The Duke's Redemption Novels & Stories

“You’re in need of more than just money. You’re in need of a solution. I’ll offer you a way out, that’s if you’d take it.” Me, curious to know what the offer was, quickly asked, “What is it?” “A contract marriage and the promise of an heir to my fortune! It’s that simple!” My heart skipped a beat as Damien’s words hung in the air, the weight of his offer sinking in. I felt a surge of shock and disbelief wash over me. “A contract marriage and an heir?” I echoed, my voice trembling with uncertainty. “Isn’t that just the fairy tale ending I always dreamed of?”

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.

Finally, I would know who my enemy is and half my battle is won. Subconsciously my eyes scan the ballroom, till they lock on my target who is on the dance floor with a dark-haired man, I think I have seen at the company before. Ava looks so beautiful in her red gown that is held together with golden strings. The gown flows like a second skin and hugs every curve of her body most deliciously. The heels make her legs look so long and slender. An image of myself fucking her in those heels flash through my mind. Her dance partner pulls her up closer to him with the hand on her back. Although there was still a respectable distance between them, the smile she flashed at him infuriated me.

"Hello to you too, Mr. Maverick." "What were you doing out that late, alone." Mr. Maverick nearly growls and I raise an eyebrow at that. "Calm down Luca, you are not helping." His sister Dianne says, throwing him a look and I frown. "Well, thank you for your help, I will be on my way now." Dianne looks at me in disbelief but I refuse to ask what happened after I passed out and how he found me, I would rather not know and just erase last night from my mind.

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 not only want to make him proud, I want him to be pleased with my efforts. Remaining where I am, I watch as servants and children spill out of the last two cars while my husband greets with a handshake and a clap on a shoulder the man who agilely leaps out of the first car. The Duke. They are of equal height, the duke’s hair not quite as dark as Ben’s. Beside the duke, my husband appears darker, more dangerous, more forbidden. He looks to be the sort my mother would have warned me against. Yet he is the one who has saved me.

She would not succumb to dishonour. While drinking from her cup, Beth stole a glance at the Duke who seemed to be enjoying his meal and wondered why he wanted her to be his friend so much that he had deceived her to his home by a note through her Aunt. Was he not friends with the King? What other friends could he ask for?

“Before anything else before being julius’s second son, you will answer to me. Your title from your old pack won’t matter anymore. You’ll treat me as your Alpha. Are you truly ready to give all of that up just to help rescue your mate?” “Yes,” he says immediately. His voice is full of conviction. “I’m willing to break all ties with my family if I have to. I’ll give up my title and become a simple pack member in Oakwood if that’s what it takes to stop Summer from falling into my uncle’s hands.”

But just then a knock came on the door, mercifully catching the Duke’s attention, and as he turned and moved to open it Anna felt as if she’d earned a reprieve of some kind. A member of staff came in carrying a tray in one hand and a bottle in the other. He deposited the tray on the coffee table by the couch, put the bottle beside it, then left. The tray contained a selection of cheeses and crackers, two long-stemmed glasses, and a steaming cup of tea. The Duke moved over to the tray and picked up the tea. “There is champagne, of course, but I thought you might prefer something a little more calming.” He carried it over to the small table that stood next to the armchair closest to the firepl

With the Scorpion System, I can wipe out the national debts of any country I choose to favour… and bankrupt those foolish enough to refuse to bow to my will. And you, Liora… you were the most brilliant assistant I’ve ever had. It’s truly a shame you chose to throw your lot in with this emotional fool. The Duke stepped into the stiflingly hot room, completely unfazed by the smells and grime surrounding him. “Hand over that pendant, and I’ll let you both walk out of this alley alive. I’ve already arranged new identities and citizenship papers for you in the Caribbean. You can vanish and live out the rest of your days quietly as people officially declared dead.”