Dallas Winston Novels & Stories

“I know.” “Good. Now we can get to the serious part. The Dallas Titans have been the talk of the town in the NFL, but you and I both know, everyone is interested in one man in particular. Jaxon Wolfgang. He’s known to be evasive, but you are gonna have to work hard to break through his shell and get us where we need to be." The irony isn’t lost on me that I have to work hard to get the quarterback of the Dallas Titans to spare a minute of his time for me. Again

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

Dallas shook with rage, then took control of himself again. “Dallas.” Selena’s eyes were steady. “Your ‘maybe’ is better than everyone else’s ‘no way’. You’ve got to try, boss.” “Fuck,” he said softly. “I know,” she said. “I know. But if you don’t try, Olivia’s got no chance whatsoever. With you? She has a prayer.” Dallas stared down at the window one last time, then reached for his cell. He dialled and they all waited. “Dean? Yeah. I need you to get something for me from my office safe. Get some paper to write down the combination, man.” He took a deep breath. “And you need to haul ass, Jessop. No fucking lie.”

His stare stayed locked on Dallas, unmoved. Dallas nodded quickly, afraid to speak again. “Yes...s..sir…” he whispered, barely audible. His voice cracked, but he forced himself to stay still. “Now listen carefully. Tell me exactly what happened before I lose my patience with you completely.” His irritation was still present, just controlled for the moment. Dallas looked down, struggling to organize his thoughts under pressure. “I was at the club,” he started, voice shaky. “With my friends… I took drugs.”

“His bodyguard introduced me to him.” “Yeah, I saw that tall guy often. He gave a good tip.” “His name is Owen Boone.” “So, where is Lake Winston?” “He went to see his mother.” “And you did not go, why?” “He invited me, but I have work and am not ready.” “This is really serious.” She took another order, and Dallas came back with some bottles. “Why did you say that?” “You just met him like a week ago, and now he wants you to meet his mother? That’s rare, and he’s a gem. I say, marry him and make some cute babies.”

the other one spat. I stumbled back. His words echoed in my head as I tried to regain my footing. They were wrong. Winona was the daughter of a black man . . . But we’d never looked into her mother. I strode back to the gala, back to where I could make sense of things, and scanned the crowd for Winona. How could we not have known? Dallas held his gut as he laughed at something Winona was saying. His eyes sparkled, and his smile stretched wider than it ever did with me or his boys.

Cassandra’s point of view: Dalton had all of us standing in a line, facing him. The seriousness on his face showed that his devotion to duty never wavered. Every single trace of playfulness from earlier was long gone. “We’ll start with some exercises. Jeremy, Rowan,” Dalton ordered two warriors to come forward to show us some demonstrations. Both warriors right away started illustrating the exercises that we’d have to do for the next hour or so. They did it so smoothly as though they’d done this a couple of times already.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

Unfortunately, when Winson led his army to attack Storm City, Reese was in the royal city meeting the King, so she did not get back in time. When she returned in the evening, Reese was happy to learn that Albert had successfully defended Storm City. However, when she learned Winson had died at the hands of Darryl, she was surprised. Darryl was dressed like an ordinary person and only had the strength of a saint king. How was he able to kill Winson?

The smaller immediately pouted at it and then put it down to gather his stuff. Ford really fucking wished the alpha would stop taking his damn coffee. Dallas stood, his elbow was grabbed, it was his alpha seat-neighbor, “You know, you’ve been really glowing lately. I wished I noticed sooner because you’re honestly really beautiful. You wanna go out some time? I’ll give you my number.” The omega kind of just looked at him. Was he... blind or something? Did he not just see Dallas’s hands all over him? Could he not smell Dallas Oaks on him? “U-uhm..”