Amends Dramione Novels & Stories

Once Transformed Lieutenant Aldrich hurriedly pulled a small yet old black cotton trouser that was hung for drying with bunch of other clothing on a small string outside Wanda’s neighbor house and wore it to cover his nakedness, in meantime jasmine and Draco made their way inside Wanda’s house which was surprisingly empty, Jasmine quickly lighted a old oil lamp and helped Draco to laid on blanket as his stomach stabbed wound was looking worst than before, also he was burning like a fireball. Seeing which Jasmine hurriedly got her cloth bag that was lying in one corner and pulled out some herbs, she crushed some dried herbs in her palm and mixed them with water until they formed a sticky gree

"The necklace would be in shape of a tear drop instead of the original oval shape, and a side with be clear then before the amethyst we would have a bit of citrine line." "The earrings would be the design with the ring, just the same shape as the necklace." "See? You figured it out." Damon got up and pat my hair lightly. "You don't look so good." I pointed out noticing his pale expression. Could it be he has been trying to hide how he was affected by the new development as well? "I'm fine, I just had a dizzy spell, I'll go lay down for a bit, when you're done there's no need to do the dishes I'll take care of it tomorrow."

“I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this. Damon helped me carry Scarlett to a magic Doctor's inn. “Emergency…!” “Be calm,” the Doctor assured us. “She will be fine. What is the issue “She got attacked by a wolf with enemy blood.” “Okay…” Very quickly, Scarlett felt safe again and was resting. Then Damon pulled me away from everyone. He led me straight to his private quarters in the Alpha house. As soon as the door was shut, the aura changed. Damon pushed me towards the wall, his body hard against mine. “Watching you fight that way… really drove me crazy,” he growled. He pasted his lips on mine. The kiss was wild and it showed how craving he was for s*x.

“You really are adorable when you’re desperate.” Damien slammed his hand down on her desk, rattling papers.“You heard me! Pack your things Vivian didn’t move an inch. She opened a drawer calmly, pulled out a folder, and slid it across the table toward him with two fingers. “Read.” Damien narrowed his eyes but snatched it up. Inside: A notarized amendment to the corporate bylaws on Blackwood Industries Signed by Amelia Stone. Signed by the board chair. Signed by the trustees. Granting:

She then turned to look at Damon, who was already holding her hand. “I never planned to make you pass through such pain, Amelia. I apologize for the ugly ways things kept unfolding” Damon mumbled with a low tone. Though Amelia was still having tears in her eyes, her swollen face expressed a shock that was too obvious. 'Is this Damon or someone else? Or has he come to cause me more pain?' Amelia thought, and through an embarrassing look at Damon. “Stop crying Amelia….” Immediately Amelia listened to Damon's pleasant tone, she recalled what was about to happen in Damon's office before Danciana entered the office. And Damon was already stretching his band to get hold of Amelia's second hand.

We can spend tonight getting to know each other. I smiled, "Good! Well, why don't I get a different omega to write up the alliance agreement. Amy, any recommendations?" Amy suggested, "Eva is really good. And she already has a mate." We all laughed, and she and Adam walked out of the office. I was staring at them and shaking my head when Damien asked, "What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" I sighed, "It's just funny how things work out. Never, in a million years, did I expect his second chance mate to be in our pack." Damien replied, "You just really never know what the Moon Goddess has planned... even when you have the ability to talk directly to her."

She drawled, twirling her hair around her finger. 'You're literally drooling dude.' Damon snorted through the link. I lift my finger to my lips to check and sent Damon a glare when he snorted out loud. Embarrassingly I did catch a bit of drool on my thumb when I swiped it. 'And you say you don't want the human? Yeah right.' He snorted through the link, making me grit my teeth. I hated when he was right. Amelia guarded eyes shifted to surprise slightly. Curling her hair behind her ear, she respond faintly. "Thanks."

she growled softly. "Where is the brownie, Heidi? Isn't she supposed to be at the entrance?" Amelia questioned worriedly and then started to walk toward an enclosed area of the door. It all happened quickly. Another Lycan grabbed her by her throat and lifted her as she cackled. "Looks like your precise plans will be minus one member, Goddess," the black Lycan hissed then winced as we watched blood spreading from her midsection. She dropped Amelia and slumped over showing Draven wiping his clawed fingers on his jeans.

But I’m not finished. She would rebuild. She would rise. She would take back her career, her name, her power. And when she stood at the top again, a phoenix from the ashes? She would make them burn. She opened her laptop again, her fingers a blur, this time typing: “Damian Blackwell medical condition”. Before she could hit enter, a soft cough echoed from the doorway. Amara jolted, her heart a frantic drum against her ribs. Damian stood there. Tall. Imposing. Dressed in a black turtleneck and tailored slacks, his hair slightly tousled, as if he’d just run a hand through it in a moment of frustration. His silver-gray eyes, sharp and intelligent, locked onto hers.

“He’s on the verge of abandoning the pack, Draco. Abandoning Nightshade itself. All for a girl.” That brought out a long, amused laugh from Draco. “A girl?” he echoed mockingly. “Gods above, don’t tell me. Some high ranking Alpha daughter? A political match gone wrong? Or wait…” He gasped dramatically. “Don’t tell me it’s one of those innocent virgins from a storybook. Don’t tell me big, bad Damon found himself a damsel to suddenly ‘fix’ him.” Nyla’s jaw tightened. “Worse, Draco. She’s an Omega.”