Son Of A Duke Novels & Stories

The Countess advised earnestly. "Do you really think the Sheffield heir is the best? You've never seen the truly great ones! Lady Liudmila's son, Duke Reginald, is a peerless talent. Every lady who has seen him is smitten. At sixteen, he has already made a name for himself on the battlefield. Even your picky father speaks highly of him. He's far superior to Fulton!" The Countess's words piqued Selena's curiosity. "Mother, is that true?"

"Dylan Skinner, you're under investigation for intentional harm and illegal organ trafficking. You need to come with us." My mother's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's impossible! My son just had a kidney transplant. He was only discharged today. How could he hurt anyone, let alone traffic organs?" My father shook his head, looking at Dylan lying pale on the bed. "My son has been weak since he was a kid. He barely even socializes. How would he have the chance to do something like that? You've got the wrong person!" Janice's voice trembled as she spoke. "Then can you tell me where Curtis is right now?"

I turned to look at who it was. Stefano De Caruso, son of Don Vittorio Caruso. The dreaded mafia boss of Dallas and beyond who refused to rule under his father but became his rival instead. But what the hell? I was meant to be in the van with his father and not him.

Finding the small gap between the door, he then leaned forward to peek inside the room only to find his mother sitting at one end of the long dining table while his father sat on the far opposite side. Upon seeing his mother, little Dominic’s smile widened. He wanted to call her only to close his mouth with his two hands upon remembering that he had broke his promise by stepping out of his room. “I don’t see him for days now,” his father, the Duke spoke with his haughty words. “You don’t need to see him,” Lady Elizabeth, his mother spoke curtly in a tone that made him flinch as he had never heard his mother spoke in such a cold manner. “He is my son.”

Rene asked, confused, trying to make sense of it. Looking into his son's eyes, Rome smiled faintly, studying his face, "You look so much like your mother. The perfect gift from her... The only one who holds my heart in his hand... My blood, my son and heir. Someone wants to hit me where it hurts, and you are the perfect target." As Rene looked down, he struggled with the weight of his father's words and then mumbled, "And now? What happens now... I’m here, alive? What do we do next?"

three jocks and a pretty blonde girl welcomed her amicably except one of the boys called Mason was really cold. He gave Maggie a quick glance that was very condescending and left the couch they were all seated on. Mason was the only heir to the Hanjin Group,a Korean billionaire company. It was honestly not surprising that Mason lacked interest in interacting with people but he would occasionally hang out with Josh. Despite his rude character , he was a charming young man and almost every girl in Marymount high school was obsessed with him . His face was even more perfect than his body and his hazel colored eyes could make any girl fall in love.

Just a role to fill. Quiet crying came from my mother in the parlor. Stiff as a post, my father stayed on his feet. Shame lived in his eyes, yet so did relief. To them, the Duke’s quick passion felt like fate stepping in. A broken family spared by something holy. The agreement between us? Hidden. Their view: just a storybook ending. “He is… formidable, Paige,” my father said, his hand on my shoulder trembling. “To have garnered his attention… be cautious. Be grateful.”

Yes… that kind of beauty/cuteness/nobility! One of the characters in that Role Play Game that I liked the most! The noble daughter of the noblest house after the imperial family! The house of the duke leader of the aristocratic faction, the man with Silver hair and ice blue eyes, with the name Cassius Von Evanson, he strike fear and oppress those squids with his charisma! That same man whom lost his wife that he loved the most the day his second child, the first noble young lady of the house, was born. The once a noble and righteous duke, turned onto a block of ice obsessed with power and ranks! Neglecting his daughter wish he despised for killing his own and one only love, turning the girl

"Without your warning I might have forgotten how troublesome parents could get. I hope, you aren't sad that I've solved this problem. I even got promoted: I am the new Duke of Sleipnir. Sound's fancy, doesn't it?" Sitting beside him, Katherine was grinding her teeth. Duke of Sleipnir was the title of her father. It should have been given to her uncle after his death, but he was laying in the sickbed and babbling nonsense for four years already, poisoned by his own son. Or at least that was, what she suspected now. She'd put the clues together after knowing his real face. "Ethan, what do you want from me?"

I knew he had seen us, but he didn’t let on and remained in a relaxed conversation with Roman and two other guests. But before we reached him, Duke stepped into our path, his eyes hungrily sweeping over Cyn, making me wrap a hand around the back of her neck. She was mine. Duke had been my fre enemy since we were kids, he also seemed to go after everything that I wanted. We were not related, but my father had always liked him better. He was the son he wished he had. He was arrogant, selfish and had no humanity, attributes my father said made a good leader.