Ridley Duchannes Novels & Stories

She also told him he wasn't allowed to be present at her wedding. Rhayn's parents and his younger sister loved Lily and couldn't wait for the two to get married. However, unknown to them in the shadows was Vanessa Hughes, the only daughter of the CEO of the Camdrix empire, Nolan Hughes. She had long fancied Rhayn, and seeing he'd returned from abroad, she had planned on how to seduce him and climb his bed. Unexpectedly, he started going after a designer, Peony.

“And what are those?” “Cooking, cleaning, making sure my brothers don’t jump off any bridges trying to catch a thrill or impress a girl.” She rubs her forehead with her fingers. “Any close calls?” I smile, trying to make light of her joke. “My brother Duke snuck out and went to the street races one time.” She purses her lips. “Wrecked his new BMW.” “That’s not your fault.”

Lily bowed and retreated from the room. 'What a cunning man! Hmmph! Coming unannounced! Just to catch me off guard. Not a chance. Let me see what you want to say.' With that thought, Melissa stormed out of the room to confront this ridiculous man. Duke Zachary Kensington was a handsome man. Without a doubt. Anyone who first met him would be stumped and speechless, be it men or women, young or old. From a young age, Duke Kensington had shown great abilities be it in academic or worldly affairs. He was able to judge characters and be sound in his judgments. Therefore, when he first heard of the Queen's choice for his bride, he was reluctant as he had never met this Lady Melissa before. She see

said Rose as she pleaded to Sarah "That is right, Lady Rubia… You were too harsh on her." said Odelia as she put on an act " That applies to you as well Miss Odelia. I am Rubia Mary Albert Charleston, the Daughter of Duke Charleston . If you still wish to play this game... I will entertain you. Personally. " All of the Ladies had shocked written all over their faces. * "I have stayed too long Miss Odelia. Now, if you'll excuse me." said Sarah as she ignored Rose

Intentional or not she sought me out to feel safe, and that means more than she'll ever know. "Alpha Nicholas. Thank you for informing me of the situation and allowing us to be here." While I knew that I couldn't stop the Elders from coming here it didn't mean that I would allow them near my mate if I didn't trust them enough. Luckily for me, I've worked with Elder Rick more than once and he's honestly one of the best men that I have ever met.

“And who are you two by the way?” Lady Vienna smiled, “Oh, we’re the monster couple-“ “I am Duke Raziel Valen Donovan, ruling the duchy of Xynnar,” Duke Raziel introduced, and grabbed Lady Vienna’s hands. “And this is my duchess, Lady Vienna “Estelle” Thaleia Xaviera, daughter of the duke Xaviera.”

Drew said with a smug on his face, still reading the finance reports; and me, I need another cup of tea. By the way, I am Frielle Marcia Madrigal Fortess, the current duchess of the Fortess Duchy and the head of House Fortess. However, before becoming Frielle— I'm first, Riene. A journalist who travels around the world and writes articles about different parts of every country in the globe while immersing myself in their culture and their ways of living. This job of mine is difficult, and patience and energy-consuming, but the delight it brings when you fulfill your job with a great article when you showcase their culture to the world when you address an important issue to the people— it ple

Mary Redferne Judith, my best friend, sat beside me on the couch, with my mother and sister opposite us, as we were presented with a selection of wedding dresses, each one simpler than the last. It was evident these dresses were deliberately chosen, designed to ensure I didn't outshine my sister Clara on her wedding day. Mr. McKinnon had made it clear that his son’s wedding needed to be the talk of the season. Clara expressed her disappointment directly, saying, "Mary, these dresses are so plain. I thought your wedding dress would be more... special. This is something you wouldn’t even wear."

Oh well, I’m pretty shocked. “Darius?” Rachelle raised an eyebrow. It seemed like she couldn’t believe what he just said. “What? She’s right. She’s a duchess, Rachelle. It would be best if you respected her,” he seriously said. Rachelle placed her knife and fork on her plate before rising from her seat. She glared at me, “This is absurd. How could you take her side? I’m your fiancée, for crying out loud!”

Alfred finishes. “So.” Duchess Clair’s voice cuts like a knife, brutal and sharp. Every word from her lips sounds like an executioner’s axe. “If their objective, to begin with, was to kill Lord Brendan, then it stands to reason that he has, in all likelihood, already been killed.” Darla narrows her eyes. “You are aware,” she says. “That you are speaking of Lord Brendan, your daughter’s husband?” Duchess Clair lifts her chin. “When it is wartime, and the lives of my people hang in the balance,” comes the sharp reply, “-I am a general and a leader before I am a mother.”