Swan Duchess Novels & Stories

I let out a muffled cry as the gun injects the device into my flesh, but I stop myself as I feel worse pain, Katerina laughs at my pain and then releases me to walk with Dimitri around the base. ______________ Good Miss Marin. - He says politely looking at me - Our base was founded a few years ago, right after the death of Princess Louise Ranov. - I look at him in surprise. ______________ For what reason? - Dimitri asks me to wait with an elegant signal with his hands. _______________ When the princess died, the king of Russia suffered an immense amount of pain and resentment against the Crowther family, he blamed them for losing his only daughter, so he requested that the best Russian soldi

It wasn’t her first time riding a horse but she had always enjoyed it as her first, even Pegasus neighed when her laughter subdued, she patted near its ear and laughed a little louder when it jerked its head. The horse had two riders. One was the duke and the other was his secret duchess. They were on a meadow of Sebria named Carmen. Around it were some enormous mountains standing tall. On their right was a long lake that stretched for as far as they could see, the hills behind the river belonged to the duke. The lord of five states had gifted it to his son. The greenery around them was mesmerising and refreshing. The clean air that she inhaled killed every bad memory that was a part of her

My wolf seethed, growing annoyed. “Where’d I see a willing Lycan to help if we should venture into that?” I asked again. “Across the seven seas. Duchess Vivian could help.” She replied. My ears perked up on hearing my favorite adult when I was younger, Duchess Vivian. She was actually from a Kingdom beyond the seven seas and visited Alpha King Wayne as an ambassador of her kingdom to ours. She stopped visiting when she found her mate and had to start a family. I remembered her short blonde hair with her blue eyes. She was really pretty and nice too. Also, she hated bullies, like Vanessa.

“I don’t think it’ll be Winter’s first words. We need to get Winter here.” Dominick nodded. He sat down as they prepared for the next plan. ********* The man with no name. He watched as the beautiful Duchess treated elderly women and even children for free. He was wondering why they wanted the Duchess’s head. It was supposed to be the head just like Athena.

As Qri took a few steps, she suddenly called out. Emma saw it; there was a dead white swan in the bushes. White swans in the Blue Moon Pack were considered auspicious and extremely rare. The Seldom family's residence didn't have any, but one had suddenly appeared here and was now dead. On Emma's face, a cold smile appeared as she buried the white swan in a bottomless pit. Everything was done. Qri was blown by the wind and felt cold all over. "Miss, what should we do now?"

"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.

swan seemed to drink the morning light, glowing with a faint, blue-white radiance. "A pretty toy," the Duke sneered. "But a toy nonetheless." "It is a key," Julian corrected. He picked up the swan. He didn't press the wing this time. He touched a sequence of microscopic points along the swan’s neck—a tactile code that required the precision of a jeweler’s touch. With a series of mechanical clicks, the swan’s base rotated. A tiny, circular plate of steel emerged from the bird’s breast. Julian pressed it firmly into the wax of the inkwell, then slammed it onto the margin of the marriage contract.

I nodded. "Fine. I'll go back." The doctor had already given me my diagnosis. Consumption. I had only a month left to live. So I went back. And I played the part of the perfect duchess. I no longer demanded Alistair's loyalty. I even found him three new mistresses who looked just like Liana and sent them to his bed after he had sent her away for me. I no longer made Damian study the arts of statecraft and not forced him to master his courtly duties. Instead, I supported his ridiculous dream of joining the Expeditionary Force.

All through my walk in the living room, all I heard was the hum of the central cooling system in this extremely hot weather and the faint scent of freshly brewed coffee. “Elena…” Duchess Hermoine Gallop greeted me with a faint smile as we met eyes. She’s standing at the base of the staircase, dressed simply in a navy wrap blouse and crisp white slacks. She looked extremely elegant without even trying. Unlike most of the royal members, she looked like she didn’t care about her status, nor did she have anything to prove. Duchess Hermione Gallop was a distant member of the royal family and considered Deacon’s aunt, hence a Duchess. However, she was her mate’s alpha of another pack and had to ma