her glassy, light purple eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "When the Duke is angry, it breaks my heart."

“…If she gets close to me by chance, I’ll be force to separate you from her.” He threatened his wife. “If we aren’t welcome, we may as well leave your house and go back to where we came from.” She replied boldly. “And you think I’ll allow you to go that easily?…You’re my wife and whatever I say stands. Don’t think you can get away from me easily.” ******************************************* Rebecca’s only desire is to be with the one she thinks loves her. But her heart gets broken when he leaves her and ends the relationship. She conceals her pregnancy and deals with her burden alone. Duke Williams seeks her hand in marriage and marries her, well aware that she is pregnant with anoth

“And you already decided you’re coming home with us, so there’s no point wasting energy pretending otherwise.” Juliette’s jaw dropped. She half-laughed, half-choked. “Wow. At least let a woman have some pride.” Duke moved like a fucking viper one second surveying the room, the next his hand was in her hair, threading through those thick dark strands and tilting her head back just the way I’d fantasized about earlier. Then he angled her toward me and dipped low, whispering in her ear, “Who needs pride when you could be coming in five minutes?”

"Sir, you have the wrong person." But Dante didn't care. He strode up to me, his eyes full of excitement and joy. "Emby, I couldn't be wrong. You must be Emby!" I frowned, trying to avoid his touch, but it was too late. Dante grabbed my hand, his voice trembling. "Emby, I've missed you so much. I've thought about you every single day for these three years!" I sighed and forcefully pulled my hand away. "Sir, you really have the wrong person. I don't know you."

they missed the old him, they all do. but turning the Duke Claude back to his old self was always a failed attempt. no matter what they do, they cannot figure out what made their Duke that way. drugs, alcohol, a traumatic incident, hypnotism or anything in between, the people cannot figure out what results to that. Soon enough, they lost hope as they too succumbed to the depressing state of their duke to which soon affected the duchy itself and trickled down to the people of the Fortess Dukedom.

the man said while huffing his pipe. A blond haired man leaned down at to get a fleeting glance of white hair, which disappeared into the door below. "That.... she is Miss Eloise Ayles, her father Harem Ayles a small viscount passed away recently so they are moving to their mother's home town in your duchy. What you don't know about that? What kind of a Duke are you, huh?" he jokingly said. "hmmm, she seems silly," he whispered, blowing out a cloud of smoke.

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.

"W-We need to hurry, Duke! I don't know what time it will start." Duke gave me a deadpan look, not seeing me believable in his eyes right now. "W-What?" I asked in confusion, not knowing what his stares mean, until it slowly sank into me. "Oh!" I blurted out before I bit my lip again. How silly. Of course, Duke knew when it'll start. He's the mafia boss of the Myers's clan, anyway. And currently the top of every other clan in the mafia. I grimaced at myself before I slowly sat back to bed beside him and he was quick to pull me around his arms again.