The Duke And I Epub Novels & Stories

“…If she gets close to me by chance, I’ll be force to separate you from her.” He threatened his wife. “If we aren’t welcome, we may as well leave your house and go back to where we came from.” She replied boldly. “And you think I’ll allow you to go that easily?…You’re my wife and whatever I say stands. Don’t think you can get away from me easily.” ******************************************* Rebecca’s only desire is to be with the one she thinks loves her. But her heart gets broken when he leaves her and ends the relationship. She conceals her pregnancy and deals with her burden alone. Duke Williams seeks her hand in marriage and marries her, well aware that she is pregnant with anoth

A new day will bring better things, I assure myself Immediately, she left he could already feel her absence.he mutterprayers to all the kind gods out there in Lu's favour, he honestly have no idea how tomorrow will go, as he know for a fact that my parents, The King and Queen, expect an English girl with Royal upbringing or at least decent upbringing with parents placed in high places of government or in His administration. He don't want to disappoint my father the king but Lu is the one for me, so how is hesupposed to do this? He hope his prayers work, he mutter to myself before proceeding to sleep. A new day will bring better things, I assure myself

Duke Lancia slowly rised from his chairs and put a gold coin to the table, "This is for the soups," But Jenkin still froze to her place even after Duke left that place. Her heart beating so fast and she can't breath. If his daughter is a witch, then Duke Lancia himself is a satan! *** "But, are you sure about this, Miss? I heard South Island is.. tough," Mary said to Cecilia while they are in the carriage after buy so many books to the store. "The hardest the challenge I got, the better. I want to prove something to everyone who hated me," Cecilia said while she closed her second books about the reseach of wasteland with disappoinment.

Duke tugs at my clothes and doesn’t give up. I put down the book and look at him speechlessly. He notices the herbs on the ground and says, “You want herbs? I can get you any kind of herbs you want. I can teach you what they are.” “I already get what I want,” I raise my chin at the book on the ground, “and I can learn myself.” I gather my stuff to leave. As I turn around, Duke walks in front of me and begs, “Amelia, please give me a chance. Anything you want me to do, just name it.”

But just then a knock came on the door, mercifully catching the Duke’s attention, and as he turned and moved to open it Anna felt as if she’d earned a reprieve of some kind. A member of staff came in carrying a tray in one hand and a bottle in the other. He deposited the tray on the coffee table by the couch, put the bottle beside it, then left. The tray contained a selection of cheeses and crackers, two long-stemmed glasses, and a steaming cup of tea. The Duke moved over to the tray and picked up the tea. “There is champagne, of course, but I thought you might prefer something a little more calming.” He carried it over to the small table that stood next to the armchair closest to the firepl

However, they could not care less and turned their heads away from him, as if he did not exist there. Alexander "....." Did they just ignore him like that? How could they!? He is the Duke of Iquarayon for God's sake! How could these two not show him a bit of respect!? His frown deepened when he noticed Leonor's position carefully and immediately bending down he picked him up from her belly.

Kaelus didn't even blink at the bloody display unfolding right in front of him. "Raipherze! I—I heard the Duke talking to the head butler!" the young man who leaked the information blurted out, shivering in pure terror as he stared at his comrade's mangled face. "You just said Lancaster." "It—it was just a stopover, Your Grace! The Duke owns a massive estate in Raipherze. Back when he proposed to the lady—" "Enough," Kaelus cut him off sharply. His chest heaved with a quiet fury, entirely unwilling to hear a single word about his woman's past with another man.

The day I learned the truth about my husband, Duke Alistair, and his adopted sister, Liana, I left. I abandoned my title, my home, and returned to my father's palace. A year passed. Then came news of chaos in the duchy. The servant Alistair sent spoke with desperation, “Your Highness, the Duke and your son are lost to reason. If you don’t return, I fear they will burn everything to the ground.” I looked at the blood I'd coughed onto my handkerchief. I nodded.

She picked it up and thumbed through it, finding the book to be a collection of poetry. "Poetry, eh?" she blurted softly to herself. She put the book down and looked at the sleeping Duchess again. She hadn't made any stir. Clare hesitated, unsure if she should wake up the woman or leave her to rest in peace. Curiosity got the better of Clare, and she leaned slightly over to peer at the figure lying next to her. Suddenly, the Duchess's bright icy blue eyes snapped open, almost causing Clare to jump. "Jesus, you scared me," Clare said, trying to catch her breath.

His eyes were red-rimmed, and he smelled like whiskey. "Where were you?" Valentina demanded. "Out." He moved past her toward the bedroom. "Out where?" "Does it matter?" Duke pulled off his jacket, his movements jerky. "I'm back now." "Sierra came to see me today." That stopped him. Duke turned slowly, his expression unreadable. "What did she want?" "To tell me about your plans. The bookstore you were going to open together. The property you still own." Duke's jaw tightened. "That was a long time ago."