روايات وقصص ضمن 101 Dalmatian Street Fanfiction

“What do you mean? I called the tenant last night, but he told me you weren’t there.” I’m doomed. It’s that Daniel Manzo’s fault. While wishing him to get into an accident for seducing me last night, I noticed my mother’s gaze which was contained with worry. Let me clear this situation first before thinking of another matters. Daniel Manzo.. is not my husband. I gulped, establishing my white lie again, “Ma, you know that the owner is quite old and tends to forget about things. Ha… ha…” I blinked my eyes, discerning if that lie was convincing enough.

Date = 8 November Another day. Another secret. Place = San Francisco (Damion’s house) The devil also needs a home. POV - Melaena I’ve never been to Satan’s lair … aka Damion’s place. Not once. Never been invited. Never allowed. Never even accidentally wandered in while drunk and confused. Okay, fine, he’s only been living on his own for about two years, and I was gone for one of those, but still. Details.

"Yes, Kayler Brown lived in the house on the left, but he fell in love with Carolina Lane when she first moved here with her mother. Just like you. Well, that’s what my mom told me." "I see." So Damian lived in the house on the right, where I saw all those kids swimming. "And how old is Cristine?" "She's young, only thirteen. Damian is seventeen." I nodded, thinking I had already learned too much, just hoping Lana wouldn’t think poorly of me. "Have you seen any dangerous animals around here?" Lana hesitated a bit before answering. "No, just a few common wolves, but they’re harmless, believe me." I narrowed my eyes.

“Oh darling, you didn’t know? Elena was quite literally picked up off the street. Dante has such a soft spot for strays.” Heat climbs my neck. Not embarrassment. Pure, clean rage. I smile, sweet and sharp. “Funny you mention strays, Svetlana. In my line of work I see quite a few. Especially the ones who keep crawling back to the same terrible plastic surgeon.” The blonde’s frozen smile twitches.

This man’ she whispered inwardly, he was going to be the end of her. “I am not cock hungry Daddy. I want an ice cream.” Dante smiled, wrapping away the passionate glare for the first time since she started reading to him. “What is sunshine craving?” “Ice cream and a shawarma.” she bit lightly on her lower lips and he flashed her a smile getting on his feet and grabbing the car keep. “I will be right back. He whispered and Elena nodded. Dante had just gotten to the front of his door when thoughts about the last 10 years struck his mind.

I said. “Damn, that’s frustrating,” Damien said. Dawson nodded. “Let’s get you some dinner, since our pups need to grow,” Damien said, after a minute. “Promise me you’ll talk to me, tell me if you can think of anything,” I said, taking both their hands and squeezing. “I promise,” Dawson said, putting his hand on my belly. “I’m going to tear that dress off you with my teeth later,” Damien said, whispering in my ear. *Just like that huh? I guess they think they’re outta the dog house,* Mila said, huffing.

That's when he said, probably touching himself like the dog he is, "Then come to me now. If you really want me to feed you with your favorite drink, then come, Anna. I want you in my bed. I want to fill your hole with my cum." "Don't worry, Alpha. I'm coming," I promised, smirking at this. Damian sent me an address which was located in Wolf Blood. It's not his mansion but the address of a popular bar located in the pack. Understanding that was our meet up ground, I got myself ready, putting on one of my sexy armless dress, before walking out of the mansion with the guard. The moment we got into the car, I thought about Jeremy and felt guilty for sneaking out of the lab without telling him an

However, she grasped his collar, pressing him against the wall, refusing to let him go. "Where do you think you're going? Let's have some fun right here," she cooed, her voice filled with desire. "Sorry, I have to feed my dog," Damian replied, calmly removing her hands from his collar, before walking away without a single glance back at her. "Your dog? Your dog?!!!" she screamed in anger, her voice echoing through the night, directed at a man who paid her no attention. ***

"What did a person feel like? Before?" "Mathematics," Dante said. "Pattern systems. The feeling of a thing resolving correctly." He paused. "I had a dog, briefly, when I was eighteen. A stray I found. She stayed for four months before I had to — before I wasn't able to keep her." He stopped. "I thought about her for years." Elian was quiet for a moment. "What was her name?" "I called her Sigma," Dante said. Elian looked at him. Then he laughed — genuinely, full, the laugh from the Bucharest surveillance photograph, the one that had changed everything. "You named a stray dog Sigma," he said.

she smiled How will I tell her I'm a sex slave. I can't go out. Mum is somewhere kept without my knowledge. How will I tell her I can't go out with her. Because I'm sure Damon can't allow it. What will be her reaction when I tell her I live with Damon and I'm his sex slave. This is not what I wanted for my life... * * Damon's POV I entered the car and I scoffed as I thought about what she said. Because I f*ck her she is a teenager.