What's Wrong With You Duke Novels & Stories

The Duke asked, annoyed. The men felt awkward, looking down. "He wanted to tell you that if you don't give him a grandchild, he'll keep disturbing your territory and run havoc." "Ugh... That old man." The Duke groaned, catching up with what the men meant. He massaged his temples, grabbed his phone, and dialed a number. As soon as the call was answered, he yelled at the man on the other line. "Pops! What the hell?! I almost killed your men!" The Duke's demeanor changed from fierce to unexpectedly vulnerable, and his own men chuckled secretly at witnessing this rare moment.

"Whitney, why did you do that? Do you know what you have caused us to go through all these years? Do you know how I have spent days and nights looking for my son? What did you tell him? That his father is dead huh? Do you realize the mess you have caused? Now the two siblings felt for each other because of your stupid ego! I was ready to face my mistakes but you taking my son away from me was the biggest mistake you made and I might take action against it! You even got married and you didn't bother to tell anyone! Who does that!? Duke was so angry. He yelled at me, causing attention.

"Well, yes, of course I pushed him! But that's not the point! There's no support in this pack, none at all..." His voice trailed off as he met up with the Doctor and they moved further away from us. "That's some Alpha you have there, Grace." Duke said softly, all of his anger disappearing. "The best of the best. Why are you here Duke, and why do you look like shit?" I sniffed the air, feeling my own anger grow. "Whose blood is that?" I demanded "Grace--" "Whose. Blood. Is. That?" I muttered through gritted teeth.

“Have you even had breakfast?” “Sometimes I forget that I'm pregnant.” Kim said, realizing how hungry she was. “You two go ahead, I'll join you shortly.” “We are not leaving without you.” Ana said to her but the door opened and Santos majestically stride in. “What are you doing here?” Ana stood up and happily hugged him. He was neatly dressed in a dark blue three piece suit. “Did you two forget about your royal duties today? Duchess of Sussex is arriving in an hour, mother gave you instructions and here you are.” He looked around.

I repeatedly stressed, "We have very limited funds, and we're not wealthy. Why do you always insist on buying things we can't afford?" In response, she went and posted about me on a social media influencer's page dedicated to relationship advice.

Was there an impending danger? By nature, the Duke was a quiet, brooding man who had not hesitated to claim her friendship however she fought. His tendency to evade questions, and pry deep into matters that were not of his concern, made Beth unsettled. He would somehow get the other person to pour out their truth, while all he would give of his were his exhalation. But Beth had to admit that at the base of her thoughts she wished a male friend to tell of the tales of men and their endless escapades, like Eric had told. She was glad the Duke was hers, and even though she doubted getting such unholy tales, she would still be entertained, wouldn't she?

Her gaze flicked to the Duke, searching for any hint of what he might be thinking, but his expression remained inscrutable, like a stone wall. "I don’t know what you think you’ve discovered, Thomas," the Duke said, his voice calm, but there was an edge to it that Victoria had never heard before. "But if this is about my dealings with Victoria, you’re mistaken. Whatever it is you think is happening, you're wrong."

It was the Christ the King celebration, and he was to chair the fair trade and the commissioning of the grotto that followed the procession, until Fabian appeared with news he had assumed he had dealt with temporarily. “What still holds her death? Why does she still roam the manor?” He stopped in front of Fabian to ask, even when he had been told the reason a thousand times. Fabian just stood in the darkness of the room, staring back at Edric and wishing he could control himself. “I am so close to being the next duke, so close to sitting on that seat of power and dining with the king,” he said aloud as he resumed pacing the room again, not caring if anyone overheard him.

The duke’s hands clenched as he turned away, leaving Shawn behind as he rushed back to his room. Shawn watched his father who ran away in fear with a twisted smile. “It seemed true that there is someone father fears the most in Agios. I wonder who it could be.” He hummed. The duke who had retired to his office, rushed to open all the shelves inside his room. He had forgotten where he had put ‘those items’ but he was certain it is somewhere in his office. After a long hour of ransacking his place to the point that if one was to come in the office, they would have thought a robber had come into the room, in search of wealth to steal, but the Duke finally found a treasure box that looked small

It felt as if I moved an inch that mom would smack my head because I could see how angry she looked, so I stayed put, not breaking eye contact as I spoke. "Am not with any gun". I said and her eyes narrowed. "Jessica don't joke around with me". Mom warned. "I told you I am not with any gun mom". I stated plainly. "Mom, what's wrong?". I heard Rebecca ask as she stood at the stairs. "Nothing... Rebecca". Mom said to Rebecca.