The Duke Book Novels & Stories

****** 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 head snapped towards it, my eyes growing large as I saw Duke stood there, a very sizable bulge in his trousers letting me know that he had seen the entire dance. "That," he said, walking into the room with the gait of a deadly predator, "was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen in my life." His eyes were trained on me, never once leaving my face, letting me know that if he was the predator, I was most definitely his prey

“But my fear is, I don’t know if you can handle it.” Something in her tone made me straighten. “What do you mean?” “If you can’t stand Leonard’s little pressure, then Duke might crush you. My chest tightened. “What do you mean?” “This. What Leonard is doing, it's child’s play,” she said flatly. “Compared to Duke.” The name felt heavy in the air. “And who is Duke?” “He’s the chairman of smitheen holding and other chains of businesses,” she replied quietly. She lowered her voice further. “He doesn’t bully for fun. He does it because he hates. Especially women.”

This was too easy. My phone pinged. “Do you have any interest in getting your animal kink on?” Duke texted. He had an evil expression on his face and a look in his eyes that said this was a ride I wanted to take. “You’re in my world now, baby, and no one plays better than I do.”

Duke Arthur and Beatrice Blanche who was sitting alone in the room were sitting quietly until it was filled with laughter of the Duke. "You are going to be the Grand Duchess of this Empire. You don't have to make a deal with me, do whatever you want!" Arthur shouted full of pride. "You don't even know me, what if I do something that can embarrass your name," Beatrice said shyly. Arthur thought the woman in front of him was very interesting. She was brave enough to make a deal with the Grand Duke while others fainted just standing in front of him but now he saw the lady being shy all of sudden.

“You aren’t breaking anyone’s heart. No one has to know that this whole thing is fake. Also, no matter what you say, they’ll assume that I get bored of you. If you want to go through with this revenge, you have to marry me. You have to be the one who tames the wild duke.” Katherine rolled her eyes. “You are not a duke yet. You’re an earl.” “True but I don’t think saying you’re the one who tames the wild ‘soon to be’ a duke sounds great.” She laughed. Damn it, even when he drove her crazy, he still managed to get her smile. “Well that isn’t just a step, that’s a leap right there,” he commented, one corner of his mouth rose and formed a charming, lopsided smile.

Fear locks my throat like a frozen door. She stops in front of me, so close I can smell her floral perfume, sharp and expensive. “The Duke has moved on, you see,” she purrs, her eyes alight with cruel pleasure. “He has his rebellions to plan, his northern ladies to visit. He doesn’t have time for problematic, prophetic little upstarts who cause diplomatic incidents and get valuable assets killed.” Leaning forward, she lets her words slip out like a threat. Her tone turns sharp, almost silent. Now it’s your turn to face what comes next

Enoch shook his head violently. "She isn't here, she escaped!" "Duke. Name." Clamping my claws tighter, Enoch's black blood discolored my fingers. "T-the Duke that lives here?" I didn't nod; I waited for his answer. How dense could he be? “D-Duke Mortus, he lives here. Gods, please don't kill me." I growled, my fingers crushing his windpipe. His head lulled to the side, his lifeless red eyes turned black as the life left him. It wasn't enough; he would stir back to life if I didn't dispose of him properly.

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

"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