Cj Dachamp Novels & Stories

She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school during a chemistry practical. In a few minutes, the principal, Mr. Dolan, was making his way through the crowd with some teachers. He held a megaphone which he spoke through as soon as he stopped right underneath where Jade hung. His bald head shone under the bright sun as he told her to come down as calmly as he could.

Inside we head towards Daryl’s office and Jordan knocks. “Enter” I push open the door to see Daryl sat in his office chair, but he wasn’t alone. A man that was a similar age to Daryl was sat opposite him, his green eyes on me. A scar ran down his left cheek and his blonde hair was shaven in a buzz cut. “You must be Luna Ashley. Well Alpha Daryl, you certainly kept this pretty thing hidden” Shit, was he going to challenge Daryl for me.

he growls and I flinch as tears fill my eyes. I turn to walk away when I felt Mackenzie take my hand. I look back, looking between her and my boss with scared eyes. "She was thanking me for saving her life. Your employee was nearly sexually assaulted in your restaurant," Mackenzie says in a protective tone. "Who do you think you're talking to," Mr Jones snarls in her face. "Sir, do you know who you're talking to," the man from before asks and Mr Jones turns to him. "She's the Dhampir, Mackenzie."

“But I can’t let you just go off by yourself at sixteen to another state.” “You can meet my roommate. He’s fey. Also Alpha Joseph is the one who is superintendent of the supernatural part of the college. I’ve spoken with him as well.” “I know his roommate. His name is Dillard. He’s been studying there for two years. Originally he was a guard for the Fey Queen when I met him but he wanted to do more. He’s strong and smart. I recommended him as Liam’s roommate.” I smiled at Liam. “The two of them are introverts so they can hermit together in their labs.”

A heavy, calloused fist collided with Calista’s frame, slamming her onto the wooden chair. A sharp groan escaped her lips as she collapsed forward. Standing above her, her father, Jake, watched with a twisted smirk as blood welled from her wounds. “I love hurting you, do you know that?” he murmured, his voice dripping with malice. “It satisfies me, gives me chills, reminds me of just how much strength I still have left in my system, even at my age.”

Leah immediately looked away, pretending not to know Damien. Damien who understood why Leah was behaving that way immediately averted his eyes from Leah. "So, guys, this is Damien Dupont, he is the CEO of D&D Champagne," said Diana, director of the agency where Leah works. Leah looked up, surprised, CEO? Why would a CEO like Damien live in a modest apartment like Leah's? Very strange... Damien nodded, he introduced some of his staff and then started talking about the new product he was going to release. Leah's concentration was broken, she began to feel something was off.

Dave speculated. Sean shuddered. "Good. That's why your family is ruined because you're so inquisitive. Especially your mother." Dave slammed his fists on the table and stood up. He glared at Sean and his eyes glazed over at him.. We immediately begged even the police to come. "What do you know? Speak up!" “I am D of J D C. By the way, I have to say goodbye,” he said. He was Sean Dela Vega. And the D in JDC was him. It's because of his surname. Now, we have to look for J and C..

I typed, deleted, then typed again. We want different things, Mr. D’Amaris. I want my company. You want leverage. -Valerie Blackthorn…

Daisy Hunter opens the door of her office, immediately she meets face to face with her boss Wade Roberto. "Daisy, I was actually coming to meet you at your office." His voice was barely above whispers. "Okay, I was actually bringing the paperwork of Mr Chan Lee for you to sign." Daisy said, her voice laced with bewilderment. As they walked through the corridor, the chandelier's light shimmered through the entire corridor flooding the whole corridor with a touch of grandeur.

Dalton’s point of view: With an exasperated sigh, I sat down at my study table and scattered every document related to the paper works I had to complete in front of me. “Do you need any help?” I glanced up when Lucas spoke. He’d taken a seat on the couch by the office door. “There’s not much to do. It’s okay.” I shook my head. It wasn’t like I didn’t trust him. This was a top secret kind of mission that we’ve been working on and I don’t think the other Alphas would be as cool as me when they learn that I’ve let someone who wasn’t a pack member help me with the paper works.