Son Of A Duke Novels & Stories

"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.

The Duchess studied my face, her expression looking like she was caught between irritation and reluctant admiration, but I couldn’t help but hide a smile, knowing the important thing was that she was unexpectedly starting to warm up to me. “Dacon is my only son. And above all things, he’s a prince and a warrior. Do you understand the weight of that?” she asked. I nodded without a pause. “Of course, Duchess. And I’m not here to be a hindrance. Instead, I’d be his support in every step he makes.” A flicker of approval she tried to mask with irritation flashed in her eyes before she looked away from me. This time, I smiled genuinely. One down. One to go.

There was a sickening sound of bones cracking as she crumpled to the floor, blood streaming from her nose. "Mama!" I dropped to my knees beside her motionless form. "How touching.” The voice was sharp and dripping with sarcasm. I looked up to see its owner. Lord Edric, Regent of the town after the duke and duchess’ deaths. He was also the present Duke's uncle, the monster that fed on blood. He stepped in with a frown on his face and stared down at Mama and me in disdain. Our eyes met, and his narrowed as he searched my face.

I said, repeating what Vi had told us. "That fucking bitch." My father seethed. "When I get my hands on her, she will regret ever being born." “Don’t worry, I think a few people are going to take her out now that we know where she is. We just have to be strategic. Her husband is the son of a Duke, a judge and also in bed with Alfonso.” I growled.

I replied after big sigh " A child's birthday? ..... Aiden are you really picking a child's birthday party over this wine tasting event?" She asked I shrugged my shoulders in response. " I already made a commitment Olivia " I replied " You can't be serious right now.......you know what , who is this Child that is soo important to take your time?" She asked " It's Duke " I replied " Who the hell is Duke?" She asked " Nora Simmons son" I replied firmly as Olivia scoffed out loud.

The King smiles as he says, "Just a little welcome to the family Duke." I gulp as I look at the King. "Duke?" The King laughs as he replies, "Yes Welcome to the royal family Duke Beven of Altundral, I want to thank you for saving my daughter, for keeping her happy and for making me a grandfather, you have earned that title Beven and I an proud to call you my Son." I wince as the liquid burns my throat, my father and Halturian laugh at my expression as I say.

They are also competitive with their businesses like silk trade, shops, and libraries, with territories passing the border down the south. Duke Raziel Valen Donovan had just recently taken over his father's position as a duke as it was reported that his parents passed away during a business trade. Considering the fact the newly appointed duke did not have siblings, he's surely alone. Heading to get her horse, Stellan, she saw him at the stables, drinking some water.

The moment the news was spread, everyone was shocked to know that the Duke of Platinum, the brother of the Notorious Duchess, Heath Goldlane, was the son of Eoin Euclase. Everyone started to wonder if the Duchess had the same father but later confirmed that the Duchess’ father was the leader of a Blood God Mercenary Troupe, Orcenal Silverlane. This just made things a bit complicated because, more than Heath, Harriet was more suited to hold the title of Duke Platinum. She was the direct offspring of Goldlane and Silverlane, after all. Eoin’s supporters also demanded that Heath’s surname be changed to Euclase, but Eoin himself rejected it. He didn’t want Helena’s name to be overwritten even by

"I don't need it, and I don't want it, but I'd like us to do something together. Do you expect to always live off something illegal? You won't leave anything for your son that way." Architecture is not something that excites me; I study it because I know I can't live off illegal boxing, especially with Owen; I need to give him a future because mine doesn't matter to me. But getting into some shitty business with my father? With this useless guy? "What?" I ask. "A dealership. Lucy's parents have some contacts, and they'll help us. I know it will work, and I've changed; I'm not who I used to be, and I'd like us to reconnect. Lucy would like to meet you and meet Owen."

Her golden eyes were focused and serious, she wanted to convey her will to go through a peaceful agreement. "Talk," Liam stared at her for a brief moment, he didn’t know why he found her so charming. He tried to keep an indifferent aura, but a glint of interest sparked in his eyes. Emma knew she had caught his attention and maybe not long after, he would agree to her request if she managed it brightly. "My father was the former Duke of Monde, but he lost his position when he decided to marry another woman. He left my mother's house after she died. I inherited her title, and now I am the Duchess of Monde in my country."