Blossom X Dexter Novels & Stories

My heart was thumping and racing like it was in a marathon race as I got wet in between my thighs. Xander broke the kiss and whispered the sweetest thing I had ever heard in my entire life. "Let's head over to my pack house. In the Alpha's chamber. There I will make you mine FOREVER... " The End.

If he was here, it meant he was done hiding. ‘And so am I.’ She sighed with relief and turned her attention back to the flower pot. “Do you think it’ll be this flower?” It’d take years before this one bloomed for the first time, but she thought he’d like to be closer to home. “I think so,” if only because she was taking care of it herself, Ler thought that Nox’s soul, who sacrificed his own life for her sake, would probably like to be close to her during his long sleep. “You will know when it blooms.”

She made a kiss face before shutting off the camera. I exhaled, looking up at Zac. "We're going to be good at this, right?" "That's just it," Zac grinned at me. "You're the love of my life, Bloom." - The End

I raised my voice, “Dexter! I know you're here. Show yourself!" “You surprise me Alpha Zordon,” Xavier let out. “And here I thought the little tramp was your true love.” “You of all persons should have known better. I just wanted to fuck her and I did,” I smirked. “You motherfucker! How dare you talk about touching what’s mine?” Dexter barked as he stepped out of the shadows. I knew saying those things about Daisy would weed him out. He quickly collected himself. “You know what, it doesn't matter, the spell you have over her will break tonight.” He smiled like he'd already won.

I kiss her perfect lips. Dexter- Nope, you mark her, and I go on strike like Annabelle. Wait, to mark her you need your canines to extend, which only happens if I let it. So, HA, you can’t mark her. Me- What is your problem? Dexter- I want my goddess given mate, damn you! Me- No, our mate is Bridget. End of conversation. Dexter is finally quiet. “Dexter, not liking this either?” Bridget asks.

But before her hand could even touch the knob, the heavy double doors swung open. Dexter stood there. He was already in full battle regalia—black leather armor reinforced with silver plating, his massive greatsword strapped to his back. His rugged face looked weary, but his eyes were sharp. He looked at Ruby with a faint, knowing smirk. "I knew you couldn't stay mad at me for long, Luna," Dexter said. His voice was low, filling the quiet room with an undeniable dominance. Ruby froze. "Dexter... I—" Dexter stepped inside and kicked the door shut with his heel. He closed the distance between them until Ruby could smell the scent of cedarwood and cold steel clinging to his armor. He grabbed her

he said, sipping his coffee. I glanced around at the others in the shop, noticing the tattoos on their necks,bold black ink spelling out "Brooks." The sight knocked out any remaining fear, replacing it with an new emotion, confidence. Atleast I had people to back me up if Damian's gang showed up. “So, let’s get down to business,” Dexter said with a wink. “What do you want me to do, my Lord?” I leaned forward, my voice as cold as ice, “Sell their company. Ruin them. I want her on her knees, begging me, kissing my feet. Do not stop until she...begs.”

And he was wearing two different halves of two different pairs of shoes. He muttered in his breath as to how he would give Jade a knock on the head for telling him he looked okay before they left the house. He didn't even wear a helmet so everyone would've recognized him. How would the students of Dexterford High react when they hear that Shawn Beckett was riding around town, looking like a frizzled bear? He smiled as he stared at himself again. They would never believe it.