The Heiress Gets A Duke Novels & Stories

He received his title as duke. “The verdict hearing is next week.” “She won’t get anything from me.” That sounded like a relief. The people of Dunhill wouldn’t know what it was like to have a duchess like Aquela. Chris was paying her back in kind. “So now we just have to wait for King to wake up,” Pandora murmured, gazing at Chris with a serene expression. “He’ll wake so soon.” Let’s hope so.

she said, taking a few steps backward. “Marcus,” I reached out to my personal assistant, someone that is now my brother. I took him to be my blood. He’s the only one I talk to and mostly take advice from. “See to it that she feels comfortable,” I commanded, not even daring to look at her twice before leaving. I made my way to my study room rather than go to my room and start imagining the impossible. I never knew the heiress of Lancaster could be this beautiful. I’ve always thought she was ugly, and that’s why she refused to come out to the world. But staring at her from my window in the study room. Damn! She’s so pretty.

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.

With all courage I gently said, "I am Celestine Duke, the Heiress of Vamparia, please let me enter the heart of the palace." Sweat was dropping on the floor where I was standing, and the door unexpectedly opened after a few seconds, giving me shivers. The light that comes from the room has blinded my eye, and I'm reawakening my expectations, hoping that this time I won't be disappointed, and would receive a gift.

she began pacing up and down happily, "This… is great news." Her mother could not help but give her a glare, "So how does this cure our hunger Monica?" The younger lady turned quickly, smiling brighter than she'd done in a long time, "Don't you understand? The new Duke is quite young, charming and very vulnerable. And most especially, " she swirled with pride while waving her red hair, "He'll be searching for a duchess. Young and beautiful. If I could get there, I may make him return our Scottish lands to us!"

An heir. Some people even started calling him The Billionaire’s Heir—not just for his lineage, but because of his looks, charm, and ease with people. He was every bit the prince in the spotlight—yet the shadows of his past never quite left him. “The night is still young, Duke,” a voice called from behind him. “Why aren’t you down there, dancing with the girls?” He turned slightly and saw Addison, his cousin—twenty-six years old, the eldest daughter of Aunt Danica. She leaned casually against the doorframe, a glass of wine in hand, her dark red dress hugging her curves elegantly.

"I cant do this to her. It's going to kill her. At anytime, I could be in a lockdown again and maybe not come out of it." "So don't. Leave his majesty's army." "I cant. No one does." "You could if you were a future duke." "But I..." "That is what I wanted to talk to you about, Austin. As part of her dowry, if the man she married cared for her and he loved her the way she loved him, the title of duke is passed to him. I have no male relatives that are close enough to count." "Me? A duke?" "Yes. Dont say anything to Nicole. She doesn't know. No one knew. Do you accept?"

I wanted to call out for help, but a part of me suspected I might be kidnapped, and alerting whoever was holding me might not be the best idea. I slipped on my slippers and stood up, feeling a bit dizzy. My head throbbed, but I managed to move forward. I gripped my hairpin tightly, using it as a makeshift defense. As I stepped out of the room, I took in the grandeur of the mansion. It was huge, even bigger than mine, and beautifully decorated. The walls were painted white, and the hallway was adorned with various art pieces. The opulence suggested that my kidnapper was wealthy, which made me wonder what their motives were because it was clear that they don't need money from me.

Eynas assisted his queen in her seat. Astra put her face to his face. She looked at him and smiled. "I'm fine" she mumbled and turned her redhead in front of her broods. "Let's welcome, the first heiress of the Erasmus Kingdom!" She growls. "And I declare war among dragons and humans! We will restore our dragon power, the Heart of Magic from them! Scream for me! Scream!" Astra made an extreme growl and all of them made a rumbling sound.

They called her a stray dog dressed in silk. Her husband choked her in a wedding shop. Her sister shoved her under a car. Her family danced on her grave before the dirt was cold. Then she opened her eyes seven years in the past. "You think you can break me twice, Kyle?" "Celine, I made a mistake. I was blind. Just give me one more chance and I'll spend the rest of my life proving." "You had your chance. You used it to destroy me." "I love you." "You loved the version of me that was stupid enough to believe you." She came back with a colder heart, a sharper mind, and the kind of rage that doesn't scream. It plans. But Celine didn't expect Aron Caruso. The man who ordered her burial i