Beginning And End Dramione Novels & Stories

"I am Alpha Ramirez and I have come to claim what is rightfully mine." Alpha Ramirez stepped forward, his eyes blazing with fury. "You will never take what belongs to us." The two clashed, their powers colliding in a dazzling display of light and sound. Drea watched in amazement as the two battled it out, neither giving an inch. But just as it seemed like Alpha Ramirez had the upper hand, Alpha Ramirez unleashed a powerful blast of energy, knocking him to the ground. Drea rushed forward to help, but the witch turned on her, sending a wave of energy that knocked her back.

My vision blurred at the edges, and I felt my legs falter. Strong arms caught me before I collapsed. Damon. His grip was unyielding, his breathing harsh. I could feel his hands pressing against my wound, trying to stop the bleeding. "Rachel, stay with me." I wanted to answer, but my throat was tight, my body trembling from shock and pain. Was this how it was all going to end for me? Damon's voice was a mixture of rage and desperation. "Why the hell would you do that? You -" His words faltered, and for the first time, I saw something in his eyes that wasn't anger.

“Doesn't matter, shoot them!” A warrior materialized from nowhere and shot darts at us. “Don't forget who you are, Luna Averie.” I pulled the dart out of my shoulders and flung it at the ground. My eyes started to droop. I looked at Dramon, he was shot with a larger dart and had fallen unconscious. “You'll be asleep soon my darling.” My eyes have become so blurry, I can barely keep my eyes open. In seconds I had drifted into oblivion.

Because Damon would never let me fall. *** 130325, Anne Joyce

Nimueh grinned as she started walking towards him, Dylan kept moving backwards with his butt from where he sat till eventually he got up to run and she had him suspended in the air with her powers She started pulling him towards her, “Why don’t you rely that message to me yourself Nimueh?” she heard a voice say from behind and she paused She dropped her hands and Dylan fell on his face again but this time on the log, bruising is head and face before he went unconscious. She recognized the voice, she knew who it was “Oh you’re back again my love, missed me so soon?” she giggled under her breath as she turned to face who it was “I wasn’t planning on coming on such short notice but I’d anything

The eighth time I catch Philip Mumford cheating on me, he pours a bottle of concentrated disinfectant over his groin. "Happy now?" Amid the wreckage, his face is deathly pale as he looks at me like I'm the one who has lost my mind. It's the first time he's ever backed down. I stand frozen, clutching a piece of broken porcelain, suddenly feeling completely lost. During our worst fight, I strap dynamite to myself and his mistress, forcing him to choose between us. In response, he has himself and my parents tied to five semitrucks chained together, then smiles and asks if I still want him to choose. That's how we spent ten years torturing each other, neither of us willing to give in, bac

I muttered darkly. “Secretary?!” Notebook Girl nearly choked. “That’s illegal. He looks like a model.” Faint Girl fanned herself. “He’s… he’s…” “I think I’m in love,” Phone Girl whispered. I closed my eyes. Already fed up of their shenanigans. Damon gave a mock bow. “Damon, at your service. Though usually, I’m too busy making sure Mr. Bristo here doesn’t collapse under the weight of his brilliance.” The girls continued with their dramatic swooning. There was no other word I could use to describe their fantasies.

'' I got up from the chair and started to look for the exit of this fucking looking labyrinth mansion. ''Do you want me to show you where the exit is?'' Aaron says with a sarcastic voice. I turn and glare at him, tears still running down my cheeks. As soon as Aaron saw my face, regret formed on his face. I got out of the kitchen, and I could hear Aiden calling my name. I didn't care. I just wanted to get out of this house, but suddenly I felt dizzy and everything was spinning. And after a second, everything went black.

Dior initiated. "Uh my real name is Mirabel Gregory but you can call me Mimi and I'm nineteen years old. Nice to meet you," Mimi kept her eyes on Dre's face. The top epsilon threw the rag on the floor and looked back at her. "I'm Andre but you can call me Dre and I'm twenty-five years old." Mimi gasped. "You're old." The top epsilon scoffed. "Don't make me put your ass to sleep."

Salma the war was now only between Celea and her father while the others stood by and watched their fight, Draco than went up and picked Dereus up knowing Celea cared a lot about him he wanted to protect him, he should at least have a funeral ****