The Duchess And The Devil Novels & Stories

I watched as the duchess continued to giggle while rubbing her hands together. A shiver ran down my spine and I felt very spooked out about how she was acting. I had known that her character was a complex one, but I didn’t count on her being some kind of maniac on top of everything else. “A fever or a sprained ankle? I’m sorry but I don’t think I understand…” I said without hiding my apparent shock. “You’ll do as I say, right? We did make a deal with each other…” the duchess replied with a pleased smile.

****** I follow the duchess to her house, it was impressive, for a human, I have seen other houses but it is not like this for a human her home is very big and elegant, is this the rich the witch was talking about, I'm only happy the baby will have enough space to play, a man came out, I don't need anyone to tell me, I know instantly that his the Duke they were talking about, he walks with so much power and the aura around him for a human is very weird, I try to get a good look at him but nothing, nothing strange but they something, his a human but his aura is like a human who has dived into the supernatural world, a human who knows too much. "Cullen" the duchess calls the Duke happily "Eliz

My dragon clawed around the base of the tree wanting to finish the job. “Why are you here?” As much as my hunch told me they were looking for Odessa, I didn’t want to believe it. Maybe they were hunting someone else. “Some slave to the Duke in Vamparia,” he rasped. “Please let me go.” I snarled, my fire burning into my neck. “What slave?” I pushed. “A girl named Odessa. She is the Duke’s old blood bag. She is supposed to become the duchess. Taking her as a mate,” his breathing labored, spat out blood from his mouth. Blood pooled at the base of the tree, surely a gash in his gut.

Cassy shivered suddenly and wondered what her future was going to be like. When he released her with a contemptuous shove and pivoted on his heel, slamming out the door, she turned to the duchess. Adeline was gazing at her with wide, frightened eyes, and her hands were trembling. "Dear me," the duchess whispered, "now I see how he got the name 'Devil.'" Three days later, the gossip column came out, and the title was just as Cassy feared: ‘The Devil Rake Caught Red handed: A notorious affair between the handsome duke and his sweet ward.’

She snickered. My eyes widened at the mention of the Duchesses name. Duchess Von Keem was a cruel ruthless woman. She would do anything to remain as the prince's soon to be wife. I heard she slapped a count’s daughter just for admiring the prince during a hunting tournament. It was said that Lady Meroux gave the prince a favor. That was why she received a harsh smack from the Duchess. The rumors say that the bruising lasted weeks

Duke Alexander eyed Alessandra suspiciously who just beamed innocently at him. But it did not fool him. Since the moment he met her, he had known the manipulative soul lay behind her innocent smile. “The duke and duchess of Terrence duchy were murdered,” Alexander said with a smile. “Since the young duchess is comparing the two incidents, I am even more curious as to what happened to the Maximillan duchess and her family.”

"There has been some mistake. This man was trying to secure me to rebel against you, but I would never…" The dirty man pulled out a pristine handkerchief and began wiping the smut off his face and teeth. He pulled off his long matted wig to reveal a close cropped haircut underneath. "What do you say, General Nurlan? Were you inciting this woman to rebel?" Zan asked. Nurlan furrowed his brow. "All I did was ask her intentions. The Duchess did all the rebelling herself." Ravenna was dumbstruck. She had been careful. Yet the man before her was a general, not a pirate, and the Empress herself had witnessed the duchess's treachery. The question escaped her lips, "How?"

“Where are the others?” “Captured by General Steward’s forces. Where is the duchess?” “In her parlor,” the guard said. He led him through the wine cellar and up the stairs onto the ground floor. He passed long tapestries and all the trappings of the duchess’ wealth and power. From down the hallway, he heard someone screaming in agony. They were getting closer to the screaming. When the guard opened the door, the screaming echoed down the hallway. He swallowed. The duchess was one of the most ruthless members of the vampire’s nobility, but she was also the most insane. Where John was led around by his ambitions and sense of entitlement, the duchess was driven to the edge of madness by her gri

DAPHNE ~✼~ Where was the girl who didn't give a fuck about Alex? Where was the girl who wasn't scared of anything? Where was the girl who dared to slap a mafia don a few seconds ago? You're right, gone. Replaced with this sinful and lustful part of her. The one which wanted to feel his cock slide down her throat, the one who wanted to taste his cum, savour it and devour it like it was the sweetest thing.

she whispered, then knocked softly and opened the door. She stepped inside, her heart pounding. The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of incense. Dante stood by the window, his back to her. He turned slowly as she entered, his dark eyes locking onto hers. "You're awake," he said, his voice smooth and controlled. "I was beginning to worry." He smirked She stood her ground, meeting his gaze with as much defiance as she could muster. "What do you want from me?" Dante smiled, a cold, calculating smile that sent shivers down her spine. "I want you to understand your place here," he said, his tone almost gentle. "You are important to me, and I need you to see that."