Ridley Duchannes Novels & Stories

He rebuked when he sniffed the paper. “Duchess Calliope, woman fluent in eight languages and comes from a noble house situated in the hills of Milena. Her family is notorious for possessing a numerous army. One who may speak to her, agrees to be charmed by her…” He opened the third one. “Lady Diene…” “Baroness Itzel…” “Princess Arlet…” "Lady Seline..." “Duchess Katrina…” He read her seven letters and finally turned to her with a baffled expression on his face.

I (Rita) said. “So, Aldrich also belongs to you?” Rochelle grinned and I glanced at her. What was she saying? What was she thinking when I said I'm back to claim him? Or was she among those who wants him too? “Yeah. Of course” I replied as I drank from my drink. “Good plans. I'll help you, just promise we'd get rid of Chelsea in time. Their wedding is almost near and I can't let that happen” Rochelle sneered.

did not pass away. As expected, after taking a few breaths, Mr. Riddle Sr. announced, "Don't pretend like I don't know what you're after. You're just coveting the shares I took back from Nicole, right? Well, let me tell you this. I'll give Nicole her shares back now that she's returned since I gave them to her when she was here! Don't you even think about it!" As opposed to Dexter and Daniel, who preferred a quiet life, Mr. Riddle Sr. had now realized that Dillion and Damien's families were nothing more than wolves in sheep's clothing.

She didn’t spare Serena and Adrian a glance . “Hello Prince Stephen, would you care to dance?” the lady asked. Stephen looked as confused as the rest of us. “Sorry, who might you be?” Stephen asked, not caring if he sounded rude or not. “Oh where are my manners, my name is Estella Mitchell, my father is the Duke of Edinburgh, a small country in the North, I have heard so much about you, so I wanted to meet the famous prince in person”

A woman was heard exclaiming, “Wow, it looks amazing. Is this Imperial Dragon Bay Villa No.1? It’s so extravagant. No wonder it’s known as the best mansion in South River City. “I’d be willing to die for one night in this mansion, Riley.” Chase turned to look and saw that Riley had arrived. There was a young woman behind her. Riley spotted him too. She looked a little awkward. “My dad asked me to come pick you up.” She glanced at the luxurious villa while she spoke. Riley was still reeling from the shock. Could she have made a mistake about him? Was he really living here? That was when Anna noticed Chase. She quickly reached her hand out in a friendly manner and said, “Hi! I’m Riley’s best f

This is Bridget . ‘Goldsmith,’ Bridget prompted. ‘Right. Bridget Goldsmith, a visitor from America, and my dear friend Clare Markham.’ The four guests nodded and smiled. ‘This is Virginia Ansel,’ he said, indicating a large divaesque woman in a voluminous blue velvet dress. ‘Her friend Anna Holmes.’ He gestured towards a waif-like girl with long but stringy blonde hair who wore a yellow satin and lace creation that did nothing to hide the fact she was painfully thin. ‘And Philip and Celeste Richardson, the Duke and Duchess of Tidmouth.’