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Dark Romance
Fast-Paced Plot
Third-Person POV
Dominant
Heir/Heirness
Vampire
Forbidden Love
Love at First Sight
Revenge
In the opulent world of 18th century England, Lady Victoria Windsor, Duchess of Sussex, is a force to be reckoned with. Beautiful, cunning, and determined, Victoria navigates the treacherous waters of high society, hiding secrets and scandals beneath her polished facade. When the mysterious and powerful Duke of Marlborough arrives on the scene, Victoria's world is turned upside down. As she becomes embroiled in the Duke's plans for revenge, Victoria must confront her own desires and the consequences of her actions. Will Victoria's secrets destroy her marriage, her reputation, and her future?
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The Duchess's Desire Whispers of Temptation
The carriage ride home was suffocating. The tension between Victoria and Lord Thomas was a thick, heavy thing, pressing against her chest like a vice. He hadn't spoken a word since they left the ball, but his grip on his cane was so tight that his knuckles had turned white.Victoria kept her gaze forward, willing herself to remain composed, but she could feel his eyes burning into her profile. When the carriage finally pulled up to the estate, Thomas stepped out first, offering no hand to assist her down.As soon as the doors shut behind them, he spoke."You humiliated me tonight," Thomas said, his voice deadly calm.Victoria removed her gloves slowly, not looking at him. "I don’t know what you mean, my lord."His hand snapped out, gripping her wrist so tightly that she gasped. "Do not play games with me, Victoria. I saw you with him."She jerked her hand free, rubbing her wrist as she stepped back. "You saw a conversation. Nothing more.""A conversation?" He let out a bitter laugh. "
Last Updated : 2025-03-13The Duchess's Desire The Duke of Marlborough
The ballroom was still alive with murmurs and stolen glances as Lady Victoria stepped onto the terrace, her pulse hammering beneath her corset. The cool night air did nothing to soothe the fire raging within her. She could still feel the Duke of Marlborough’s touch lingering on her skin, his voice curling around her like silk.Behind her, the heavy drapes shifted, and a shadow emerged.“You left rather abruptly, Your Grace,” the Duke’s voice drawled, thick with amusement.Victoria spun to face him, her mask of composure slipping into place. “Is that a complaint, Your Grace?”His lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. “An observation.”She turned her gaze toward the moonlit gardens. “I found the air inside… stifling.”The Duke stepped closer, the scent of expensive cologne and something distinctly male enveloping her senses. “Or perhaps,” he murmured, “you found our conversation a little too stimulating?”Her breath hitched, but she refused to let him see the effect he had on her. “Yo
Last Updated : 2025-03-13The Duchess's Desire Shadows of betrayal
The silence in the room was deafening, broken only by the shallow, uneven breathing of its occupants. Victoria stood frozen in place, her gaze darting between Thomas's livid face and James, whose fists clenched at his sides. The atmosphere was thick with tension, a storm waiting to break. "Explain yourself, Victoria," Thomas demanded, his voice low but trembling with fury. "I'll give you one chance. What is the meaning of this?" "Thomas, it's not what it looks like," she started, her voice weak, unsure. "Then what *is* it?" he snapped, stepping closer, his towering frame casting a long shadow over her. "I walk in to find my wife alone in her chambers with a *servant*, and you expect me to believe it's innocent?" James took a step forward, his expression defiant. "Your Grace, with all due respect, this isn't-" "Do not speak!" Thomas barked, cutting him off. His glare was icy, and his hand twitched at his side, as if restraining himself from further action. "Thomas, please," Victo
Last Updated : 2025-03-12The Duchess's Desire The Price of Desire
The ballroom of Windsor Manor glittered with opulence, a dazzling display of wealth and status. Chandeliers dripped with crystals, and golden candelabras cast flickering light across the sea of silks and velvets. The air buzzed with polite conversation, the occasional ripple of laughter, and the clink of champagne flutes. Yet, beneath the glittering façade, tension brewed.Victoria Windsor stood at the edge of the room, her emerald gown perfectly tailored, her diamond necklace a testament to her station. She was every inch the Duchess of Sussex, untouchable and untarnished. But she could feel the weight of eyes on her-watching, waiting, judging.James was among the footmen lining the walls, his gray eyes lingering on her longer than propriety allowed. It was a dangerous game, one that had already spiraled too far out of control. Victoria felt the heat of his gaze, and her pulse quickened, a reminder of the fire they had ignited in each other just nights before."Victoria."She turned
Last Updated : 2025-03-12The Duchess's Desire Tangled Lies
The first light of dawn crept into Windsor Manor, casting golden streaks across the ornate tapestries that adorned the walls. Victoria stirred awake on the chaise in her private sitting room. The soft embers of the dying fire crackled faintly in the hearth. She blinked, the events of the night before rushing back to her in vivid detail-James's hands on her, the taste of his kiss, the fire that had consumed them both.She turned her head, expecting to see him still there, but the room was empty. Her silk dressing gown clung to her skin, wrinkled and slightly askew. She rose slowly, her heart a whirlwind of emotions-desire, guilt, and something dangerously close to regret.A soft knock at the door startled her. She rushed to adjust her gown, smoothing her hair before calling out, "Enter."Lady Catherine Markham stepped inside, her sharp blue eyes taking in the scene with unsettling precision. "You look positively ravaged, my dear," she remarked, closing the door behind her.Victoria for
Last Updated : 2025-03-12The Duchess's Desire A fire in the dark
The servants had long since retired, and the grand halls of Windsor Manor were cloaked in shadows, lit only by the faint flicker of wall sconces. Victoria Windsor paced her private sitting room, her bare feet soundless against the plush rug. Her emerald silk dressing gown clung to her figure, its deep neckline daring even in the privacy of her chambers. The air was heavy with the scent of lavender and the faint trace of wine from dinner earlier that evening.A knock on the door broke the silence.She froze, her heart quickening. It was past midnight-no one should be visiting her at this hour. Crossing the room, she hesitated before opening the door just wide enough to see who had disturbed her solitude.James Parker stood on the other side, his dark hair slightly disheveled, his gray eyes calm but unreadable. He was still dressed in his simple servant's attire, though his cravat was loosened, giving him an air of quiet defiance."Mr. Parker," she said, her voice steady despite the sud
Last Updated : 2025-03-12The Duchess's Desire Whispers behind velvet curtains
The drawing room of Windsor Manor was aglow with the warm light of an early afternoon sun filtering through lace-draped windows. Ornate golden frames housed oil paintings of stern-faced ancestors who seemed to disapprove of every hushed conversation and sidelong glance exchanged in the grand house. A clock ticked methodically from the marble mantelpiece, filling the room with its faint, incessant rhythm. Lady Victoria Windsor, Duchess of Sussex, sat poised on a velvet settee, her emerald silk day dress flowing elegantly around her. In one hand, she held a porcelain teacup, though the tea had long gone cold. Across from her, Lady Catherine Markham reclined casually, her sapphire dress a perfect contrast to the gilded upholstery. "So," Catherine said, setting down her own cup with a faint clink. "Are we going to address the rather intriguing figure of James Parker*loitering in shadowed corners, or are we going to pretend your little midnight rendezvous on the balcony never happened?"
Last Updated : 2025-03-12The Duchess's Desire The Duchess of Silk and Shadows
The Sussex Ball was in full swing, with the grand ballroom of Windsor Manor alive with music, laughter, and the clinking of crystal glasses. The golden chandeliers cast their warm glow over the assembled nobility, creating the illusion of a perfect world-a world of wealth, refinement, and carefully crafted masks. At the center of it all stood Lady Victoria Windsor, Duchess of Sussex, adorned in an emerald silk gown that clung to her slender waist before cascading to the floor in shimmering waves. Diamonds sparkled at her neck and ears, but it was her sharp hazel eyes and confident smile that held the true power. She was untouchable, unshakable-at least on the surface. Beside her, Lady Catherine Markham, her dearest friend and confidante, sipped from a glass of champagne, her sapphire gown scandalously low-cut. Her auburn hair glowed like fire under the candlelight, and her sharp tongue was as quick as ever. "Victoria, my darling," Catherine drawled, her lips curving into a knowing
Last Updated : 2025-03-12
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The Duchess of Silk and Shadows
The Sussex Ball was in full swing, with the grand ballroom of Windsor Manor alive with music, laughter, and the clinking of crystal glasses. The golden chandeliers cast their warm glow over the assembled nobility, creating the illusion of a perfect world-a world of wealth, refinement, and carefully crafted masks. At the center of it all stood Lady Victoria Windsor, Duchess of Sussex, adorned in an emerald silk gown that clung to her slender waist before cascading to the floor in shimmering waves. Diamonds sparkled at her neck and ears, but it was her sharp hazel eyes and confident smile that held the true power. She was untouchable, unshakable-at least on the surface. Beside her, Lady Catherine Markham, her dearest friend and confidante, sipped from a glass of champagne, her sapphire gown scandalously low-cut. Her auburn hair glowed like fire under the candlelight, and her sharp tongue was as quick as ever. "Victoria, my darling," Catherine drawled, her lips curving into a knowing ...
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