Northern Grand Duke Hamster Novel Novels & Stories

Rosy beamed, tugging at my skirts. Yuri scowled. "No, Rosy, this is the most horrible day of our lives. Dominic... the dance... our home. We are slaves to the terrible Utgardr Queen!" "I rather like this castle." Rosy stuck out her tongue and kicked Yuri's heel. Yuri yipped and knuckled Rosy's head. They were squabbling, even in the heart of the Northern Holds in enemy terrain.

The walls, the floor, t-t-everything! It was said that the brighter the jewels, the purer they were, and these ones were so pure its brightness cascaded into the room into a brilliant glow. The sun wasn’t needed, just its brightness at the reflection of the dawning of day was enough to awaken a person as its glow was even brighter than a burst of early morn sunshine and much prettier! Just before Dina could question Zero if Genad was this rich in the novel, the door opened and Feral became instantly at alert but what came in left her speechless. It was a hamster but man… was it large!

"I heard the North ran out of food months ago. She’s probably skeletal." "Poor Vespera. To fall so low, so fast." The herald struck his staff against the floor three times. The sound echoed like a gavel. "Presenting," the herald announced, his voice trembling slightly, "The Duke of the North, Cyprian Hale. And his wife, the Duchess Vespera." The doors groaned open. The whispers died instantly. They didn't look like beggars. They didn't look like refugees. They looked like the end of the world.

Suddenly an argument could be heard coming from the two adults at the table. "Zachary, you already had more than me. This last piece should be mine!" Prince Xavier argued. "I didn't count, how would I know if you didn't have more?" Duke Kensington replied, with an attempt to take the final dumpling on the platter. Melissa glanced at William, who had a sad look on his face. Clearly this young boy had no match for the two grown adults and obviously had the least compared to them. Melissa immediately took the last dumpling and passed it to William, making the young boy grinned with joy and he quickly swallowed the whole piece in this mouth, afraid his father or royal uncle would snatch it away.

the madame said. Camilla smiled, it seemed she had gotten her ally. The madame would be very useful to her, she thought to herself. "thank you, I will keep that in mind" she told the madame. "Now, I am sure you came in here for breakfast, come and have a seat, I will serve you breakfast" she told Camilla. "Thank you" Camilla said as she sat down and prepared to have her breakfast. ……….. Camilla was sitting on Dante's bed reading a book, she was bored out of her mind. She wished she could be anywhere but in this room.

If only it worked that way. As my consciousness faded, my soul felt yanked back—to that Halloween night that changed everything. Lights strung like jack-o'-lanterns, crowds surging like a river. I was gripping my little brother Matthew Duncan's hand—warm and soft—terrified that if I let go for even a second, the tide of people would swallow him up. But in the blink of an eye, a puppet-maker's stall caught his eye. He pointed at a fierce general figurine, bouncing with excitement. "Eli! I want that one! The general!"

"The hamster we raised died. You know that, right?" He nodded, looking genuinely upset. Took my hand, gave it a squeeze. "I was gonna tell you. It got sick a while back. I took it to the vet, but they said there wasn't much hope. Don't be sad—we can get another one." His voice was steady. No panic, no guilt. Again, I started to doubt myself. Maybe he really was just smoking at home and trying to hide it? After dinner, he smiled and handed me a gift—perfectly wrapped.

In the North, everything went as I'd foreseen. With my strategy and Graham's ferocity, we routed the enemy in no time. The Northern Alpha, robed in white, surrendered to Graham and me in person. From then on, the North was Silver Moon territory. News kept drifting in from the manor, too. After Heidi's last tantrum, Damien had come to loathe her completely. He broke the mate bond with her and delivered her to the Temple himself. As for him, he seemed to fall apart entirely, drowning his days in liquor and she-wolves.

“And for the record, the grand duke is only doing that because he is guilty.” Maleficent waved her hand. “Worry not, headmaster. The grand duke of the Nether World will only be guilty of a couple of years but once the new Halfling will be born from his newly arrived wife – though her being an angel would complicate things but hey he’s a powerful noble from the Nether World so they will be fine – it will all be alright. All is well so do not fret, headmaster, or it will shorten your life err your tentacles I mean.” “You know that he cares for you, right?” asked Headmaster Kirk. He was still as stubborn as mule as he kept on going on and on with the topic.

which meant their value was going to be amazing. "The black one calms the other two. The red one is quite silly. The black one and the white one are affectionately playful with one another. They’re all very well-mannered, but the black one is such a sweetheart." Pearl ran her palm over his smooth fur and, at the last second, Dark nipped at her fingertips. Her hand jerked back from him as she glared daggers at the giant thing. "What do you want for them?" Alec tilted his head just slightly as White began to pace a slow and stalking circle that made his shoulders hunch with every step. He was thinking, and Pearl knew it. Well... she needed more spellbooks and money and, well, to open the porta