Psycho Realm Big Duke Novels & Stories

The first time Kodjo fired a kick above knee height, Duke grabbed his leg, jerked him off his feet, and slammed his head into the ground. Duke pinned him and tore one arm off as his face hardened into an expression of extreme pain. Kodjo’s hisses evolved into desperate squeals as Duke crushed his jugular, ripping his cervical esophagus out. Kodjo stilled as his fingers slightly twitched, blood stained the beige sand once again. “Took you long enough,” Raj taunted Duke, which was something that Blayne would do. Duke gave a sad smile and then looked at his son. Devin straightened his posture and returned a curt nod. Then all attention swung to the werelion king.

They would have robbed the store and left the town. Finding RK had been the best thing ever. Now he had someone to do the dirty work while he watched Gina's life get ruined. He wanted to break her to the point that she'd never get back on her feet again. He'd do it slowly by slowly until every person in the town went against her. He went down in his basement and looked at the photos of her. She was always very happy, not knowing the pain she caused people by stealing their keys. To him, she was the real psycho. How could anyone keep stealing for fun without thinking of the consequences?

Ryan was instantly silenced, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I looked directly at Marcus, the man I had once thought I loved more than life itself. "Marcus, I came down here not because I can't bear to leave you, but because I wanted to say some things to your face. Things you need to hear." Marcus's eyes filled with desperate hope again. "I, Catherine Blackwood, am a Duke's daughter who was beloved and cherished from the moment I was born. But because I was blind and stupid enough to fall for you, you trampled my dignity into the dirt and let a servant lord over me like I was nothing."

When we walked into the hall, we found Ducan standing between two beds with his hands on each head of two elderly males. "What are you doing?" I asked softly. "He is healing them." The lady demon answered cheerfully. I smiled then turned and faced her. "Give me a bowl, a cup of water, and something I can use to pound the leaves," I said. "Right away my queen." She answered and then rushed to a table that was ahead. I moved closer to Ducan and stood a few meters away from him. "Are you okay?" I asked in concern. "Yes. I'm just giving them enough energy to speed up their healing." He answered.

Duke announced her arrival. All the eyes are fixated on her. “What is if all about, Mrs. Duke?” Mr. Chen was quick on his feet to fret. “I am here to make a deal, Mr. Chen.” She chuckled. Everyone was anticipating the ordeal. “Deal?” Mr. Guanzalo raised his eyebrows, CEO of one of the most renown shipping lines across the country. “Yes, but not only me.” Lauren step aside, and that’s when they saw Conrad, who stl look a little lost, irritated by the sight. “I am here to introduce the new CEO of this company, Conrad Alexander Duke, my son—”

He licks my face and speaks. “Yummy I have been wanting another round with you for a while.” I know him, his name is Duke, and he is the biggest pervert in school. Ken has let him use me before. He rips my hoodie and top, and looks down on me licking his lips, he forces up my jeans, so they break and one of the others pulls them down. I am begging them not to do this, but I know they won’t listen. Duke forced himself inside and I cry out in pain, but it only makes him go faster and rougher. Then I hear him groan and he pulls out as his thick fluid runs down my legs. Only for the next one to take over and rape me. At this point, I have given up and just cry silently and am close to passing ou

"I am the Duke." "You?" For one long moment, utter bewilderment was writ large across her delightful countenance. For the life of her, Margaret could not use her surprise. How could this man, of all men, be the Duke? Aside from he fact he was far too young to have been a crony if her father's, the gentleman before her was unquestionably a rake. And a rake of the first order, to boot. Whether the dark-browned, harsh-featured face wig its aquiline nose and firm mouth and chin or the lazy assurance with which he had entered the room had contributed to her reading of his character, she could not have said. But the calmly arrogant way his intensely blue eyes had roved from the top of her curls al

Roots said calmly, but the boys could feel the anger in her tone. “Ray, you’re telling me he’s right. I didn’t want to think of the possibility of such happening before, but everything points to it now.” “What do you mean?” “I’ll explain. Duke is performing a blood power ritual. It’s a dark magic witchcraft that uses blood for power. He wants to create more Betas.” “Hold on—you just said witchcraft, but you said I was wrong.” “I don’t know how Duke did it, but he found himself a witch.”

Ada is a lot. “Sorry, Bro,” Duke leans back, thinking of a new argument to make his brother see his side. Stag- Or just a thought…. we find our mate. Duke- Or just a thought.... you shut up. How do you and I not get along at all? Stag- Because one of us has a brain and the other has a dick. Duke- You don’t have a dick? Stag- Sweet goddess, help me. I have a dick, but I don’t use it in place of my brain.

Rowan complimented and without waiting for a reaction, he turned to Mateo who immediately bowed understanding what he meant. He pushed his hand into the inner pocket of his brown jacket and walked towards Farrell bearing a seal in his hand. "I believe everyone recognizes this seal?" Rowan asked and Farrell looked at Mateo who smirked at him. Then with a dramatic yell, "Bow to the Duke of Kerstone!" He raised the golden seal in the sky and Farrell gulped. What was happening? Immediately, he bowed falling to his knees and his head touching the ground. The men behind Rowan fell to their knees immediately with Constance standing at their back with a gaped mouth.