Boots X Dora Novels & Stories

I took a shaky breath before I mustered the courage to open the box. Inside as I pushed the paper back was an exquisite pair of alligator hide boots, dyed a soft black. My hands roved over the soft and supple scales. They were the most beautiful thing I had ever been given, not just in appearance but in purpose and thought and I bit my lip stifling the sob as the boys bounded inside, Bas perched in the doorway. “Soo, are you going to go or not?” he asked, looking at the items strewn across the bed. My teary gaze looked up at him, his expectations were low, but the glimmer of hope filled mine.

“Look, I’m sorry about how I snapped earlier. You have to know that I have been looking for you for a very long time and when I couldn’t find you, I gave up. Dora turned her ear to me, indicating she was listening. I licked my lips, glad to have her attention. “I have been to all the packs in the country including yours several times.” Dora gaze snapped to me. “You have?” I nodded. “Yes and not once did I come across you.” “I must have been locked up in the basement.” Dora muttered, her bottom lip trembling. Before I could reply, the car came to a stop in front of my house and I rushed out of the car to open the door for her. This time, I smiled as she took my hand and alighted from the car.

The way he'd looked at me. He buckled the belt. Looked at me. "Get shoes from Dmitri. Wait by the car for me." He walked out of the room without looking back or waiting for an answer. I stood there for a minute. My heart was pounding. My skin was still warm where he touched me. I hated him. I hated myself for not hating him more. I walked downstairs. Dmitri was waiting by the front door with a pair of heels. Black. Simple. I put them on. They fit perfectly.

Plus, it never hurts to have my neck bare for my mate. I put my leather thigh-high boots on and noticed Dina's blood was gone. My mom comes in my room and smiles, "You look better in that now than you did when you wore it to school! Damien is going to lose his mind. You're already smitten, aren't you?"

“Yeah. But we usually didn’t have four psychotic Alphas taking turns playing house while we bleed black.” I slid lower until the water lapped at my chin. I closed my eyes. Let the heat soak into the deepest cuts. And then I heard it. Boots, heavy and multiple sets. The bathroom door swung open without a knock. Dante first, shirt sleeves rolled to the elbows, forearms corded, eyes already red-rimmed and dangerous.

Maybe in the Cross empire’s elite stores, this was the baseline, the cheapest one, as per Dallion's thoughts there was nothing affordable for anyone who wasn't within their high ranks or powerful connections in their circle. She closed the box, then opened another to reveal a pair of flat-laced boots, sturdy yet graceful. Sherry could tell that Dallion had bought these without her approval while she waited outside, watching the world move past, enduring disapproving stares from passersby who didn’t hesitate to remind her of her place in silence. Her fingers brushed her injured foot, where Dallion had treated her wound in his own blunt way. She checked the sole, noting that it was still heali

But the day had turned into a day of doom as Jayden decided to get possessed by a demon and unleashed his wrath on Jaylen. “Where the fuck are my boots?!" Jayden yelled in the hallway. Jaylen and Claire were just returning from the garden and looked so dirty from the mud. Claire had a pair of dirty boots in hand. Jayden came stomping down the stairs when his eyes caught sight of the boot on Claire's hand. His brows clenched together, as he took slow strides towards them. Jaylen stood with his arms folded looking straight at him, as Claire hid behind his back looking scared.

He Planted his feet squarely on the floor and stomped his right foot. “You guys never give up, do you?” he said as he called upon the water from the broken pipes. The spray turned into a geyser and solidified into sharp blades of ice. “It’s an ice mage!” Dorin heard someone shout from outside. Another blast of fire shattered the ice blades. Dorin quickly gathered more water from the pipes and made a wall of thick clear ice to cover the entry way. He then walked in front of the door and looked outside. Xander stood in the hallway, his two escorts standing in front of him, the medic by his side. They looked surprised when they saw Dorin and dropped their guards down.

I laughed again as I pulled the first boot off and began on the other. “What’s your name darlin’? I asked as I chuckled. “You can call me Flora.” She huffed from the bed. “Though most of my studs want me so bad they fuck me with their boots on. I don’t know why you’re bothering with all that when I could have done it.” She descended from the bed to kneel in front of me. I removed my last boot and set it to the side with the other one. I leaned forward until my hands met hers as she was reaching for my belt.

Dora peeked in, hair a wild halo around her small face. “Mommy, have you seen my….” She stopped. Her gaze shifted. On the floor, unmistakable. A man’s shoe. Her eyes widened. “Daddy’s shoe?” Danae’s composure nearly cracked. Before she could construct a believable answer, the bathroom door opened. Vincenzo stepped out, now dressed, composed, as if early-morning appearances in her bedroom were perfectly ordinary. Dora gasped with delight. “Daddy!” She ran into his legs without hesitation.