Novel & Cerita The Duke's Redemption

“Go now, before I change my mind. Oh, don’t forget your fees. I’ll collect those later!” As soon as he said that, the group of men immediately ran away, straight towards the door. They already lost their will to even take part in the auction. Not with a death god hanging over their heads. “They run so fast.” The duke uttered coldly as he watched the men run for their lives. “Lucas, don’t forget to collect their promised payment later. We’re going to need it for this upcoming winter.” “Yes, Lord Duke.” Lucas bowed. “The job’s done. Now I have to greet my gue…” A frown slipped out of the duke’s face. He looked around and felt confused. “Lucas… where’s that lady?” “She’s gone… Duke. She ran awa

But by the time he realized what he’d said, it was already too late. Duke looked at him wearing that same eyes again. A cold one. “Worry not, Father. I may be weak but I am not dumb.” His son’s firm reply reached his ears. “This here,” Duke showed Raul two furry toys he was holding. “Are my brother’s bed companions. I’m just delivering these to them. May I, then?” “Do what you need to do.” Was all Raul could say as he walked past his 9-year-old son. He stopped his strides after only five steps and then looked back. He saw Duke entering the tent he just came from. “Something is changed in him.” He commented.

They feared the alphas would kill me and my child, so, they sent me in hiding, but the dragon Prince somehow found out about my condition, and approached my grandparents, when they refused to tell him where I was, in anger, he burnt everything to the ground,' I growled, hitting my desk when she finished telling me. Halsey jumped from her seat in fear, while her son was calm, his eyes fixed on me. I was fuming, the fucking dragon king was the reason the Crawford estate burnt down, killing 20 members of my pack. I was going to retaliate! " I will avenge this," I declared. Fear instantly took over Halsey's face as she shook her head. " No, it will only bring war, and he will know my son and I a

"Duke doesn't like men who hurt women. You could say it's a line that, when crossed, has him committing murder. He just got out of prison for the second time. He'll have no problem pretending your head is a pumpkin and leaving it in pieces before we go." Miles's face turns the color of boiling lobster. "I can't breathe," he gasps in a strangled voice. You would think Duke had him by the throat. "Good," Dax replies, his smile still in place. "Your smashed head won't hurt so bad if you pass out first. Knowing Duke here, though, he'll wake you up before he caves in your skull." "Please." His eyes scramble around the room looking for help that isn't there. "They never came back. Went on a call a

My eyes dart from the red-head and return to Duke. Standing to his feet, he pulls me up with him, and I hang a few inches off the ground. While the red-head has been talking, I could feel Duke’s gaze on my face. He was watching me in case I gave anything away. “Come on, let’s just have a small taste. We can sample the goods before we deliver her to Alpha,” the redhead whines. “We’ve been on watch since he took over and I haven’t had a chance to have a woman in my bed. You know how much I like my women.”

The duke entered through the broken door carrying a backpack, shaking his head, smiling despite the sounds of the ticking bomb filling the room. "Your lady is quite a warrior. She killed two men twice her size with only a three-inch knife at her disposal, she raced us here like a mad-woman. I'd marry her fast if I were you." Cerdic said while he handed Nicholas a bag of tools the Viscount might be needing. "Except you already have your sights on someone," Redington muttered while he examined the tangled wires on Rafael's chest. "Hmm, don't move, Raf." "As if I'm going anywhere," Rafael answered dryly.

the duke said, already agitated. James clasped his hands together, a cruel, sadistic look on his face. "You know how it goes, Sir, a contract is a contract." "If you're so sure this will hold up and The Crimson Mercenaries will stand with you-" "Oh, I am. They've already joined my ranks. Copia has the superior army and weaponry. Do you still think I'm going to lose, Your Grace?" "You're bluffing." Not taking his eyes off of Duke Maine, cool and confident, he picked up his phone and handed it to Duke Maine.

“I hate him for that.” Harry stayed quiet for a while before speaking again. “This is the time to beat him at his own game.” I frowned slightly and looked at him properly. There was something calculated in his eyes. “You are beautiful, Ann. Men like Duke always come back when they realise they no longer have control.” He leaned back slowly. “We position you back into his life. We make him obsessed again. Then we destroy him the same way he destroyed you.” I almost laughed. “What makes you think Duke will fall for me again?”

"It's amazing how you consider the worst of me, when you don't even know me. Had you let me in the first time...you would know you let our mate in right into the dragon's den." "Stop saying that word!" I growled and hurled myself at him. He kicked me off him and this time I fell down all the way to the river bank below. The ground beneath me cracked and only left a few scratches that healed instantly. I roared as my nails extended and canines came out. Duke removed his cloak and came down landing with a loud thud on his feet. Tattoo like markings covered his body and his eyes turned crimson. They looked red just like mine.

The Duke removed his riding cloak and jacket, hanging them by the fire. Beneath, a linen shirt clung damply to his chest. It crossed Loren's mind that the tailors of Windrider might be deeply immoral people. His black hair had come loose during the ride, falling below his shoulders in damp waves. Firelight moved across his face, sharpening his cheekbones and softening his mouth in a way Loren found unhelpful. The Duke pulled a chair closer, stretching his legs toward the flames. He looked perfectly at ease, as though sharing lodgings with an unmarried woman was routine. She’d heard whispers about soldiers before, men with a woman in every barracks. Someone like him probably collected admirer