Dana Kindred Novels & Stories

TWO AND A HALF YEARS LATER… DAHLIA "Careful there Cain!" Dane’s mother scolded her grandson despite the smile on her face. "You will get your mother's clothes dirty." She kissed the chubby little boy on his cheek. He pouted as he tugged at her necklace. I smiled watching them, my little boy with his large grey eyes like mine and his hair was the same as his father and sister. "Let me fix that for you." Amanda said adjusting my veil that Cain had just tugged.

“Someone older, strong, who just takes control and tells me what to do.” Mia’s heart jumped. She had been having the same thoughts for months. She bit her lip and whispered, “Me too, Mom. I keep thinking about it… a lot.” They looked at each other and laughed nervously, but the idea didn’t go away. Later that night, tipsy and giggling, they made a secret profile together on a private site. They wrote that they were a mother and daughter looking for one dominant older man to be “Daddy” to both of them. They didn’t expect much, but two days later they got a message from Daniel.

Nikolai, the one that had picked us up last night raise a brow. "You don't need those," his baritone voice filled the space. He wasn't bad at all. He was just a few inches shorter than hot daddy. Strong shoulders. Built muscles. Too hot to be doing daddy duties. Just like hot daddy, but he had this playful grin to his face, unlike hot daddy, and it made him less appealing. "Please, daddy. Grant me this one. It's my Christmas wish," Sonia whined, wriggling in her seat like a child throwing a meaningless tantrum.

“This is my cousin, Alpha Mason of Bloodhall Pack, his mate Selene, and their son Ethan.” ‘This has to be a joke!’ I muttered under my breath, refusing to believe that Dante, my second-chance mate, the man I’d bargained my life and my freedom with, shared blood with the man who’d once promised me forever and then planned to use me as a broodmare before discarding me like refuse.

Dara was quiet for long enough that the quiet became its own answer. "A body," she said. "Not your mother's." Ryder made a sound. "She came to us," Dara said. "To the elders. Eighteen months before her funeral. She'd felt the counterpart activate — she was the keeper of the bloodline, she felt everything connected to it. She knew what it meant. She knew the Architect had felt it too." She paused. "She understood that if he located the counterpart before the child could be protected, the binding half of the golden bloodline would be eliminated. Permanently."

"Just trust me, okay?" As we grew closer to the Black Forest Pack, Danica seemed to grow more and more unsettled. I couldn’t help but wonder if she could sense the familiar energy of her true blood relatives. "Why…" she began, but stopped as Dax and Frank made their way towards us from the trail ahead. "Mason…?" she gasped, giving me a questioning look. "Who are they?" "Your grandfather and uncle." I explained, giving Danica a reassuring smile. "However, they don’t know you yet."

said Keysha, tears running down her cheeks again. Look, Miss, do you have proof of the similarities between Danar and Marvel?" asked Mrs. Diane "There Ma'am." Keysha also showed photos of herself and Marvel, which were still on her cellphone. Ma'am Dian and everyone there also saw the photo and confirmed the similarities between Danar and Marvel. Ma'am Dian returned Keysha's cellphone. "Danar is not our child."

The stubborn, resilient heart of our little community. “Oh my goodness…” The gasp was torn from me, a weak, pathetic sound in the face of such utter devastation. Amanda was… unkillable. She had survived the initial collapse of the world, she had built this sanctuary, she had argued and bargained and fought for every one of us. To see her like this, broken and discarded on a bloody floor, felt like the universe itself had broken a fundamental rule.

At that age, few things can stop them from their desires Eldest Vecna, the Blood Tyrant and progenitor of the Kindred Vampires. This is a new chapter, of a dark gods return to power, leading his legions of Kindred Vampires while sacrificing a mere world to achieve it Raven: wow, you are actually kinda smart oh Jane: there was actually a time they gave us an assignment about the innovative system and we were all oblivious as you guys are right now and it was Jake that schooled us. I'm sure that no one here actually knows it sef.

“This shit goes beyond the curse.” Dan didn’t respond as he walked more into the room. Alyssa and Jason glanced at each other for a moment as both tried to sympathize and understand his father. It was hard since, even now, he wasn’t ready to let them in. He walked into the living room glancing at the pictures on the wall. The woman was very lively, smiled brightly, as she held her young sons. “Vera Sanders, my egg donor.” Dan sighed as he took in a deep breath, taking the picture off the wall. “I hate her.” He threw it on the couch.