Dame Dash And Aaliyah Novels & Stories

When the final notes faded, Elena turned the volume down and turned to look at him again. Damien was in shock; no woman had ever danced for him. Her lithe form had flowed with the music and her voice had harmonized with the vocals from the man singing the song. The total effect was one of wonder and to his mind, magic. When the song faded and she turned to look at him, his first reaction was to howl his appreciation. He wanted to give her back some of the magic she had given him. He sat back on his haunches and filled his lungs, tapping into those deep emotions and the all-consuming love he had for her; he howled.

For my daughter’s sake, I’ll at least try to look nice. Aaliyah ran out of my room and into the bathroom with a shirt and a nice pair of shoes in her arms. “Momma put these on!” She exclaimed, practically throwing them at me. I caught them and put the shoes on first. They were a cute pair of flats Tillie got me for my birthday last year. The shirt was a black corset top, a little sexier than I expected my eight-year-old to grab but maybe it looked fancy to her. Aaliyah hanked me by my hand and rushed me out of the house and into the driveway. “This is my Mom!” Aaliyah exclaimed when we were face to face. “Isn’t she gorgeiaous?” she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong.

I can't almost recognize myself! Not long after, I see Miss Aliyah Torres stepping out of the door. She's wearing a black and sleeveless business suit, her chestnut-dyed hair falling freely on her back. Despite the distance, the porcelain-like skin on her arms and legs shines against the dark shade of her dress. She even looks prettier and more dazzling than her photos in magazines.

The figure at her presence was a trusted ally, somebody she had accepted was on their side. “Althea?” Clara whispered, her voice filled with disbelief. “You’re behind all of this?” Althea smiled, her eyes cold and calculating. “You’ve always been so naive, Clara. The Heart’s power belongs to those who are willing to take it.” Clara felt an intense surge of outrage and betrayal, her heart beating in her chest. She had been deceived, and the adversary was closer than she had ever envisioned. --- As Clara faced Althea, she knew that the stakes had never been higher. The Heart’s power hung in the balance, and the fate of their world rested on their shoulders and their actions afterwards.

she introduced herself. "Hi Alisia, you can call me Dannie, definitely. It's nice to meet you." I greeted. "The pleasure is all mine, trust me" she said giddily. "These are my best friends, Layla London, Janelle Wang, and Sofia Vergara" I introduced. "Hi! It's nice to finally meet you all. You're much more beautiful in person" Alisia said, her perfect smile still graced her face. My friends blushed in unison and greeted her. They looked at her the same way she looked at me; their eyes shined with their approval of her.

Jasper turned to Ryan. At that moment, there was gasps and loud murmurs as Aliya entered the banquet. Her dress was a shimmering cascade of emerald silk that flowed around her like liquid moonlight. It was simple in design, yet utterly captivating, accentuating her figure without clinging to it, leaving just enough to the imagination. The neckline was daringly low, revealing a hint of delicate skin, while the skirt fell in graceful folds to the floor, hinting at a hidden elegance. Her gaze sharp and unwavering, locked onto Aiden’s.

Then when she finally found the ‘perfect’ shoes, she said they were too ‘cute’ to be paired with a normal outfit, so she decided that the shoes ‘deserve’ better and tried to find another outfit again. Then when she finally found the outfit, she couldn’t decide what earrings to wear so she gave Alison a choice to choose from two very identical looking pairs of earrings and then, they spent half an hour looking at them after which she decided not to wear earrings at all. I know for a fact not all women are like this because I was surrounded by women growing up. Danika was annoying and different. She was too spoilt and too bratty for her own good. If someone asks her to hurry up, she’ll make su

"Catch that little rat, sisters. And lock her up in the cage." Leticia turned around to face Vlora and informed. "I have delighted news, Ms Dasher. Lady Dasher is not dead. She is alive but asleep. I don't know the reason yet but soon I will found out. Just keep her somewhere safe. And this knife is the way we can kill Paxson... And I'm going to help our alpha." Vlora said, "Lets us go with you..." "No, Ms Dasher. When I will give you a sign, you can come. Not before that."

She didn't use her student identity but a visitor from the Campbells as a first daughter of the Campbells which is why she was allowed to enter the presidential suit. " Miss.. what's the problem?" Damien asked bringing Aliya back. With the resemblance, he can beat his wife is more beautiful but they have a slight resemblance of course the lady at his front has same facial features as his mother-in-law. " Uhmm... sorry once again, please can I know your name?" Aliya shyly asked for Damien to smirk. "It's unnecessary," Damien said as he closed his car door and drove out making Aliya take a deep breath and release it out.

And of course she turned her head towards the direction of my office as if she knew I was going to be here. She got to Liam and helped him get up and walked away but of course she stopped walking all of a sudden. All of a sudden mother came out and Aaliyah gave Liam to mother. Once mother was inside with Liam all hell broke loose. The red head from earlier punched her and in the blink of an eye on the floor bleeding to death. So fast Aaliyah slit her throat without anyone seeing and for a split second I thought I saw her lips curve up into a smile. I was too far away to really see but we got to see why Aaliyah is who she is.