Dakota Total Drama Novels & Stories

His claws dig out and scrape the inner layer of my head in an attempt to come out. Dakota, control! I warn him. I ignore the smell, reporters, and comments from females, and hastily reach the stage. By then Dakota starts to jump and scratch in my head unruly. I try to block him, as he wants to take control of us. And we both know, when he takes control, we always end up tasting blood. "Good morning people of Damison Group." Anger is clearly visible in my voice, it is more like a warning for Dakota to not mess this up. My hold on the podium gets tighter as I try hard not to focus on the smell.

"Emma, Jake's current affection level is 93.261%. You're only 90 points away from 5,000." Hearing the system's update, I quickly ran the numbers. It was time to go all out. … While Jake was in the shower, I glanced at his phone. Dakota had messaged him, inviting him out for a night of intimacy. After a week of restraining himself with me, Jake had agreed without hesitation. Before long, the two of them were speeding up the mountain in a sports car. They set up their tent on the grassy edge of the cliff. "Jake, are you sure about this spot? Aren't you afraid that Emma might show up?" Dakota purred, her fingers tracing along his collar.

My hands grow cold, and I lose the ability to be able to stand properly, leaning into the counter beside me to take the weight. “I fell pregnant in my last year of college….. I wanted to leave your father and be with Bryan, but Dane’s mother told him first. She was pregnant, too.” My mom blurts it out, sagging as though ashamed to admit to me what she did all those years ago, and my legs turn to rubber. Causing me to collapse into the stool behind me before I fall flat on my face and Dane becomes completely immobile and silent. All the fierce hostility in him seems to vanish, and what’s left is this statuelike nothing as he stares at his dad. I can almost taste the sense of despair around hi

Dakota sprinted toward the two women, already several meters from the third bench near the fountain. “Stop! That bag belongs to me!” Dakota shouted. Startled, the women dropped the bag as if it had suddenly burst into flames. “What are you talking about?” one said, wide-eyed. “Isn’t this part of the scene?” the other chimed in. Dakota felt a chill run down her spine. “Scene?” “The street theater thing! We were hired to perform—paid fifty bucks to be part of it,” the first woman snapped. With trembling hands, she unzipped the bag the woman was holding.

"I need to tell you something, but promise me you won't be mad." "At this point, I don't think there's anything that can shock me, so bring it on, " she said flatly. I mustered the courage to speak and share my secret. "The thing is... Well, Elias... Axton's friend... He is, uh... He is my mate." Dakota's hand flew to her chest and she shrieked, her eyes widening in horror. "What! Elias? Why didn't you tell me? Hold on. You went to him last night?"

Memory coughed a few times, wishing she had some water. “Yeah...?” Memory pressed her palm to her forehead, a rush of recognition leaving her feeling even more foolish than she had when she’d misspoken earlier and now that she’d almost spit up all over the table. “You’re... Dakota Brooks.” “Yeah....” Of course he was—Dak was short for Dakota. He was the real estate developer Kirsten had been telling her about the day before. No wonder he seemed to like their little town so much. It smelled like money. Memory inhaled deeply through her nose and tried not to show her emotions on her face, but he could tell something had shifted. He was staring at her with his perfect eyebrows arched over his s

Dakota wraps her arms around my leg as she cries. “Please don’t go with the bad man Mommy. Please stay here with me and Daddy.” Tears run down my face as I reach down and rub my hand over her head. I look at Jordan, and his eyes are filled with tears. “I have to sweetheart. Stay here with Daddy. I love you.” My voice cracks as we all three cry. Dakota runs to Jordan. “Please don’t let the bad guy take Mommy. Please, Daddy.” Jordan picks her up and whispers to her. She nods, he puts her down, and she runs out of the room.

I relaxed my shoulders and squeezed Lola’s hand ”I’ll be staying… at least for your big day” “OH YAYY" she clapped her hands then grasped mine tightly. “thankyou" she hugged me, and when we let go, I turned to Dakota. “Ok… your turn D, what’s new with you?” I couldn’t help but notice as all their faces fell and looked rather sheepish. “Umm well… I do have something actually that I need to tell you… I Um... well... we... me and..” I shook her arm as I chuckled ”come on D spit it out”

I say to him. “Any part of you I want? You are willing to do anything for me?” Dakota asks. “Yes, I will let you fuck me any way you want to fuck me,” I say to him. With this newfound knowledge, Dakota dives into my pussy more intensely. He eats me fiercely and forcefully. He is turned on by the thought of a willing participant in any game he wants to play. “Can I hold you down and take your ass while you scream my name,” Dakota asks. “Is that what turns you on?” I ask him.

The crowd watched as Dakota elegantly sat on his Nine-tailed fox back who successfully defeated the Cursed Gorilla. Dakota smirked. "Frederick hasn't surrendered yet, so why don't my Daisy attack him?" The crowd heard her loud and clear. They were frozen since a while ago when Dakota started attacking. Blue spirit energy was on her hands and that only means she is a Blue Rank Cultivator. Base on how deep the blue is, they knew that she's at the Blue Rank Intermediate level! They were shocked and nervous. Just a while ago, they were giving a lot of hate comments on Dakota and the Eudoxcus Clan.