Ac Unity Arno Dorian Novels & Stories

And the fear in his eyes told her everything: Whoever was on the other side of that door… didn’t come in peace. The doorknob clicked— The door swung open— And the last person she ever wanted to see stepped inside. The door swung open with a force that rattled the walls. Aarin’s body tensed in front of her, a solid shield of muscle and fury. And standing in the doorway— Was Darian. Tall. Hard-eyed. Smirking like a man who owned every room he walked into. Aarin’s older cousin. The one everyone whispered about. The one with a reputation drenched in violence, secrets, and merciless control.

Giorgia’s mother lifted the corset, and the other aunt inspected my wedding gown. Ignoring all of them, Dario shrugged a shirt on over his wide shoulders covering his weapons and came my way. “I’m going to head down.” His dark gaze met mine. It was as if, without saying a word, he was apologizing for the way the women acted. “I’ll be back up to get you for breakfast.” I stiffened as he brushed his lips over mine. Arianna waited until he left before reaching for my arm. “Are you all right?”

But that anchor was missing, and unease gnawed at me. He tilted his head slightly, still studying me, then glanced around the room once more. "He’s with someone else," Dorian said, his voice dropping to a serious tone. My chest tightened, and the words hit me like a cold gust of wind. "What do you mean? With someone else?" I asked, my voice steady but laced with an edge. Dorian sighed, his eyes softening as though he were reluctant to reveal more. "He's with Arianna. The slave girl." His words were blunt, and the bitterness in his tone was unmistakable.

After drinking the glass his friend gave him, he immediately felt dizzy and weak . Arnaldo is known in the field of cosntruction firm. It also manages their family's business, which is not only known in the country but also has branches in Paris, Middle East and some parts of America. And it was not surprising that a woman wiill chase him because he has a beaustiful body. In Addition to this, he has the moreno color with a pointed nose, and most of the girl was caught by his tantalizing eyes.

"What are you talking about? Dorian is literally gathering an army to attack us, and you don't think he can set up a small explosion for Kane?" "Exactly what you said, Brianne," I replied. "Dorian is getting a large army, yes, but it's still not big enough to start a war with the North. If the north was to retaliate now, he would be decimated in a second. I doubt he wants to go to war before he was ready. So I know he wouldn't do something as foolish as this. Dorian might be angry, hateful, and a psychopath, but he isn't foolish."

Dylan greeted. "Have you lost your mind, Dylan? Why would I accept regular beastmen in my tribe? They don't belong here in the North," he responded. "They are not just regular beastmen, Aquil," Dylan replied, then extended his hand to me and pulled me near. "Let me introduce myself," I whispered while pulling his arm. He smiled and nodded. "I am Ari, goddess of the sun. Heed my words! Lower your weapons!" I ordered as I transformed into my passive-aggressive form.

Rylan caught my gaze across the clearing and gave a subtle nod. Dorian waited at the center, cloak unfastened at the neck, sword strapped across his back. He looked like a king about to issue judgment. And in a way, maybe he was. I joined him, heart pounding beneath my ribs. Then I looked up - at the storm rolling over the mountains, at the wolves who had come from distant territories to decide what side of history they’d stand on. “It’s time,” I said. Dorian gave a single nod. The guards brought Aron forward, slow and careful, unchained but shadowed closely. He didn’t stumble. He didn’t flinch. He met the eyes of every Alpha who dared to stare at him.

And oh, I definitely got up from where I was sitting when Ariana Grande made an appearance. She was someone I couldn't bear to watch from afar. She stood there, waving elegantly and blowing kisses as her heels descended on the stairs. I couldn't get much of a glimpse of her, though, but that dissatisfaction faded when I saw Michelle Blaze make his appearance. He was dressed in a Dior T-shirt and baggy trousers, a diamond chain hanging from his neck as a different style of Gold mask relaxed on his face. His hair was neatly braided to the back as he chewed a piece of Gum in his mouth, while talking to his manager.

I said then… Zahred, Iared & Daemnixi threw their D-Pads in the air and transformed into a Duel Disk and slotted in their right arms also they put on their duel gazer on, as for me a Dharkonic Tattoo appeared surrounding my left Dharkonic Eye and opened my Dharkonic Eye and began to glow more luminous. “Augmented Reality established” said the AI “okay Arnold let’s duel” said Iared “okay Iared, Zahred & Daemnixi bring it on” I said “DUEL!!!” We shouted and my duel against Iared, Zahred & Daemnixi had just begun.

one of them said. “Mr Malcolm was the one who sent us,” the other added. “Oh, please come on in” Ryan opened the door wider and they both ventured into the cozy room which felt like home. “They are the make up artists Malcolm sent to help with your makeup” Aurora raised a brow in confusion, he didn’t tell her that he was sending people to make her up. Before she could say anything, her phone beeped with a message from him. “They will help you get ready” this was the message and she didn’t say anything again.