Sage Duke Novels & Stories

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.

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—”

With his looks, I wouldn't be surprised if he became a playboy. As we reached the employee room, he locked the door and leaned on the table. "Duke Vel Lavite" He initiated "or should I say, Duke Nicholas Sebastian Vel Lavite, ruler of the Vel Lavite Duchy." I flinched as soon as I've heard his name.

Despite it not even being officially opened, most units had already been reserved. Duke entered the conference room with his usual composed air, greeting each board member with firm handshakes and a confident nod. His father, Douglas Sandoval—imposing at fifty-six, still sharp as steel and as elegant as ever—was already seated, going through a thick pile of documents. Despite the passage of years and countless socialite temptations, Douglas had remained fiercely loyal to Duke’s mother, something that didn’t go unnoticed in their circles. “Congratulations, Duke. You nailed it.” Mr. Calvin Buenavista smiled and extended his hand.

And what she wanted was Christine, gone. As Duncan's eyes locked onto Sage's, he suddenly remembered the debt he owed her. She helped him secure a share in Reyes company. Duncan's expression softened, and he smiled warmly at Sage. "You know, I never got a chance to thank you properly for helping me secure that deal with Reyes," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I really appreciate everything you've done for me, Sage. You're a true friend." Sage's face froze, and for a moment, Duncan thought he saw a flash of something else in her eyes - something that looked almost like contempt. But then, her mask slipped back into place, and she smiled sweetly at him.

A smile played about her full lips until Kate had wanted to scream. “How much does he pay you to play the doting wife?” Paris continued, tilting her gorgeous head to one side as she looked up to meet Kate’s blue eyes. “Five million GBP? Ten?” Without waiting for Kate's reply, she continued, “Did he also ask you to carry his child? I mean, he has a duty to his family to have a son, as I’m sure you know. He’s royalty after all. Someone must ensure that the Duke title stays in the family.” She gave Kate a once over and slowly nodded. “Yes, I can see how you can be of use for that.” Then a dangerous smile formed on her painted lips. “Or maybe he still thinks about me.”

Duke Lancia slowly rised from his chairs and put a gold coin to the table, "This is for the soups," But Jenkin still froze to her place even after Duke left that place. Her heart beating so fast and she can't breath. If his daughter is a witch, then Duke Lancia himself is a satan! *** "But, are you sure about this, Miss? I heard South Island is.. tough," Mary said to Cecilia while they are in the carriage after buy so many books to the store. "The hardest the challenge I got, the better. I want to prove something to everyone who hated me," Cecilia said while she closed her second books about the reseach of wasteland with disappoinment.

After standing there gazing at her for a few minutes, getting no response from her at all, Duke Kensington decided to move to a nearby bench and wait for her. The girl was so beautiful but she seemed to be completely unaware of it. He had come to Dream Arts today to speak to the manager about getting new supplies when he noticed her walking into the shop. A young man, which Duke Kensington recognised as a Knight working for the Knights mansion based on the insignia on his uniform was following her around.

He clicked the voice message. Timothy's gruff voice seeped into Sage's ear, recounting what happened that year. This was Sage's first time hearing Timothy's voice. Sage had mixed feelings because he realized that he didn't hate it. In fact, Timothy's voice caught Sage's attention. In the end, Sage texted, "Who's that person who fought with you?" "I don't know either. All I know is his ID. The Duke. He's from Nord City. I don't know the rest. After that battle, we never contacted each other. We didn't exchange contacts." Timothy sent another voice message.