The First Night With The Duke Novels & Stories

bigger. "You heard one, then?" Night remarked, his murky eyes interested. His midnight hair was pinned at his neck, and framed his strong face wonderfully. I saw it, then. Another flash of surprise as Night noticed the amulet I wore. He too smothered the emotion, and gave no mention of it ever occurring. There was this sparkle of mischief deep in his eyes, which I found troubling for some reason. "It must've been truly determined for you to hear, if it went through the trouble of projecting into your thoughts. Perhaps one of your ancestors made a few enemies. The Ghouls seemed particularly riled by your presence." "Ey, girl!" Duke grunted, emerging from the forest line as he strolled down th

Adina deliberately acted pouty and grabbed his collar. As soon as she grabbed his collar, she saw the lust in Duke’s eyes. She quickly let go. “I-I’ll go see the children.” “It’s quiet outside. The children should be sleeping by now.” Duke’s voice became hoarse. “Addy, let me make up for our wedding night with you, okay?” “I did not ask for it…” Adina glared at him angrily. But this did nothing to deter him. Duke gently pulled her wrist, and she fell into his arms.

I'll have to learn this job quickly! I light the candles around the room in quick succession, snuffing out the candle in my hand. The Duke was staring me, waiting for me, and I quickly understand he wants me to divest him of his nightgown. I grab the bottom and rip the fabric over his head and replace the nightshirt with the exercise shirt. I was hoping my seeing him naked from the night before had quelled the hungry attraction for the man. Nope! I still like what I see! The room was a little chilly because the coals from the fireplace were nearly

She tipped her head back and sighed as he surged. The next few moments brought only the hush, the panting and stroking, the awareness of each other via long looks and sleepy smiles. He shook out his shoul- ders and released her. Tabby stretched out like a cat and fell back with a sigh, then watched his shadow in the bathroom as he cleaned himself up. Strolling back to the bedroom, Duke dragged his feet and yawned, then flopped down on the bed. Face squashed into the bedding, he mumbled something she couldn’t understand.

The fire that ate the rose scented paper left but only the one single torn paper with words written in a beautiful yet sorrowful cursive letters, ‘Forever, I will love you. The Duke then slumped down the plush couch, sitting down to watch the crackling fireplace and recalling the first time he had met the most beautiful woman in the world, the woman whose name was Elizabeth. In the past, the duke was not as smart nor firm as now. He was someone with a big greed but no courage. His brother would always fight for the seat as the next Duke and while his greed also want to become the Duke, he was not as strong as his older brother nor as smart as his second older brother. He was someone who the

Missing him pulls at my chest like a quiet ache, though knowing he’s away brings relief. We are presented. “His Grace, Duke Noah Wingknight of the Northern Reaches, and Her Grace, the Duchess Paige.” Quiet hangs heavy. After a breath, voices rise - sharper now, buzzing with heat instead of calm. Here they arrive. Curious ones first. Then those who mean trouble. Followed by quiet plotters slipping in behind. “Duchess, we heard such tales of your… resilience in the North. How… rustic it must be.” A lady with sapphires in her hair.

“And you already decided you’re coming home with us, so there’s no point wasting energy pretending otherwise.” Juliette’s jaw dropped. She half-laughed, half-choked. “Wow. At least let a woman have some pride.” Duke moved like a fucking viper one second surveying the room, the next his hand was in her hair, threading through those thick dark strands and tilting her head back just the way I’d fantasized about earlier. Then he angled her toward me and dipped low, whispering in her ear, “Who needs pride when you could be coming in five minutes?”

she asked, her voice quieter now, more uncertain. Just a few minutes ago, she had been excited to spend the whole day with him. Now, after his silence, after the way he hadn’t even acknowledged what the worker said, her chest felt tight. Was that all last night meant to him? Was she just another ghost from his past, making the mistake of thinking she could come back and matter again? Duke finally looked at her. “We’ll head to the stables first. One of the cows gave birth early this morning—I need to check on it,” he said, nodding politely to the staff before walking ahead.

I averted back my eyes outside. "Then let me make you believe." I faced him in my forehead knotted. "What do you really want, Duke?" "I already told you. I want us to work-" "Yea, I already know that you want us to work out but why me? We don't even know each other and you just met me that day. Are you playing on me because there is something happened that night?" "What?!" He looks at me unbelievable. "I ain't like the man you were thinking, Christmas. I'm not playing here and I can't do that to you." He said sounded like I offended him.

“Goodnight Vanessa.” I went to my own room, and I took a sleeping pill to make sure the death report wouldn’t keep me awake. The next morning, I could sleep in a bit because I had the day off. I took a long shower and put on a light blue summer dress and sneakers. I braided my long hair and went off to meet Duke at the gate. My heart jumped when he walked out of the car looking sexy as ever in some washed-out jeans and a white t-shirt. I jumped into his arms and gave him a long kiss while brushing my hands through his curls. Duke laughed and softly put me back on the ground, “Hi beautiful. I must say that is a nice way to be welcomed.” His eyes gazed over my body and face, “You look gorgeous