Novel & Cerita Dally X Johnny

Emila watched her step as she moved into the living room, there was something familiar about how she walked but she couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was about it that made it seem familiar. “Where is he?” Emily asked, an edge in her voice coming off quite unusually but she maintained her still. “Oh, he’s in the bathroom, he’s taking a shower. Do take a seat please. Have we met or something before, I think I know you” she replied, her voice quickening at the end. “We haven't met before,I don't think you know me. Name's Dally” Emily said sharply, desperate to conceal her true identity. “Sorrrry, my bad… must’ve been someone else”

TYLER “One more bastard and it's over,” Johnny said, exhaling. “Just one more. I hope it will just come out right now.” “Man, I feel you. The last one should have gotten here by now.” It had been days since we killed the nineteenth Xiray. We were all impatiently waiting for it to appear so that we can put all this behind us. As I sat on the porch of the cabin, with my best friend Johnny beside me, we chatted about everything, including the day that had been bestowed upon us. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, and the sky was painted with breathtaking shades of blue.

The silence between them feels heavy, almost suffocating. Bethany breaks it gently. “Daisy, what’s going on? You sounded...” Daisy doesn’t respond right away. Instead, she collapses onto the couch, burying her face in her hands. Bethany sits beside her, placing a comforting hand on her back. “Daisy?” Finally, Daisy looks up, her eyes brimming with fresh tears. “It’s John. Everything is falling apart, Bethany. He... he’s done horrible things.” Bethany frowns, her stomach tightening in anticipation. “What things?”

We made it to a fairly large two story house. It looked like a family home, and for some reason, it just suited John. When John opened the door right after we passed the front porch, it looked like he'd been waiting for us. I assumed Dylan had warned him that we would be stopping by. "Dylan," John said, giving him a man-hug. Dylan returned it, telling John that he was excused for the rest of the week from any pack duties. "Hey Leila." I was surprised when John gave me a hug too.

He wanted to look untamed. Johnny got into his car and drove off to party with intents to run into Charlie but if he didn’t all the better because he had Sara at his beck and call ready to be with him for as long as he wanted (which he had now realized was only for the amount of time she was being fucked) and he wasn’t going to feel guilty about it. He put on some good hymes and sang along to them. Johnny Maddox liked listening to hymes. They were the only music he could get himself to relax to and he also felt that he could think better when he played hymes.

John walked out with a dark face, but Rainie behind him grabbed him. "Mr. Freeman, are you going to save Dolly now?" "Let go!" John said coldly without looking back. However, Rainie did not let go but ran after him and stopped in front of him. "Dolly's true to you. You shouldn't be so ruthless." With a dark face, John raised his hand and shook Rainie off. Malice appeared in his ink-like eyes. "My business has nothing to do with you!"