The Duke And I Novels & Stories

“I—“ He shook his head. “Even if I was interested in dating right now, it wouldn’t be you. How many times have you seen me before and not said a word. Do you even remember how mean you’ve been to me?” She flushed. “I haven’t—“ “My name is Duke,” he said, looking at her. “You sit in front of me in Frameworks. One the first day of classes, it was a literal monsoon outside and you asked your friend if you thought I was trying to embody a drowning dog.” My jaw dropped as her jaw dropped. I could see the understanding coming to her as she dragged her gaze over him. “I… I didn’t… You looked different.” “And you’re still a mean person. Please leave me alone.”

Ryan was instantly silenced, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I looked directly at Marcus, the man I had once thought I loved more than life itself. "Marcus, I came down here not because I can't bear to leave you, but because I wanted to say some things to your face. Things you need to hear." Marcus's eyes filled with desperate hope again. "I, Catherine Blackwood, am a Duke's daughter who was beloved and cherished from the moment I was born. But because I was blind and stupid enough to fall for you, you trampled my dignity into the dirt and let a servant lord over me like I was nothing."

Perhaps Alex had grasped that concept too. The way Duke’s gaze smoldered when he looked at her with those penetrating green eyes of his, frankly, it stroked a feminine ego she didn’t know she had. She had no doubt that Alex had loved her, but even he’d never looked at her that way. With such intensity. Such rapt male appreciation. Such desire. Duke encouraged her—with his blatant flirting, with the way he touched her—to tempt the beast inside him. To lure it out with the one that he’d awakened inside of her. ‘We’re in Italy’, he’d said, with such enthusiasm.

For once in his life, he couldn't read this person in front of him and he felt helpless. Looking at her standing quietly, Duke of Hurrey felt uneasy. He immediately went to his daughter and hold her hands. "Melissa my dear, this is Duke Kensington, the one I told you about. He is here today to meet you. Zachary, this is my daughter, Melissa." Duke Malcom introduced the both of them. "Lady Melissa, it's my pleasure to finally meet you." Duke Kensington approached her and offered to take her hand. Looking at him, Melissa's heart felt troubled. 'Dammit! Why must he be so handsome!'

“And you already decided you’re coming home with us, so there’s no point wasting energy pretending otherwise.” Juliette’s jaw dropped. She half-laughed, half-choked. “Wow. At least let a woman have some pride.” Duke moved like a fucking viper one second surveying the room, the next his hand was in her hair, threading through those thick dark strands and tilting her head back just the way I’d fantasized about earlier. Then he angled her toward me and dipped low, whispering in her ear, “Who needs pride when you could be coming in five minutes?”

"There. That is where we wait." ​"Wait for what?" ​"For Silas to arrive in person," the Duke said, his eyes flashing with a lethal hunger. "He wants the Scythe. He wants the Tenth Life. I’m going to give him exactly what he wants—right through his throat." ​He picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder like a prize of war. I beat my fists against his back, but it was like hitting solid stone. As he began the vertical climb up the rain-slicked rock, I realized the terrifying truth

His family is not just a top-tier family but one of the three major families in East Highland Park! Duke is known by everyone for his strength and power! With his fists alone, he had already crushed the heads of countless people. But luckily Charles had this same Duke that is feared and respected by all ask him what he wants him to do for him after he saved his life. Charles could have chosen millions, billions, or trillions, a villa, cars, designer clothes and shoes, a company! He could have chosen anything at all but recalling that Duke was a high combat expert, he asked for one thing, which was that he acts as his subordinate for one day and help him kill a young man that embarrassed him

There it was no surprise to see all the things that were inside because he already knows what was inside the place It was like a small fraction of treasures that the duke probably keeps. Looking to that, he felt that the duke was making a treasure room and that is what Damon thought while looking at the surrounding of the room. He knew that the room leads to the duke's main office and because he was informed well that the duke might be gone for a month due to his business meeting on another empire he didn't hesitate to come to the secret place again

And there will be many dangers around… they are already moving, approaching slowly. The Duke had to group new people, new knights with nothing of that ire in their mind. They should be people that even Emma could feel safe around. "Speak," the Duke wanted to return to his quarters right after the assessment, but he was stopped by a young dragon. "Ilian…" The ferocious eyes of his dragon form dimmed a bit. He was still furious with his own people, but he didn't let it consume his heart. "Your Highness," Ilian bowed, "I have a request."

Based on his sharp words and direct behavior, Reginald was at least ten times harder to deal with than Zachary. "Duke Reginald, you must be joking," Brandon forced a smile, steering the conversation in a different direction. "What I'd like to know is why the Duke has appeared here." "I figured that would be your question. And it’s no surprise, given the remoteness of this place. For someone of my rank, a duke, to show up here does seem odd. I suppose Prince Zachary has told you that this whole assassination plot was my own concoction? That I staged it to create an opportunity to heroically save Miss Martha, hoping that by rescuing her, you’d be grateful to me, isn’t that right?" Reginald spo