The Duke's Redemption Novels & Stories

Celea was looking around to see every single person in their tribe dead so she anxiously asked the Duke " Father….Where are Nayeli and Carmen ? " "....." There was complete silence between the two ***** Not long after Celea had left for the mountain the Duke received the message that somewhere near the Dukedom the Duchesses body had been found lifeless, the Duke went there right away just to find his wife dead and then he saw it. Smoke. From afar coming from the duchy and that's when he realized. A trap. The Paşa jumped on his horse but not before telling his companion to stay behind with the Duchess. He was now riding back towards the mansion with an incredible speed

I shouldn’t. The Duke returned dressed as a moth again. I grinned seeing him fighting by my side. Did he decide to help me? I forgot he was a hero for the redcursed, having the power to calm down their curses. “You said it would be the last time we saw each other, yet, here you are in flesh and blood,” I chuckled. “I thought so too. What are you doing here?” “Hunting!”

Chloe looked around. They are in a fine restaurant with a huge space. However, the whole place was empty but only two people. That's them. Alexander is sitting on the opposite, going through the menu. Gradually, he lost his patience and tossed the menu card on the table before calling the waiter, who was standing a bit away from them. Everyone was scared today. In the early morning, the Duke has arrived with a woman. God knows what's his plan but their life was in skate if anything goes wrong. So, everyone just rolled their sleeves and began working.

Ethan smirked. "- What's the greatest revenge on you for him? He doesn't want you any more, that was the reason he left you for me. I am his uncle, and it's my duty." He fired the gun, striking his right leg. Hadeon groans out painfully, blood dripping down the floor, as he holds onto his leg groaning. "You're my toy to play with Hadeon. It's been a long time since I played Hadeon, don't forget one thing. Am a Dickson, and that blood flows in all our veins, anyways, best of luck, because what's coming isn't something to be happy with."

He didn't know when it started but from the time he tried to open the Duchess's door as he felt something strange, he was sent to the illusion. "Your Highness, I had failed to protect Her Highness, I will accept my punishment," the young knight bowed to the floor and waited for a response. However, the Duke didn't even move from his place. "Go and look for that man," the Duke began to say, "don't let him get near my woman again in the future. Take some men from the black squad with you." "Yes, Your Highness." Neo disappeared into a cloud of white smoke and the Duke was left with the beautiful woman sleeping soundly.

"I always thought the female of the species had access to juicy gossip. Look, my innocent sister, your precious Duke is known as 'Devil' Eastland in most circles." "Because he's so hateful?" "Partly. No one dares to cross him, he's deadly with a sword and a pistol, and has been known to duel three men in one week and walk away without a scratch. He is rarely provoked into calling anyone out, but does not flinch from anyone foolish enough to call him out. He's a fierce, savage adversary, as well as an excellent military strategist. That's not all..." Jonathan grimaced. "He has a reputation as a rakehell and rogue, to boot. Cass, he seduces women," he said when she just stared at him blankly.

Luckily it was not a full moon so I would be able to enjoy this evening as myself instead of Spirit taking over my head. Suddenly Duke was standing in front of me, and he softly grabbed my hand helping me up from the chair. “I think it is warm enough now. You need help undressing?” I gave him a cheeky smile, “So gallant. Some help would be nice.” Duke his hands were trembling a bit when he slowly unbuttoned my dress. His hands felt soft when he slowly removed the dress from my shoulders. A shiver went through my skin everywhere his fingers touched me. The dress fell to the floor, and I was wearing a red, see-through bra with a lace hipster. Duke stepped back a little bit and silently looked

He had come to like Duke, seeing him as a man of principle. “I truly believed that I could trust you. Right now, despite knowing what you’ve done, I still believe that I can trust you. That’s how much I’ve come to see you, like a son worthy of my trust. At the risk of being called a fool, considering that I met you not so long ago.” Duke could not express his disappointment enough. “I sincerely express my regret.” Dominic apologized. “I should not have kept my identity away from you.” Duke shook his head regretfully as slowly he began to pace the floor thoughtfully. “I mean, I saw the signs. You were too polished, too sound to be whom you were presenting to me.”

It already happened in the past, on the guillotine, my head was offered. Judith, who uses her beauty and charm to destroy an Assyrian general and save Israel from oppression. Thinking about it, seduction was her best way of taking revenge to that asshole. "Your Highness." I slightly turn my head on my back seeing Duke Richmond walking closely towards my direction. "I see, you've quite taken a like with that painting your Highness," he said while looking at the wall sized painting. I chuckled. "You know my type Duke." "Bloodshed of course," he answered.

But he does not let a drop touch his beloved mate. “Ezra!” he calls. His carriage driver comes out of the shadows. “Did you take care of the guards?” he asks the old man. “They are being catered to, my lord,” Ezra replies with a bow. “Good. I need a new set of clothes,” the Duke orders. “And tell one of the female fighters to cater to Roseanne. It will be a long journey ahead.” “Yes, my lord,” Ezra said with a bow. The Duke takes off his bloodied coat and wraps it around Roseanne before carrying her into his arms, bridal style.