The Duchess Cast Novels & Stories

It was good for her since she liked to drink coffee more than anything else, especially as she only worked almost all day long. “Of course, every type is available,” Alexander added with a smirk. “I cannot possibly refuse such an invitation,” she said with a smile. Alexander led the young duchess and her guard to the duke’s residence. He noticed her steps were elegant and very shallow, as if she did not trust even the ground. And the ruby eyes with two black marks in the middle were fixed on his moves as if she did not want to miss even the slight movement. “Duke, Young Duchess, what a pleasant sight!” Cornelius exclaimed as he ran towards them the moment he noticed them. To his surprise, th

By the looks of it, she didn’t have much choice. Juliet chatted all the way downstairs about where they were going to go shopping, while Anna scanned her lavish surroundings with all the apprehension of an ordinary person suddenly waking up to find themselves lost in a royal palace. But the instant her insecurity was ready to rise, she crushed it flat and refused to acknowledge those feelings. Haerton castle was going to be her home, no matter how short it was going to last, and the last thing she wanted was to be a duchess who lacked self-esteem.

" I love you, Ellie, I don't give a toss what anyone thinks, least of all Tom and if he gives you any grief I shall bounce him off the walls." Ellie looked up at him, she knew he was at least eight inches taller than Tom. "I shall look forward to watching that." Jasper narrowed his eyes "Oh you vicious girl. A duchess is supposed to be full of grace." he said his hand going to her breast and gently pinching her nipple and grinned even more as she squirmed and whimpered into him. "I think you like that," he murmured into her ear as he carried on thrumming at her.

“May I speak to the duke.” “Is it important?” Huxley asked. “I believe so.” She replied. Duke Raziel looked at her, “Then Speak” Drawing a heaving breath, the head maid exclaimed happily, “The Duchess is awake, your grace!” In an instant, Duke Raziel came to their room and saw the duchess stretching. He cleared his throat to get her attention and Lady Vienna turned around to see him and fixed her composure. “Raziel.” She smiled sheepishly, her cheeks flushing and embarrassed getting seen in a weird position.

****** 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

Leaving the midwives and the lady in waiting to their miserable fate. ‘Help me,’ The duchess whispered in a raspy voice, ‘Please get it out of me.’ She sobbed weakly as her hands lay limp beside her. Her lady-in-waiting moved closer to her and bent forward to touch her belly. The spot where her hands rested lit up in a bright orange light, and the midwives shrank back in fear and shock. The servant stepped back and, in one command, ordered the midwives to cut through the duchess's abdomen.

Behind him a smaller figure looked quietly at the duchess, her blue-flecked eyes a mix of pity and anger. "Chief Zan! Your Majesty!" Ravenna rose quickly. Zan clapped and soldiers flooded the building and took the servants and Duchess into custody. Seeing her situation, the thin old woman quickly changed her tune. "There has been some mistake. This man was trying to secure me to rebel against you, but I would never…"

The urn looked the same as before, but what was inside wasn't mother's ashes at all—it was protein powder! Marcus and Ryan were stunned too, both looking toward Josie. Josie immediately teared up, crying pitifully: "I'm sorry, brothers. I just couldn't bear to put the Duchess's ashes in a garbage dump, so I hid them in the basement storage. But I got too flustered and spilled the ashes. I was too scared to touch them, so... so I replaced them with protein powder. I meant well—the Duchess was so kind when she was alive, she surely wouldn't blame me."

"I was only following orders, Grand Duke." "Then I’m ordering you to answer me." "Hmph! You aren't my master." A heavy hush choked the room, broken only by the steady drip of water from an archaic pipe. Kaelus was just about to draw the dagger from his waist when a raw, cracking voice broke the deadlock from the end of the row. "Lancaster," the man on the far right whispered, his voice trembling. "The Duke took the lady to Lancaster." "Shut your mouth, damn it!" the scarred knight barked in a fury, suddenly lunging to kick his treacherous comrade. "The Duke will—"

That night, she was not only abandoned as a wife but as someone utterly unwanted. By the next morning, the entire castle knew. That the duchess was not valued, that she was not worthy enough to be chosen. Even the lowest servants dared to look at her with contempt, whispering behind her back, mocking her in silence. All because of one thing, she had not received the duke’s affection. Roxanne slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze turned cold as she recalled the woman who had suddenly appeared at the castle, shamelessly claiming to be carrying Killian’s child—Emily Frost.