101 Dalmatian Street Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“If Damien even thinks of marrying you, we’ll leak everything. Every single dirty secret in every pole and stage with every man that’s ever stuffed a dollar into your pathetic past.” I gritted my teeth, blinking back another wave of tears. “You already took my father,” I said, standing slowly, my voice shaking. “You let him die and smiled about it. Then you ruined all my bonds, my mates. One by one, like vultures. And now... now it's Damien?” “Please,” Sloane scoffed, rolling her eyes. “You think a guy like Damien, a Mafia Alpha, the Syndicate Fangs' heir—wants an Omega like you for life? He’s bored. That’s all.”

Damen stated, taking a seat in front of the desk as I moved around to my chair. “I did.” “I can only get so much information here, and I won’t be able to get anything in wolf territory. Even if I could mask my scent successfully, I’m too much of a stranger,” Damen stated. “Dante has actually worked a few cases that have led him into Avilvale.” “I’m guessing you have connections within the Black Moon Pack, then?” I asked. “I do,” Dante confirmed. “Has Beta Damen told you anything about the case?” “Only that you need information on a suspicious death.”

He is busy handling that Omega and her deaf daughter. I want the boy to become my son. I heard he is very cute and courageous just like his father. I could train him to become my pet who could someday destroy his mother and sister. Dante is going to leave the world and his son is going to be my pet. I think it is my year because everything I ever wanted is being done with no stress I didn't make a loss, infact I made more. I am going to make sure that Omega cries for the rest of her pathetic life.

My eyes widen to see Damian at the door with hunched shoulders and a blank face. I recover in seconds. “And what will you do about that?” I tip my chin haughtily at him in a challenge. “Leave.” He growls to Alice. She complies immediately, pulling the strange girl along who struggles against her hold at first. Damian's expression sets her straight. Soon, we are alone. He stalks towards me, his expression hardened to rock and his jaw grinding. “You think I'm an impulsive man, Malyutka?” I don't know what the hell Malyutka means but I nod to concur. “In fact, I don't think. I know it for a fact that you're are a rabid man on the loose, driven by instincts and not common sense. How you like tha

I threaten, showcasing my unleashed alpha claws before exiting the room, bumping past eavesdropping mom. "This isn't good" they uniformly whisper behind my exiting self. ****** Mrs dark POV "You know what,am done and fed up with your crappy tales and lies. It seems best you disclose your failure to your sender or better still await my friendly gesture" Damien threatens, unleashing his alpha claws before exiting the room, bumping to the ground my eavesdropping and peeking self, earning painful winces from me. "Damien wait up" I call, barging after him into his room.

Occasionally, he touches and caresses Issabella's thighs, making her suppressed moan. "Ah, Damian, don't tease me," says Issabella, wriggling and giving Damian an opportunity to flirt. Damian is enchanted, his hands wander higher, and eventually, his car pulls over on a deserted street. Damian's car is shaking rhythmically, letting anyone passing by know what activities are happening inside.

“The rest of Damien’s crew never show up for class. I see him walking into the Dean’s office all the time, acting like he owns the place. He even spray-painted all of D Block last semester. His father owns a lot of property in New York. I can’t believe you don’t know this. You really need to do your research, girl. These college boys are trouble.” I roll my eyes, scooping up frosting from my carrot cake. “Research? This isn’t the FBI, Kiana. I just went on one date with him. It’s not that serious.” Kiana raises an eyebrow. “You wanna bet?” I sigh and push my fork through the cake again before eating a bite. “I hate hearing that, honestly. I already have enough heartache to deal with because

I had a really bad feeling about it that would not stop nagging behind my head. After three tries and still being told by costumer care service that his line was switched off, i could not stop worrying. What if some thing happened to him? Just as i was about to phone Faye, mum called and i answered immediately. "Dian?" "Hey, morning". "Morning sweetie, have you gotten home yet?" I called mum last night to let her know that i might not be coming home because honestly, i thought my time with Damon was going to go great and we would both end up staying the night over at his apartment after a few boxes of pizza and an hour of watching " The 100 series" in his living room. Not with confessions ab

“What?” Dante’s hand closed on the back of my neck, yanking me upright, forcing me to look at him. His face was hard and eyes violently dark as he growled, “We are going back to Morelli Estate, and I want my little sister by my side as my father celebrates my coming back home.” . A. Gupta

The password was my birthday, just like my own phone password. As soon as I turned on my phone, I saw his conversation with Helena. I thought that the contents of the conversation would be very formal, but when I scrolled through, I saw that almost all of Damon's questions were related to me: "The woman I love is my mate, and I love her so much, but I'm afraid that I'll hurt her when making love because I'm too strong. What should I do?" "How should I suppress my own desire and control my strength to please a female wolf?"