The Bloody Duchess Season 2 Release Date Novels & Stories

The duchess smiled as she put down the cup. But the cup slid from her hand before it could land on the saucer as drops of blood drip from her mouth. The maids who were with them panicked and ran to the manor. She was left alone with her mother so she couldn’t order anyone to seek help. All she could do was hope that one of the maids would call for her father or even one of her brothers. “Mom!” Sera’s eyes grew wide as her body trembled in fear when the duchess fell on the ground.

“So… she’s the new Doll.” I chuckled. “She owes us. A lot of money.” Duchess let her gaze drift in the direction Billie had gone, almost wistful. “She’s beautiful, though. That fragile, innocent kind you three seem to crave.” Her voice dropped. “Does she know what all three of you will do to her once the year ends? She—” “We’re at a wake, Duchess,” I cut her off. “Don’t make me discipline you right here in front of everyone for running your mouth. Stay the fück away from Billie. I don’t want to see you near her ever again.”

I laugh. In one quick swoop I slice his throat and stab him over and over again. The anger, the rage! It is all being released from this. I stop. I walk back over to Xane. He was already dead but slicing his throat isn’t good enough. I grab him by his hair and carve a Chelsea Grin onto his face. “Since it was your p… plan to b…burn me you can’t… twin with m… me!” I splutter. I stand up. I walk away with no emotion to find a hiding place.

Their conversation continued on the matter of Duchess Scarlet and Aerith. The two women would be held on trial three days from now. “Duke Scarlet has officially divorced Duchess Scarlet, and the second family has also taken control of Scarlet’s main family. They also removed Duchess Scarlet’s name from the Scarlet family,” explained Trish, and Rion smirked wickedly after hearing what Trish had said. Duchess Scarlet would disappear from the world. Even her name would not exist anymore. *** Three days later, Duchess Scarlet and Aerith were brought into the courtroom to hear the punishments that would befall on them.

Suddenly, the duchess spoke, "I know that it's a hard thing to grant but before I leave the capital and have a treatment somewhere, I wante dto see him with you as his partner once again just like on your debutante. The truth is, I don't want to push this one to you but I just really wanted to see you two together but if it's really troublesome, then please just refuse my request" she said and sniffed her nose a bit. There was a slight tear on her face and looking at it, she really looks pitiful. I never read a part on the novel that the duchess got sick so I was surprised and confused about it for a moment. Did the author perhaps didn't include this as well? Well maybe. Just like the duche

“Do you want to lose your job?” “I’m just saying, she’s been sick for a while now. That’s why she hasn’t made a public appearance. And now with the noble gala next week, everyone’s wondering if the Duke will finally announce someone new.” Arla-Rosa’s heart slowed. The Duchess… she was still alive in this life? That hadn’t been part of the original timeline.

This time too, Emilio remained in a good mood, even if Ariana didn't answer and continued to eat her food quietly. “I worked hard to take care of the matter of transferring power from Duke Andrew to his heir. Ana, I have officially announced that you have become the Duchess of Alison from now on. But for your safety ... We won't have a celebration because I'm afraid someone will hurt you if you leave this place."

She turned to Clare once again and stated, "We're sharing the room, but not sharing the bed, if that's what you're thinking." Clare let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She watched as the duchess moved around the room, gathering her things. Clare couldn't help but feel a little envious of the duchess's poise and grace, even in the midst of what was clearly a confusing and embarrassing situation. The Duchess made her way toward the bedroom and said, "You sleep on that sofa." "Wait, what?" Clare finally caught on.

"Everything we could find on Rick Cameron." Valerie opened the folder, grateful for the distraction from her past memories. She was ‘The Duchess’ now. And Dominic Calder was six feet under. She shouldn’t be thinking about that life anymore. She looked through the folder. In it was the photograph of the man who had dismissed her so coldly last weekend. As she studied his arrogantly handsome face, the fury she had felt that night resurfaced. She will deal with him accordingly, and by the time she is done, he will bow to her when next he sees her. No one treats the Duchess that way and gets away with it.

She felt the hand around her arms loosen slowly, and a new wave of pain crossed the duchess’s eyes. When the guttural scream escaped the duchess's throat a few seconds later, the midwife was not sure if it was from the news of her husband’s death or the gory sight of blood as the lady in waiting practically tore the baby from its mother’s womb without due process. The duchess looked down at the woman who stood between her thighs with her child in her arms, as her voice died down and life slipped away from her body. She could sense her death as much as she could now see the evil lurking in every corner of the room.