Book Dakota Novels & Stories

I shoved his hand away and glared at him. "Why is Dakota wearing those clothes?" I knew it. He noticed that I lent to others the outfits he bought exclusively for me. "She came here without gym wear so I gave her a new one. I can't just lend her used clothing. Kota's skin is sensitive!" I lied. Dakota's skin is like porcelain but it's not sensitive. It's just flawless. "You should have told Donna and she would have bought one. Did I not tell you we're gonna wear the same outfit when we go jogging this spring?" he was still thinking, that would happen.

she made a face “and I don’t want to be hanging around while they gossip about boys and braid each other’s hair” “Of course you can stay”, Lena said, knowing how much Dawn hated all things girly. She was very much a tomboy and it showed in her dyed hair, clothes and scuffed combat boots. Her friendship with the eighteen year old was one that had been highly unexpected. It was only through the buddy system, set up for new students, that they’d even met at all.

Sighing with disheartened despair; I drop my hand, wishing I could figure out a way to ask about Ash and the girls. “Oh, I’m sorry. I swear, I’d forget my head if it weren’t screwed on. One second-“ Dakota bursts with embarrassment before gracefully jumping to her feet and heading towards a resting shopping bag tucked behind the chesterfield armchair sat beside the window “-I already thought about this,” she remarks while reaching inside the paper container, bringing out a brown notepad and a purple pen, all new and wrapped in plastic.

the doctor says to us “Her wolf has been healing her already. I can see accelerated healing patches, especially when we did an x ray. We can see they’ve cut bits of her bones as well and most of them have already grown back. Not something she can do without a wolf. Especially not in 6 weeks and some of these wounds were fairly fresh.” “But no one in her family got their wolf before 18” my dad said frowning. “She is Beta Daria and Warrior Davies's daughter and they didn't get theirs until 18. I was there for both so that's It's impossible” June looks a little like she is smirking at this point. “Yeah, not so much” she says cryptically. “What do you mean?” I ask

Dakota looked up. Two burly, drunken men staggered into her path, blocking the road. "Did your boyfriend dump you? Need us here to make you feel better?" One of them, a balding man who looked to be at least in his forties—if not fifty—reached out to pinch her chin. Disgust flashed across Dakota's face as she sidestepped, murderous intent flickering in her eyes. "Move." Her voice was icy. She had no intention of wasting time with the two drunks.

Becca hiccupped and giggled, dropping her empty glass once full of strawberry daiquiri that Luke had brought with him. After five hours of drinking orangeade, strawberry daiquiri, lemonade, punch and stories of maximum laughs and epic proportions, she was tired as fuck. If she heard one more funny one night stand story about Allison McKinney being daft as a brush, she would, literally, pass out of exhaustion. She was reeling at the idea of heading out to a friend's party that was ongoing.

I wanted him, needed him, more than anything, and I wasn’t even sure why. But before we could continue anything, the door burst open and Dash appeared, panting heavily. “Dane, there’s an emergency,” he stated breathlessly. Dane pulled away from me and looked at Dash, his expression serious. “What is it?” “Rogues breached the border. We need to act fast.”

Except for the girls, who hang onto me while I follow the others. “Always,” I laugh, bending down, picking the girls and carrying them the rest of the way inside. “I could go for a home cooked meal.” “Yeah,” Dakota says, grabbing my full attention, allowing me to truly see all the ways she’s changed. Her brunette hair is no longer short, but flowing locks that hang past her shoulders. She no longer dresses like a tomboy, instead looking like an actual girl. “Who's feeding you? You cannot cook to save your life.”

Dakota suggested. “I’ll send him along with some of our warriors and lead Delta.” Blaze told Dakota. “Sounds good.” Dakota replied. “I’m going to see if we can set up some kinda base camp. I’ll keep in touch and let you know what is going on.” Dakota finished and hung up. “I think I can help you with that young cub.” The old store clerk said.

She mouth 'I'll kill you' and let my hand go, she hold my mom's arms instead. "Mrs. Callahan, what do you want to eat?" She asked. “Please.. Daisy is fine. I want a meat today, I miss Korean beef. How about you?" My mom asked and Dakota nodded. "I love meat too!" She squaled and my mom smiled all the time. I didn't expect for her to like Dakota. Dakota wore a revealing clothes but she doesn't complain a bit. Weird. "Sorry If I interupt your sleep Dakota, I didn't know you're here." Mom said and Dakota smiled