Ron Stallworth David Duke Picture Novels & Stories

Duke Kingston yelled. "Take him away." Mr Dave ordered the guard. "One minute please." Stormie said and walked to Kingston. "Just know that whatever you will do won't change that I'm better than you in all ways, now enjoy the rest of your days in jail." Stormie whispered to duke Kingston with a smirk. TBC

It was Illian "Sir Ilian Freid, from the Southern army!" The crowd almost went crazy with the cheers. Then the silence invaded again the stadium when the lights from the right side illuminated a white robbed man with stunning red eyes. "That… that is the Duke!" "His Highness, Duke Liam Kobach!"

December 19XX Shell Harbour, Bahamas After a small attack on the base, the soldiers are trying to revive the base bit by bit, few people got wounded, including some civilians and women. "We have a female doctor here, right? How is she? I heard no one let her stay the first night, who knows where is sleeping." A young man in his early twenties with oil on his face from smears at his hands asked. A group of pilots surrounded him while working when Charles spoke. "You sound concerned to the lady doctor, Jason. Do you like her?"

Vanessa’s pov, When we arrived at Duke’s house, he poured me some wine and told me to make myself comfortable while he started cooking. I walked around his living room, looking at all the pictures on the wall. Seeing pictures of Duke as a kid made me smile, he looked so happy with his big green eyes full of wonder. My heart skipped a beat when I saw a picture of a beautiful young woman. I immediately recognize her from the report that the Alpha showed me. Images of her mutilated body crossed my mind and my body tensed up. I did not even hear Duke approach. “You okay Vanessa?” he asked while wrapping his arms around me. I leaned into his warm muscular body and immediately felt more relaxed. “

Rose says watching him work carefully. “I got my degree at Conrad. I don’t see why the Princess can’t,” the tech says in a heavy German accent. “Me either,” Davis smiles at his mate. “She has the smarts.” Rose smiles at Davis. “Thank you,” she snuggles into his side. Duke watches the tech. He wants what his siblings have, one mate to love. Stag- Which one you want to throw back? Duke- You know that answer.

My Ducati was gone likely hauled into the club's garage for "adjustments." I stayed in the shadows, moving toward the side of the building where the workshop stood. If I was going to survive the night, I needed my bike. And I needed to know if Dax Steele was the man who had almost kissed me, or the monster who just threatened to destroy the only home I had left. As I reached the garage window, I saw him. Dax was standing over my Ducati, his hands resting on the tank. He looked exhausted, his head bowed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the same photograph he'd shown me the one of my father and his brother.

The article she was reading about them showed that Duke Gray keeps a low profile and didn't really like to make a lot of public appearances. Lucas has a brother too. She had no idea that he did. His name was Derrick Gray and he had a darkness about him. In the picture they had both taken with their father and mother, Derrick was looking straight into the camera. He was not smiling and Kayla had a feeling as if he was looking directly into her soul.

Seeing all of these made her wonder why she had even stayed in that marriage, pathetic. She would need to get a job and save up to be able to afford a better phone, Darling thought to herself as she opened the browser application on her phone and rapidly typed Duke's full name on the search bar and before she could even type his name completely, his face was already popping up with the following words; 'Duke Grant of Grant Entertainments hides his next movie project.' 'Recent Duke Grant's photos by the paparazzis are getting the ladies pregnant.' 'The handsome CEO of Grant Entertainments shows off his workout routine.'

Kennedy International Airport, Private Terminal used by Royalty, Politicians, and A-listers, and was directed to a luxurious lounge where Castile had been waiting. "Dude, you took ages to get here," greeted Cas as he jumped off his chair and hugged his best friend. “I’m sorry. New York’s crazy traffic." William patted his best friend on the back, then stepped aside. “Do you have all your stuff with you? Are you ready?" “Been ready for twenty minutes now," answered Cas with an eye roll. “Should we meet up with Owl?" Owl or formally known as Orlando Oslovski was their best friend. They had practically grown up together until the first year of high school when Orlando’s parents had caught him s

Stuart, also known as Black Thunder, whenever they were within Black Dragon’s territory. Dustin continued staring at his cellphone, where his wife and child were set as the wallpaper. Fortunately, his phone wasn’t caught in the explosion since he had left it inside his car. He first finished drinking the liquor in his glass and placed it on the table. They were inside Black Mamba’s private office, where only he and his aide, Mr. Stuart, could enter. He turned to the older man, who was already used to seeing half of his face burned. That was also one of the reasons he didn’t want to show himself to Rihanna yet. He feared how she might react if she saw him like this.