The Duke's Teddy Bear Novels & Stories

A tattoo was left behind in the shape of a dragon. Erasmus called him young Duke. He was the heir of a dukedom, a statue to be wary about. The Duke disappeared after landing a look on my face and asked about my bruise. Erasmus told him it was a fight between slaves. They left and another handsome man came in, with blond hair and blue eyes. I felt a sense of kinship with him. It was definitely weird. I forced myself to remember my saddest memory and finally succeeded in summoning a tear. “Thank you for buying me! I want to serve you as soon as possible,” I sniffed.

"Alright, let's go to the park and secure our place. So, everyone can play." "Yay! Fresbie! Tita, did you bring the disc with you?" Duke separated from hugging her and turned to face his aunt. Bea took the fresbie disc behind her and waved it with a smile. "Great! Let's go!"

I have infinite lives now! My sight fixated on his hand that was unclasping the chain on our feet using the key. “Excuse me, Your Grace. After the commotion that I started, you treated me as a worm. Was I wrong?” The Duke winced as a first response. It took seconds before words formed from his mouth. “I stumbled upon an extraordinary toy. I have to make sure that no one will take it away from me.” My eyes narrowed with his statement. If it weren’t for Miuerella, he would taste spicy words from me.

The Duke calmly watches his mate fall into a blissful sleep. He came to this place for something else. Never in his wildest imagination did he think that he would run into his mate. And that too someone he knows very well. The arena is empty except for him, Roseanne and Pyodor. “Er...sir?” Pyodor begins. “About that two hundred million creds…” “Ah yes,” the Duke nods. “Send the guards away.” Pyodor motions his guards to leave while the Duke tends to his mate. He lays Roseanne tenderly on the ground as if she is as fragile as glass. His mate really is delicate and he will take good care of her.

I’d like to think that he’s staring at the décor in amazement, speechless from how much he likes the place, but I can see from the small frown on his face that it’s probably the opposite. “What is that?” he demands, his chin jutting out. I follow his gaze and smile when I see what exactly caught his attention. There’s a big deer head mounted to the wall, and I nod. “Sassy told me that her dad,Xander , really loves to hunt, so he must have caught that himself.” Duke sniffs and clears his throat as he continues looking around, a small scowl on his face as he does. “It’s different from what I thought it’d be like,” he grumbles.

Duke smiled and lifted the gun. Boys and their toys. Though I had a momentary breakdown, the toy he needed to be concerned with is the one that didn’t get orgasm number two.

He stood over her on his four as he passionately licked her face. "Duke!" She loudly laughed and stood to her feet. She patted his white fur and kissed him on the face while lovingly tracing the unique black pattern on his face. He was bigger than a normal tiger and she got to understand that he was no ordinary tiger. Ludwig brought him into the palace as a source of protection and Czar trained Duke to the best of his skills. He perfectly understands her and she loved him a lot, although Ludwig recently banned him from stepping into the palace for being naughty and mischievous.

“You miss your friend a lot.” “Yes.” Jimmy nervously smiled. Karlyle gave him a suspicious look and sighed. “I forgot to tell you. The Duke went to another village to visit a friend. He will come back tomorrow.” Jimmy's eyes shone, “Can I go out then?!” The butler rolled his eyes, “No way. He made me swear and promise that I won't let you leave the mansion.” “Tsk,” Jimmy pouted. “He treats me like a prisoner. I am so tired of this.”

Kaelus didn't even blink at the bloody display unfolding right in front of him. "Raipherze! I—I heard the Duke talking to the head butler!" the young man who leaked the information blurted out, shivering in pure terror as he stared at his comrade's mangled face. "You just said Lancaster." "It—it was just a stopover, Your Grace! The Duke owns a massive estate in Raipherze. Back when he proposed to the lady—" "Enough," Kaelus cut him off sharply. His chest heaved with a quiet fury, entirely unwilling to hear a single word about his woman's past with another man.

My best friend and I. A witch and a Fae from Whisperwood. I have the blood of a Seer. My three rune bones can see a kingdom's rise and fall. She's a gold-touched Fae. Born to attract wealth. One roll of the dice in a goblin casino, and she'd empty their vault. When we were eighteen, we found a disgraced Grand Duke in the capital's slums. His stepmother had thrown him out. We saved him. She amassed his gold. I spun his fate. We helped him claw his way back to the capital. He took back his land. His scepter. The first thing he did? He asked my best friend to marry him. They had a son. A gifted heir. I grew tired of the noble squabbles. I went back to my hidden cottage in the woods. Ten years l