The Duke And I 2nd Epilogue Novels & Stories

My family was the most famous line of witches at the royal court. My sister, Lilith Seyler, was famous for her lofty principles. I was the only one who knew she was a complete fraud. When the royal marriage decree arrived at House Seyler, she shut herself in her prayer room out in the woods and refused to come out. "Duke Edmund, your wealth and your power are dust to me. A proposal from a duke is no different than a proposal from a farmhand." Then she laid out three conditions for Duke Edmund. The Duke was to build a prayer room on his estate, since she needed quiet meditation and practice with the elements to keep her magic stable. Before the wedding, the Duke was to wash in mountain spring

My best friend and I. A witch and a Fae from Whisperwood. I have the blood of a Seer. My three rune bones can see a kingdom's rise and fall. She's a gold-touched Fae. Born to attract wealth. One roll of the dice in a goblin casino, and she'd empty their vault. When we were eighteen, we found a disgraced Grand Duke in the capital's slums. His stepmother had thrown him out. We saved him. She amassed his gold. I spun his fate. We helped him claw his way back to the capital. He took back his land. His scepter. The first thing he did? He asked my best friend to marry him. They had a son. A gifted heir. I grew tired of the noble squabbles. I went back to my hidden cottage in the woods. Ten years l

Rebecca walked out through the open the door and Zita closed it behind them. Williams got to the landing with the eyes still at the door. Thomas had entered the house through the back door and glanced at his master. He furrowed his brow, confused why the Duke was looking at the door. "Your grace?" Williams heard him and turned to his side. He had a straight face. "You've been staring at the door for awhile. Do you want me to get something for you?" Thomas asked him. Duke Williams shook his head. "The Duchess just left." He said plainly and had his eyes at the door again.

Maids were attentive to this household, so they prevented it by snatching the tray away from him. “Beth! Wake up.” After the tight hug, I coughed and gasped. During the afternoon snack with the Duke, they narrated the events I missed for the last four days. First, the expedition ended way earlier. Duke Frederick boasted about how he killed his grandfather. “Were you sure about it?” “Yes, I saw it with my clear vision. His ripped body gave me satisfaction." Narrating the story with a smile on his face gave chills not only to my spine. You could include bones that were part of the skeletal system.

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

ANN I had been looking at the boiling kettle, but my mind was far stretched. I don’t know what Duke has done to me; I can’t seem to take him out of my mind. I kept going through his social media pages, looking and admiring his pictures, his hands that do magic to my soul and body. I can’t be falling for him, not Duke. I will only get hurt at the end. My focus should be on Louis, not on his nephew. “Good morning, princess.”

Shaking her head and returning her sights to her device, she murmured under her breath, “Demented animal.” Greg scoffed, dark and alluring, just the way she liked it. “I’m surprised it took you this long to come to that conclusion. See you in a bit. Let me know if you need more coffee or food.” She mm-ed lightly, affectionately, before Greg made his way out, and she swore she saw - from the corner of her eye - Kenji loosening in relief when the door closed behind the duke.

Duke replied as he looked me in the eye with desire in his eyes. My pulse began to race, and I took a big breath. "OK OK, you may give me hickey in my neck," I eventually murmured. Duke's face was a bit disappointed with what he heard from me. " Eh, only hickey?!" And complain about it. I looked at him irritatedly on the face " whatever, take it or leave it" I said to him. " You have about 2 minutes to do that or you don't want to, then please place me back on the wheelchair I want to go to the Bathroom" I added .

He apologized for his outburst and sat back down. - "Your Majesty, I don't know if you can imagine what would happen if they managed to take over Edios. They will not stop there. They will continue until the world is theirs. They will execute all of us, our wives, our children and our friends. This situation is driving me crazy! Honestly Duke Kestle, do you know what your brother is really after by associating with the Di Angelli" sighed Duke De Pellerisey. Everyone was at their wits' end and wanted everything to end as quickly as possible.

I couldn’t hold back the chuckle in my voice as I spoke, pouring us a hearty glass each from the bottle of whiskey I’d grabbed when I leaned over the bar. She scowled at me, downing her drink. It was a good thing I’d known her as long as I had and that we were as close as we are because otherwise she’d have killed me by now, second or not. An hour and lots of drinking later, I watched her pull out her phone, put it on speaker phone and dial someone, stalking back towards the chapel as she did. Fishnet, Duke and Rogue. THE DUKE “We need to find the guy,” Duchess’ voice was low, homicidal. Even with the crackly line, I could tell just how pissed she was. “At this point, he just deserves a kick