Arslan X Daryun Novels & Stories

Laryn stood up and wiped the blood from his face. "He's scrappy," he said to the other two dragons. I was slower to get up this time, but finally managed to gain my feet. "You next," I nodded to Sarn. "Hell no," he said. "I don't look good in red; that's Bastian's color." He gave me an ear to ear grin and stepped forward with his hand out. "I'm Sarn. What's your name?" I looked from his hand to the grin on his face. I took his offered hand and we shook. "I'm Tahr, of the royal silver dynasty."

Arslan's statement made Tiara look nowhere but at her husband. Whether the woman realized it or not, the smile on her lips was very thin. But it was followed by a cold and hurt-looking gaze. The disappointment in Arslan could not be masked at all. “You know, Arslan... sometimes I wonder if all this is worth that I have to sacrifice.”

*** Derya Arslan After we have left the cemetery behind, I wipe the tears from my face, as I smile from side to side, full of happiness for finally setting my revenge in motion. "Oh Habbab, you're such a pushover." I chuckle as I throw the handkerchief out of the car. "Where are we going, Ma'am?" Ahmet asks me, my trusted driver, he has been accompanying me since I married old Arslan. "Home Ahmet, we are going to enter the gates of the Arslan mansion again, today we will all sleep under the roof that saw the birth of my children and grandchildren."

My eyes wandered from one face to the next. I wasn’t surprised Sora didn’t come. Frankly, I was glad she didn't. But where was Thrystan? Had he been hurt? "Arwyn," Daelan stepped forward, his loose white shirt tucked into black pants, the leather of his boots thudding softly on the floor. He leaned down, concern etched on his face, and gently touched my forehead. "You seem very hot and you're sweating." I pulled away from his reach. "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

Once the man finished serving the other guy, he moved to us with a handsome smile on his face. “I take it you heard about your brother?” The man asked. “Of course. By the way, have you met Taelin yet?” Sara asked. “I haven’t had the pleasure.” He stated, turning a charming smile in my direction. “Dillon, this is Taelin Reyes, Taelin, this is Dillon Harris. He is the best cook here, so he tends to take care of supplying us food.” Sara beamed, moving her attention between us. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Taelin.” Dillon said, reaching over to offer his hand.

Laryn stood up and wiped the blood from his face. "He's scrappy," he said to the other two dragons. I was slower to get up this time, but finally managed to gain my feet. "You next," I nodded to Sarn. "Hell no," he said. "I don't look good in red; that's Bastian's color." He gave me an ear to ear grin and stepped forward with his hand out. "I'm Sarn. What's your name?" I looked from his hand to the grin on his face. I took his offered hand and we shook. "I'm Tahr, of the royal silver dynasty."

Breathing in heavily, I closed my eyes as I opened the book. The First Beta Dimitrio Islin was born and raised in Pennsylvania. At the age of 16, he became the first beta to Alpha Vincent Harlyn and together, they led the Blood Moon Pack in unison. At the age of 24, a beautiful rogue named Malia appeared in their territory and was about to get killed by their own kind when he felt a strong connection pulling her close to him. I gasped as I read it. Beads of sweats started to form on my forehead. What is this? Why does it feel like I can relate to the story?

Then he drags that gaze to Rylan, as he smiled lazily. Glancing out the window, I wonder how much force it would take for me to make it through and plummet to my death, just to escape this situation. "So great to see you, Alpha," Asher says smoothly, shaking hands with Rylan while patting the side of his arm warmly. I can hardly see the relationship between the two. One of Desire, the other of Purity. Their stark differences would suggest hostility between the two, however, they look rather warm toward each other.

Faris "Get up Ferry, we are getting late" came an annoying voice of my friend. He calls me that annoying nickname that he gave when we were kids. We have been together since childhood and he is the only one who can call me ferry for everyone else it is Fer or Faris. We go way back since we were whatever that is because it's been really long and I remember him since forever. When we were kids it was me and him against the world and used to get involved in lots of trouble because of my stubbornness but Ty or you can say Tyler has always stuck around. We have been tight since then. Now that there are other members of our band and people who are with us in this we realised that it has become our

“This time I’ll be prepared. I won’t let you down, Luna.” He sensed a jolt of energy course through his veins at the ghostly touch of her finger that hovered over his face. His forehead tingled before his skin prickled and a sense of calmness washed over him. Dark spots danced in his vision as a strong pair of arms encircled him, Daryn’s assuring scent was rich in his nostrils. “Win this war for me, child. You’ll have more things to rejoice when you emerge as a victor.” With that, she disappeared into thin air. Aluxious stumbled on his feet, straightening as her presence left them, relief spreading on his muscles. “Let’s head back.” He looked at Daryn, whose eyes were fixated on his forehead