The Heiress Gets A Duke Novels & Stories

And I think she likes this kind of topic just like how Elena loves politics "First is the heir of the southern duke, Sir Calix Finiell. Among the ladies in social circle, He is the most popular. Being the only heir of one of the dukes and being able to have a contracted spirit at the age of 17. He's a genius whom every ladies adored" I wasn't surprised when she mentioned Calix because I knew very well how popular he is by reading the novel. He's a male lead for a reason I platered an awkward smile as she finished her breathe taking explanation

The Old Duke invited Heath and Miriam to sit down and asked the maids to serve their breakfast. After they sat down, Harriet could see that the expression on her brother's face was unreadable. She had already explained everything to her brother, that she made a deal with the Old Duke and became Almandine's daughter-in-law for his sake. But of course, Heath couldn't accept it right away. What's more, Heath was really scared of Liam. "When are you going to the capital to talk to the Emperor?" asked the Old Duke, opening up a conversation with Harriet.

The car purred through the dark streets toward Duchess’s estate. Billie carries the Sierra blood. She’s the rightful heiress to an empire worth billions. And more importantly… she belongs to us. Body and soul. We intend to keep her for eternity. Duchess’s poisonous tongue just signed her own death warrant. No one warns our girl to run. No one tries to take her away from us. I chambered a round with a soft click and leaned back in the seat. Time to remind Duchess exactly why she used to call me Master.

"Rather, while you're in prison, the heir, Verena Zielle, will replace in for you until she's ready to be Duchess." At the mentioned of 'Heir' and 'Duchess', it was enough to make her step family and father widened their eyes in disbelief, as if they were betrayed by her. "It is an honour, Your Majesty." As a gesture of respect, Verena bent her head slightly and placed her hand on her chest. "Heir?! What is Your Majesty talking about?!" Lorcan was visibly outraged as he realized Verena's plan's true goal, and his blood began to boil.

“The Duke already splits it with fire and blade. Eloria poisons it with lies. What more can I lose by claiming what is mine?” Darian stepped closer, his tone like steel. “You could lose everyone. The lords will not kneel to a hidden heiress revealed overnight. They will fight you as fiercely as they fight him.” Her heart pounded. The truth in his words struck deeper than she wished. She had dreamed of unmasking herself and having the world bend to its rightful heir. But crowns were not earned by dreams. Kaelen’s hand found hers, steady. “Then we make them kneel,” he said.

The old guard said in a whisper maybe forgetting that the Prince could hear even a pin drop. “What lord? And what concerns a lord with my affairs?” He was already tired of talking nicely, if he wanted the girl, he would have taken her without any explanation, no one will have any complaints by virtue of his status but he decided to compensate him and they all decide to pay back with defiance. “A duke already made payment for the girl and is meant to go home with her after the auction.”

"I’ve always known that. I know you don’t really like me." "That’s not..." "You look at me like I'm a chore you're forced to complete. And I know you probably disliked me even before you met me," she continued, her voice shaking despite her effort to keep it steady. "Because of what you might have read about me, What people said 'The rebellious heiress'. I know you had your opinion formed already." His jaw tightened. He looked at her for just a brief moment, something unreadable flickering across his eyes. He didn't offer a defense or an explanation, he just turned back toward the door.

I asked. "I'm asking you to consider whether you want to spend the rest of your life hiding in this keep," Vex said flatly. "Because that's one option. You can probably survive here through the winter. You might even survive the spring, if you're lucky. But eventually, the Scourge is going to move north again, and this keep won't protect you indefinitely. The other option is to start training now, to prepare for a time when you might be able to fight back. To be part of something more than just survival." There was silence in the hall. Everyone was thinking the same thing I was—that we were being offered a terrible choice between different types of death.

The audience was mesmerized, marveling at her skill. Tiffany, who was the heiress of McAuley Group, possessed both beauty and intelligence. She had excelled in her studies since childhood and mastered multiple languages, winning first place at international ballet competitions at the age of 12. She had truly won the life lottery, as she was rich, talented, and beautiful.