Novels by Author Daniella (Dannywrites)

The next morning, the rain had stopped, leaving London under a pale, cold fog.I woke up slow, the silk sheets of Julian’s bed feeling incredibly soft against my bare skin. My whole body felt heavy, a dull, deep ache resting right between my thighs. It was a constant reminder of exactly what he had done to me against that glass window hours ago. I rolled over, my eyes searching the massive, modern bedroom.The bed beside me was empty, the sheets already cold. My heart did a sudden, painful drop. The reality of the situation hit me like a slap to the face. Julian was forty-five. He was a billionaire. He was my father's best friend. Last night was a beautiful, dirty sin, but today was real life. Had he already left? Was he regretting what he did to a twenty-two-year-old girl?Before the panic could completely take over, the bathroom door opened.Julian walked out, and my breath instantly caught in my throat. He had a white towel wrapped around his waist, his broad chest and stomach stil

The rain in London always felt heavier when you are at somewhere you don’t belong.I stood near the big floor-to-ceiling windows of Julian’s penthouse. Down below, the city lights blurred into a messy sea of gold and grey. In my hand, the glass of scotch felt freezing against my skin, but inside, my whole body was burning. I adjusted the thin strap of my black silk dress, watching my reflection in the dark glass. At twenty-two, I looked exactly like what I was a young girl playing a dangerous game with a man who had already mastered it before I was even born.Julian Vance. He was forty-five, a billionaire whose name could change the stock market with one word, and my father’s closest business partner. He was the definition of untouchable. Everyone respected him. Everyone feared him. He was supposed to be completely off-limits to someone like me.Until tonight."You’re going to break that glass if you hold it any tighter, Lia," his voice came out of the shadows of the large, dimly lit

“You definitely know you don’t need some tequila shots before you can ride me to hell and back,” Jack said while dropping the shot on the table. It was in a small but cute white cup transparent and clear enough for me to see the fluid I had gulped down a few minutes ago.“Fuck, it’s hot as ever,” I muttered. It burnt down my throat while I jiggled it and swallowed it lightly. I looked at it while I maintained my composure.“I mixed it with some gin,” Jack confessed while he laughed at me, seeing the way I had squeezed my face like that of an old lady.Jack was way older than me. And a quick introduction before anyone starts to ask me questions that are quite inappropriate: Jack was my mechanic well, he wasn't definitely just a mechanic, but he knew best how to make me feel like a woman unlike bob . He knew how to make me feel like I was the only one in the world. There were a lot of men in the world with dicks, but Jack? Jack was loyal, and his dick belonged to me.He wasn’t like Bo

It was late already, and it was starting to get windy. My body got cold, the wind brushing against my skin in a manner I couldn’t quite describe. The more I tried covering my body with my clothes, the more I realized I had forgotten they were quite wet,wet enough for me to have a cold and not recover from it. I held my umbrella tightly, clutching it within my palms while I stared at the road ahead.“Bob isn’t here yet?” I questioned. I had gotten off my shift really late at work and, you know what? When I absolutely thought things would get better, my phone stopped working immediately after water dropped on the screen.I felt like screaming it all out, yet something kept reminding me that Bob was nearby - my husband, Bob. The one who claimed to love me like his life depended on it. To be very honest, Bob was everything. He was kind, he was good, he was special to me, and he was loving.But… there was one thing that made it super hazardous: his sex was bad.I rushed towards the house

Kate's POV The rain had stopped, and the sun was coming through the window in long, golden lines. I woke up slowly, feeling a heavy, warm weight over my waist. I opened my eyes and saw Jack’s arm. He was still asleep behind me, holding me close. I could feel his steady breath on the back of my neck. My body felt a little sore, but it was a good kind of sore. It reminded me of everything we did on the sofa last night.I turned around carefully to look at him. Even in his sleep, Jack looked strong. His face was calm, and his thick eyelashes rested on his tan skin. I reached out and ran my fingers over his chest hair. I couldn't believe it. My best friend was finally in my bed.Jack’s eyes fluttered open. When he saw me, a big, lazy smile grew on his face. He pulled me closer until our noses were touching."Good morning, beautiful," he whispered. His voice was deep and raspy from sleep."Good morning," I said. "Did you sleep okay?""Best sleep of my life," he said. He moved his hand dow

Kate's POV My best friend’s name is Jack. We have been friends since we were little kids. He is tall, he has kind eyes, and he is very, very strong. He is always there for me. If I am sad, he makes me laugh. If I need help, he is the first person I call. But lately, when I look at him, I don't feel like a "friend" anymore. I feel a fire in my stomach. I want him to hold me. I want him to look at me and see a woman, not just the girl he grew up with.It was a very rainy Tuesday night. The thunder was loud, and the rain was hitting my windows very hard. I was home alone, and I was feeling very lonely. I decided to call Jack."Hey," I said when he picked up. "The storm is very bad. Are you busy?""I’m never too busy for you, Kate," he said. His voice was warm and deep. "I’ll be there in ten minutes."When he arrived, he was soaking wet. His t-shirt was stuck to his chest, and I could see the shape of his hard muscles and his abs underneath. His hair was messy and dripping. He looked so

Catherine’s POV.The door opened, and I saw some ladies walk in with a tray. I tried to lift my body up from the bed, but I realized I had so much pain hovering all over my body.I sobbed, “Mom, I'm sorry," I whispered. One of the maids, I guess, came towards me.“Good morning, ma. Your highness asked us to dress you up to meet the greatest Alpha of the Uranus kingdom," she said, bowing her head. I couldn't say a word but instead turned to the other side of the bed.“We are sorry, but young Alpha Ethan said if you don't get dressed, you might not like the punishment he would give you." Immediately hearing those words, I sniffed back my tears. I never wanted to experience what I had experienced last night.“Ethan, the demon," I smirked. That was the devil's name.I gently stood up, realizing the handcuffs were gone. I tried walking when I almost tripped.“Easy, ma," the maids gathered around me, helping me towards the bathroom.“Clean up the mess," one of the maids said. Some left, I g

Catherine's POVTriggering warning ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️🚫 A hard slap landed on my body, and I woke up to see the demon right in front of me, fuming.I gulped down my spit, mustering my confidence. "Why do you keep injuring me?" I asked furiously, his cold gaze falling upon me."Who is Noah?" he asked. "Noah," I whispered after a moment, and he hit his hand on the bed."Who the hell is Noah? Why do you keep mentioning him?" he asked in annoyance. I stammered in fear, gripping my gown tightly."You know, all I wanted was to treat you like a princess, but you don't want that. Instead, I will treat you however I want. I will make you feel the pain I felt," he uttered, his voice sounding cold.I didn't know when I went down on my knees. "I'm sorry, please just free me. I have nothing in common with you. I'm just a mere human," I said, tears forming in the corners of my eyes."You kept mentioning this damn guy called Noah, and I spent years searching for you. You will be mine," he said, his veins exp

Catherine's POVI had been locked inside the room and tried to find all possible means to get out, but unfortunately, my plans were abortive.I sat down on the bed, wondering, "Is Noah not going to come and find me?" I questioned myself, folding my arms angrily, waiting for the person who locked me up.I didn't know when sleep overcame me, and the door unlocked. I could hear the footsteps of the person walking towards me.A weight was beside me on my bed, and he began to touch my eye and hair."Do you know how long I've been looking for you?" He questioned me softly.What was he trying to do? I questioned myself inwardly, still pretending to be asleep."I can't believe I've met you, but I will never let go of you," he stated aggressively.He gently placed his lips on mine, and my heart raced fast. This was my first time having an encounter with a guy who wanted to have sex with me.I closed my eyes shut, and I didn't know when I uttered a statement."Noah," I said. If I let him take m

Ethan pov. In the evening, I sat down at my lounge with my best friend, Fredrick. We sat down gisting all throughout as the fresh breeze blew to us. “If I find my mate today, I will make her my bride and make her have a heir without escaping,” I uttered to Frederick who burst out laughing. A frown rested on my face as I watched him. ‘What was he trying to do? Mocking me?’ I thought as I stared at him. “I need an explanation Mr man,” I growled at him “Doesn't it sound weird for you to meet your mate at first sight and then have her on your bed without expressing any form of mutual feeling?” he chuckled at me. I looked at him with an annoying gaze. “Come on man, it doesn't make sense,” he said with a serious tone. “And I will show you, it definitely makes sense,” I replied to him.. “I will see you tomorrow, I need to rest my head,” I uttered, standing up in anger. “Ummm..sorry man, see you tomorrow when you cool down,” he said, chuckling. I snarled at him and went to my

Catherine's POV Walking through the tunnel, I kept returning to the same spot. I felt tired and at the same time regretting my decisions, I wanted to go back home. All of a sudden, I felt weak. My body stiffened, and I could barely move an inch. “Oh, my mom, I'm sorry, I didn't listen," I said with tears forming in my eyes. I managed to sit down, taking my backpack. I gulped down some water. Everything was dark, and I began to fear. The atmosphere was silent, making everything creepy. All of a sudden, my necklace began to glitter. I gasped in shock. “What's going on? Fantasy is really happening to me," I whispered as the necklace produced light. I stood up, following the light of my mom's necklace. This time around, walking through the tunnel, I didn't make a mistake. I walked through the passage of every tunnel, following the direction until I reached a dead-end. Suddenly, the lights on my necklace flew off like butterflies and formed a teleportation portal. Confused, I rea

Catherine's POV. I got home early and went into the kitchen to make some meals before Mom's arrival. Just after I finished dishing the food for dinner, she arrived home. I quickly rushed to hug her. "Welcome home, Mom," I said with a sign of excitement. "Oh, God, I'm so tired," touching her elbow, she went directly to the dining table to sit down, dropping what she bought. While eating, I brought up a conversation. "Mom, I finally found a suitor," I told her with excitement. She looked at me with disbelief. "How did you get a suitor?" she asked me back. "Mom, never mind about it. I will bring him over to you," I replied. Joy was written all over her face; she could not believe I found a suitor. "I will be expecting him," she stated as we munched our food. "Mummy, do you believe in werewolves?" I asked unconsciously as Mom sat her food and she stood up immediately. I could see the nervousness in her, which I found difficult to understand why she reacted in that way. "Don't e