Sage Duke Novels & Stories

“Winters Corporation has finally stopped pressuring us. Kendry, you better watch yourself. Don’t offend a bigwig like that again.” Duke sat in the living room for a long time. He only realized that the night had passed when the sun rose. He had traveled all the way to Cloud City, but he had been cautious about approaching Addy. He had been afraid that he would not be able to stop himself from aggressively entering her life again. But it was fine now. His Addy had recovered. The baby would be kept a secret. He did not wish her to be immersed in negative emotions anymore. Duke stood up and changed into a lake blue suit, but he thought that he looked too mature. So, he took out a silvery-gray s

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!"

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.

His fingers brush my jaw, hesitant, like I might disappear if he touches too hard. Then the storm shifts. Low footfalls. Mud squelching. A slow clap. Jake’s eyes snap open. He turns. And Duke steps from the shadows of a half-collapsed neighboring tent — casual, elegant, smug, wearing the aftermath of war like a tailored suit. His long coat is drenched and torn, blood splattered across one sleeve, hair slicked back by the rain. He looks annoyingly beautiful. Deceptively calm. But his eyes— Cold. Silver.

The hell I unleash on Fernandez should have him burning from the inside before I'm within a mile of his location. "My club is here for you with whatever you need," Dax says into the quiet of the room. I had no doubt the president of the Desert Crows Motorcycle Club would come to our aid. He's a good man and Madison loves Sofia, his wife, along with their twins, Macey and Jonathan. I glance at the man sitting next to Dax; him I'm not so sure of. He's Dax's new bodyguard. The man stands almost seven feet tall and looks like the Jolly Green Giant minus the green and especially minus the jolly. His name is Duke and there's something strange about him. It could also be my paranoia going into over

The Duke claimed in delight. "You bastard! Fuck off!" Craig swore harshly. "Speak once again, and I'll cut your tongue out. Don't you dare interrupt me and my daughter's lovely reunion! " Duke Martin confidently proclaimed as the man pinned Craig further into the ground. "Okay... I'll go straight to business, Genesis. I want to send you to the Raphbarg Kingdom." The Duke announced with a dimming smirk. "No! We won't allow it!" Craig's father protested as he wiggled his body to shove the Knight's hands around his body.

The questions in her head came one after the other. He was no ordinary man. Charles de Norcrosse,the Duke of Carlisle. He was rumoured to be the most powerful man in the realm, save for the King. Many said he was almost as powerful as the King and that he was friends with the same; a man expelling both powerful grace and wealth in large amounts; young and on the verge of bachelorhood, if rumours were any to go by. A man the ladies of the gentry were violently after, who she had heard, was engaged, though not sure.

"Don't you f*ck with me, you b*tch rogue!" My eyes sharpened while looking at him. I may be still weak right now, but I'm not holding my anger in for what he believes are lies. "I swear! She's safe!" I hissed at him. "And D-Duke is protecting her, too!" "Duke Myers is known for his cruelty! You might have not seen it yet, but you won't be able to measure it once you see it with your own eyes so tell me!" His voice was getting louder. "How would I believe you that my sister is safe when Duke is with her?"

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war

Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand. I will set it up with Jaquelyn tonight. Thank you, sir." Damn billionaires! I finally ended his call. Mr. McCain was one of our top pay