The Duke Of Sin Novels & Stories

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.

“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.”

" On the main monitor, the face of the Duke of Hamilton the man who had guided Liora in the business world with a friendly smile and wise advice appeared calm. There was no longer any trace of warmth in his eyes, only the coldness of a predator who had waited for his prey for years. "Liora, forgive me for having to do this," the Duke’s voice sounded smooth yet carried a tone of death. "You were my best student, but you are too attached to Mavric.” “He is an anomaly that must be erased so you can fulfill your destiny as the new leader of the Syndicate." "My destiny is not determined by monsters like you, Duke!" Liora shouted. "We shall see. Welcome to 'The Isle of Sins', Liora. A place where

"Hold the frequency. Don't let the rhythm break." I watched the digital map of the Iron Yard on my screen—a jagged, wireframe representation of a skeletal kingdom. The four red dots of the mercenaries were stuttering, their movement erratic as they tried to navigate the "Sonic Screen." They were elite, likely former Sokolov specialists or "Sanitizers" who had survived the purge of the Cavallo Estate, but they were built for the "Architecture." Here, in the "Vault of Sin," the architecture was actively trying to kill them.

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."

I repeated once again, as I hope I'm hearing things i don't bear to hear be the actual answer to my question but my hope crash as she slowly nodded at my words. I suddenly drop the knife I was holding, causing for it to crash to something or. I softly look down, only to see the maid holding the knife that I drop directed at her bloody stomach. She layed there, staring at me before her figure turned into ashes. I slowly freaked out but when I suddenly realize something, I began to calm down. Duke Yan Leocubus... Duke of Yuan Empire, father of the villainess and last... The one and only person who will kill the villainess the moment he fell in love in the female lead....

How could a date chosen personally by the minister of the Astrology Department fall within a period of mourning? The Astrology Department minister pointed an accusatory finger at the stunned storyteller, and thundered, "Who sent you to defame the Duke of Northwatch's household? The Sinclair family's seven men all sacrificed themselves on the Southern Frontier! General Sinclair is a female general who has distinguished herself repeatedly in battle! She aided the Hell Monarch in reclaiming the Southern Frontier! "Any loyal subject of our kingdom would only hold the Duke of Northwatch's family in the highest respect. Yet here you are, spreading vile rumors and accusing General Sinclair of being

He rarely got the chance to spend time with this woman, and he would not waste it on another man instead. For the second time in his life, Duke Kensington felt anger surged through him, prompting an inner urge to hurt someone, this time it’s the shameless man in front of him. Knowing his promiscuous reputation, Lord Benjamin most likely had lewd intentions towards Melissa, and this angered the Duke more. Melissa on the other hand, was focused on the completed renovation of this magnificent place.

“Come on buddy. We can get all the juices of this deal checked in a few hours” It was Duke speaking.He had recently introduced himself as duke and the hair to the Richardson empire. His brother Donald managed some properties. These men were deep in the corporate affairs and knew exactly how to run their fathers business. They had no business with being Mafias like my brother and I. I wiped a quick hand over my nose as I watched hand the golf stick to his assistant.

Nathan murmured into his glass. "The point is," Dante continued, glaring at Nathan, "this is your chance, gentlemen. The Duchess will be here, in my home, surrounded by all the wealth and power she is used to. One of you might get lucky." He paused, his gaze settling on Rick. "Even you, Cameron. Though you might want to scrub the motor oil from under your fingernails first." Rick's jaw tightened, but he said nothing, just raised his glass in mock salute. "I still can't believe you've never even met her," Gabriel said to Rick. "You lived in New York your whole life right before joining the Army."