Novel & Cerita The Bloody Duchess True Story

Upon seeing the blood on her hand, she turned around and saw Lady Sophia's vicious smile. "You..." Before she could continue, her vision grew darker and she collapsed on the ground. "Stop right there!!" The guards reached the place and saw Lady Sophia standing there, laughing non-stop like a crazy woman. When their eyes caught the figure on the ground, they gasped in horror. One of them quickly ran off to report the matter to the Duke, while the rest apprehended Lady Sophia immediately. "What did you say??!" Duke Kensington stood up as soon as he heard what had happened and ran towards his wife's location.

"The internal conflict within the northern region and the unification of the north is the step which aims to usurp the throne. Letters between the three chieftains of the tribes in the north sent letters to the capital months before the said war, it was for their benefactor. Here are the letters with the duchess's name on them as she plotted everything." "All along, I thought it was the duchess so I sent the gathered shreds of evidence to the first prince whom I never thought would help me, a lady from the opposing faction. But Prince Lauren helped me reach my concerns to the king and an arrest was immediately issued to capture the duchess. With the help of Duke Rowan Castaña, the duchess wa

My vision blurred even further with my throat raw like I had swallowed fire, I felt myself fall and then my eyes close. THE DUKE I caught the girl before she hit the floor as I have been observing her movements from the time our eyes met across the room, now she was the only one worth paying attention to because not only was she beautiful but her scent was something I could not resist. I am the Duke of Valestead and I am also a Vampire, one who have lived for centuries but few people knew that and one of them was her father. Nine years ago I had gone over to his manor for a business deal and he had all but run me out of his house because according to him he did not want to do business with a

The most severe injury was a third-degree burn that had been treated with a positive prospect of recovery. And the situation got really suspenseful when the media caught the fire because some witnesses nearby reported hearing the explosion. When the reports and headlines circulated, speculations went two ways: some thought someone sought to murder the duke after the brutal execution of many high-ranking hunters; others opined the duke himself planted the bomb in his car to kill the hunters within reach as well as the Chief Octopus as revenge for the Delilah et al. conspiracy, weakening the hunters’ mechanics by annihilating the main brain behind their day-to-day operations, and killing himse

the woman whispered before she fainted. The duke noticed her bloody dress and found a deep knife wound. He was amazed. Half of his new recruits would not have been able to walk with such injury, let alone fight. In a swift move, he picked up the woman. “Victor,” he called. “Yes, Your Grace.” “Take care of the boy, bring him to the castle. I am going first.” “Yes, Your Grace.” Victor bowed. The duke rode his fast horse with the woman in his arms. He could not explain why, but she had piqued his curiosity. They arrived at the castle in no time.

"Want to see something? Come here and open this box." I got up quietly and went to that box. The thought of what would be inside that box made my heart restless. I extended one hand and opened it within the next breath. A dead body, covered from head to foot with new white linen, was lying under the box. He slid his hands and removed the linen. Her clothes were like that of a royal queen with bloodstains over them. There was grief on her face. And a broken bangle tied around her hand with sharp edges. One end of the bangle pierced her vein, and the blood fell off. Her skin seemed colder.

Kaleela shook her head, “How should I know? She always being cheerful like that. It's bugging me somehow. Then Crimson, take us to the ice castle!” * Helga bit her nail while she was looking on the clipping from an old newspaper. It is almost unreadable, but Helga use her magic to make it easier to understand. She re-read an artie about the death of late Duchess Lancia. Her health was failing gradually after Cecilia born. Duke didn’t remarry and its make Cecilia as the sole inheritor. The blue eyes woman tried to find the archive about Cecilia Lancia, and she only found about her nasty behavior toward another people. The more she reads, the more she didn’t recognize that noble woman.

Smoke lingers on the tongue, mixed with something tighter, quieter. Down the path moves Paige, steady under the load of our child asleep in her grip. My chest holds those papers - burning, real - the kind that might change everything we know. With each footfall, the night watches back, silent. At our sides pace Alex and Gareth, fingers near steel, glancing sharp into every dark corner. “Remember,” I murmur to her, my voice low. “We are not begging for our lives. We are presenting evidence of treason. You are the Duchess of the North. Act like it.”

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone

The morning after the banquet, the palace was no longer a place of celebration. It was a nest of buzzing, outraged hornets. The news did not simply spread; it exploded, flying from noble to servant, from guard to merchant, until it seemed the very stones of the city whispered it. “A werewolf! She lived among us!” “The Duchess is a monster!” “She deceived the Wolf Hunter himself!Shared his bed! What dark magic did she use?”