Basil Hallward Dorian Gray Novels & Stories

They got to the end of the stairs, the walls, chairs, counters, and almost everything were coated or made to a deem level of white with a blint of grey and the tiles beneath her feet made of ebony marbles, it complimented the whole interior drastically. . Her eyes soon fell on the man who was approaching them, a smile on his deceitful face, the movie industry would certainly ogle for a face as such for their cover in Hollywood. What are you thinking?, snap out of it Penelope, she scolded. . Dorian approached his mate who was currently in the new clothes he'd bought, he was yet to get her a set of closet clothes,so he asked some of his shifters to get one, although they looked confused when h

Elias nodded once and disappeared through the servant corridor without another word. Kael stirred in the back of his mind, teeth gleaming. “You always liked your games.” “This isn’t a game,” Dorian replied. “It’s the beginning of a kingdom.” By midmorning, Tessa had rejoined him. She wore soft cream with deep green accents today - the colors of their house. Her mark showed like a crown against her throat, and Dorian caught the subtle reactions in the room when she entered. A flicker of awe. A flash of jealousy. Fear. Desire.

Della grimaced and enters the other rooms but she sees nothing that they can use to find Iioan. As Basil entered the Bar area of the Underground, the light is already opened. The same as in the first floor there are dead bodies in the floor. It smells already rotten. Suddenly his forehead knotted seeing the man in the couch seemed he didn't notice him. Basil can't recognize the face clearly so he slowly walking towards him. "Don't move," Basil warned, pointing the gun at his back head.

"Make it eight, then." Luana's lips twitched into a faint smile. "Guess I'll just... shut up then." The car pulled away, headlights slicing through the night, leaving Clarissa alone with her mounting fears. At the villa entrance, a tall and straight figure leaned casually against a car door. Between Dorian's slender fingers was a cigarette, its curling smoke veiling his angular face. His thick lashes cast deep shadows beneath his eyes in the dim streetlight. A white shirt, unbuttoned at the collar, revealed the sharp clavicle of his neck, sleeves rolled to expose pale, snow-like skin.

It was nice to have someone to talk about his romantic life with –semi pseudo paraplegic romance –even though it wasn't for free. It felt regular and archaic and old and a total cliché when he took his first step towards the man. He expected to feel something new, but it was still the same. From the ground floor elevator to the third floor where Hamilton's office was; the purple orchid that hung to right side of the door; the room thirty seven copper plated office number with Dr H. E. Greenfield boldly inscribed beneath, everything up unto this moment felt too predictable and strangely insipid.

Nothing important Dorian just that in seven days time it will be my 18th birthday" She said sorrowfully "Am having a bad feeling about it Dorian" Summer said staring at Dorian "Nothing is gonna happen Summer,just don't think about it" Dorian said and hugged Summer before walking into the class . . . . UNDERGROUND IN THE LAND OF THE UNKNOWN A beautiful lady adorned with beautiful jewels and richly dressed with a crown on her head was seen in a beautiful room lost in thoughts as she didn't notice the presence of her husband who just enterd the room