Adriana Dukic Novels & Stories

It has to happen. Lilac made a sound of her lips when she took out the lollipop from her mouth and jumped from the window. She had been sitting there since they got back to the royal house. “We’ve known Drake. He never touched anyone—I mean a woman. He never had sex to anyone—” “You can’t be so sure with that, Lilac,” Millie cut off the hum of Lilac’s words.

"After the funeral is over, I want to take a wife." "You want to fix things with Kate?" Yuri raised an eyebrow, he was smiling. Pleased by the news. "No. Kate was my father's choice, and since things didn't work out, her father was kind enough to dissolve the agreement. But I have someone else in mind." Dominic said. "Is it someone from one of the other families?" maybe that was the solution they all needed to end the cold war that was brewing beneath the surface. "No." He slid a paper across the desk. Yuri looked at the name written on it and frowned.

Lisa asked eager to get Adrianna out of the way. Dianne saw the desperation in her eyes so she giggled before saying, "You don't worry about it. Adrianna would be gone before you know it. No one speaks back at me and lived" Lisa smiled, she felt like hugging Dianne. The girl was staring at Dianne like a god, the girl was flawless and perfect in her eyes "Adrianna does not know what hits her, she thinks I would let her trample over me? I am not some lizard. I am princess Dianne Lukas, daughter of Alpha Lukas and the wife of Alpha Roman. No one dare try me, no one"

She'd looked like an angel—albeit a terrified one—when I'd left her with the stylists. She wouldn't dare disobey me. Not after what I told her about the consequences of violating our contract. "Damian, darling!" Adriana's voice cut through my thoughts like fingernails on glass. She materialized beside me with that practiced grace that had been drilled into her since childhood, resplendent in black silk that clung to her curves like liquid shadow. "You look absolutely magnificent tonight," she purred, her fingers trailing possessively along my arm. "I've been looking everywhere for you. Surely you have time for one dance with an old friend?"

I mentally facepalm. "Angela?" our moments suddenly cut off after someone called her name. I turned my gaze to where the voice came from and right there...I see a woman standing in our direction. She looks around twenty-three to twenty-seven, good physic, has honey tanned skin, short black hair, and indeed has a beautiful face. She was looking at us, curiosity was evident on her face. "Bel! Come here!" Angela spoke excitedly to the woman named Bel. Angela put three glasses and juice in the jar on the wooden table. Bel immediately approached our direction.

“Friend of yours?” Luca’s expression had hardened. “Not exactly.” Daniel pulled out a chair without asking and sat down. His eyes moved toward Adriana with obvious curiosity. “And who might this be?” Adriana didn’t like his tone. “Adriana Cole.” Recognition flashed across Daniel’s face. “The Adriana Cole?” “Is there another one?” He smiled. “No.” His gaze shifted back to Luca. “Well, well. You’ve certainly upgraded your life.” Luca’s voice was calm but firm.

Duke moaned deeply as her pussy swallowed his cock easily. "Oh, we fit so well together, don't we?" She purred and turned towards the camera. A gasp left my lips. I knew her face. It was Thalia. Marcus's widow. His late best friend's wife. The same woman Duke had held in his hands while she cried at her husband's funeral fourteen months ago. "Ride me baby," Duke growled as he gripped her ass hard, lifting her high and bringing her down against his cock. "Yesssss..."

Why would he do this? "Your husband..." I began, "If you don't want to talk about it then don't worry but, who was he?" "Achilles Drakos," she said, "He was a mercenary working for your mate, finding out the name of some leader. But he made the mistake of messing with him and lost his life for it." Connor's name. I swallowed, "And who are you?" "I am nobody," she replied, "I had no idea werewolves existed or that my husband was anything other than a teacher until a few days ago when Leonardo and his friend, Luciano, abducted me as blackmail against Achilles."

Finally, after an exchanged of few words with Finrod, the woman noticed them. She bowed her head and regarded all of them. “My name is Magor.” That was all she said before she went silent again. Everybody looked at her imploringly to hear more of her but it was futile. She just stared back at them with her face expressionless. “You have to excuse her.” Finrod intervened. “Dragons naturally prefer to stay silent. A complete opposite to our fellow mermen here but you’ll get along enough.”

I said to James. "Has it been that long since your last visit?" he asked. "Her name is Adriana, and she has been here for about six months. She is an accomplished pianist and has a beautiful voice. She is quite stunning, and we are lucky to have her." "She isn't on our books as having permission to be working out of the pack lands or here," I said somewhat pointedly. James looked at me in shock.