The Duke Of Mount Deer Novels & Stories

David Duke looked bleakly into his cup of hot chocolate, which Blue made, as Trent seemed to be spitting nails and scribbling furiously before standing. “I’m going to nail those fuckers to a wall and throw knives at them,” he turned. “Hito, if you could do a full work up on him. I’ll run a lineage trace.” “There’s no need to,” Duke said softly. “You… know where your family is?” I asked. “The-They…. They’re dead.” Duke let out a shuddering breath. “I-I saw their bodies wh-while they were trying to get us out.”

Duke Soren frowned before glaring at Marcus, “What are you doing? Apologize to the duke and his duchess.” “The duchess of Devon is my sworn sister and my blood relative.” Mira’s lips curled up arrogantly as she faced the Duke Soren, looking him squarely in the eye as she spoke “So, isn’t the marquess of Amberton my brother-in-law?”

It wasn’t her first time riding a horse but she had always enjoyed it as her first, even Pegasus neighed when her laughter subdued, she patted near its ear and laughed a little louder when it jerked its head. The horse had two riders. One was the duke and the other was his secret duchess. They were on a meadow of Sebria named Carmen. Around it were some enormous mountains standing tall. On their right was a long lake that stretched for as far as they could see, the hills behind the river belonged to the duke. The lord of five states had gifted it to his son. The greenery around them was mesmerising and refreshing. The clean air that she inhaled killed every bad memory that was a part of her

Jonathan opened the door and Tristan was greeted with the appearance of the duke sitting on his chair as the window behind him had its curtains drawn, allowing the light to seep in and brighten up the room. The duke is a handsome man, who has black hair and grey-colored eyes. He looks intimidating enough that you will not dare to stare directly at his eyes but at the same time, it's his eyes that make you feel drawn to him. "Duke Saxon Versormer, thank you for accepting my request to talk to you." Tristan greeted him as he slightly bows. The duke, named Saxon, gave Tristan a small polite smile as he pointed at the chair in front of him.

"Duke Richmond, we both know that you're getting old am I right?" "What?" "I would like to buy all your assets including your surname Duke Richmond," I said with my lips parting while looking at him straight to his eyes. He stared longer before he chuckled. "What kind of offer is that? You know that my museum—" "Duke, you're not a child anymore. You are getting older and you don't have a child to take care of your business, unless you have a child in secret." He massaged his temple before he shook his head. "I cannot give you that your Highness, I will take my business even if I'm dead. I thought you're different but you're the same as those people who are after my treasures," he says denyin

In any case, it was clear that ladies were rarely welcomed in this space—if they were even allowed in the first place. When I entered the room, the sound of my shoes clicking on the floor caught his attention. He immediately stood up from his chair and examined me closely, placing his thumb and forefinger under his chin in a thoughtful gesture. I could see how Xander had passed as his son and heir. Although he didn’t resemble his father, Duke Kestrel had the exact imposing figure. He towered over me with thick, powerful arms and legs and a large chest. His uniform was adorned with numerous military medals, a testament to his service to the kingdom and his high rank under King Osprey.

Alexis sighed and comforted Kendra, “Don’t be angry, Miss Miller. He is Lendon Martin, the duke of England. Who can punish him even if you call the police?” Yes, Lendon was a duke. It said that he would lead world politics and business in the future. Kendra knew officials in her country would treat Lendon well. How could she punish him?

"I'm honored to receive the edict!" Derek unfolded the edict and began to read aloud, "By the grace of heaven, the king decrees: Hector Sinclair, the Marquis of Northwatch, safeguarded our kingdom's borders for many years. He achieved great military feats, especially in reclaiming the Sky Mountain territory with six junior generals. "Furthermore, the Marquis of Northwatch and his six sons sacrificed their lives to reclaim the southern borders of our kingdom. In recognition of his contributions to the nation, the king confers upon him the title of duke posthumously."

The hell I unleash on Fernandez should have him burning from the inside before I'm within a mile of his location. "My club is here for you with whatever you need," Dax says into the quiet of the room. I had no doubt the president of the Desert Crows Motorcycle Club would come to our aid. He's a good man and Madison loves Sofia, his wife, along with their twins, Macey and Jonathan. I glance at the man sitting next to Dax; him I'm not so sure of. He's Dax's new bodyguard. The man stands almost seven feet tall and looks like the Jolly Green Giant minus the green and especially minus the jolly. His name is Duke and there's something strange about him. It could also be my paranoia going into over

said a well-dressed man Eleanor had never seen before, “your uncle’s will - “ “DUKE!” John shot back, standing nose to nose with the man. “My father and uncle are dead. I am the oldest son and therefore the heir. I am now the duke, you will address me as is fit my station and I will do as I please!” “But the will - “