Dana Matherson Novels & Stories

Some of the nearby guests also glanced their way. “Look, I know that my wife is a little out of the line, but you don’t have to say it like that,” Harvey cut in. “That is where you are wrong. There is no better way to teach your wife some manners,” Anthony said with gritted teeth. “Who am I? That is not the right question here.” Danica got up and stomped her feet. She shot back, “Who do you think you are? You are just a nobody. Newsflash. I am Danica Peterson. I am a Hospitality Management Consultant. And my biggest clients are the Wrights.”

I wanted a child. It was getting so bad that I found myself eyeing Dana, one of the servers at Flesh. She wore a revealing outfit and a coy little mask, but I’d been coming long enough to recognize her. I didn’t know anything about her, except she sucked cock like a hoover, and I certainly had no indication she was maternal. She did have nice hips though. That was important in a brood mare, right?

“She’s smarter than that. But she wouldn’t dirty her hands alone. Danu handled most of the ground work. He’s her runner — and I’ll bet he’s been paid off from a shadow account.” Damien’s jaw tightened. “Then we find that account.” Rama nodded. “Exactly. And I know someone who can help us do that.” --- That night, they met in a small apartment filled with the faint hum of multiple monitors. The glow from the screens bathed the room in pale blue light. Sitting in front of the largest setup was a young woman with sharp eyes and headphones around her neck. “This is Keira,” Rama introduced. “Best data tracker I know. Discreet, fast, and doesn’t ask questions.”

“ I must say that I never expected the tyrant of the business world , that rules with an iron fist to plead with an old lady like myself . You even bowed your head which I highly respect because the first rule that a ruler of the business world must learn is that he can not bow his head to no one yet you are bowing your head to me . I thank you for that . “ said madam Dana with a smile . “ …Madam Dana ?…..Who are you ? “ asked Nikole confused . “ Nikole…….pardon the late introduction . I am Dana Danikhal . The matriarch of the Danikhal family . “ said madam Dana with a warm smile as she introduced herself . Amra , Aron , Alex and Noah looked at her shocked . They never expected that she woul

Emily Warner The loud knocking and my cat meowing in my face woke me up. What the damn hell? “Emily Anne Warner, if you don’t open this damned door in a minute, I swear to god I will knock it down with a bulldozer. I am not kidding you. You haven’t replied to any texts or calls in a week. At least before that you answered my texts. I am not going to leave you alone now.” I sat up straight in my bed as I could hear Danika yelling.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

“Thirty percent is thirty percent. You’ve built an empire on worse odds.” The pavement was very quiet between us. He said nothing. Then he turned and walked into the building. I stood on the pavement. Watched the door close behind him. Pulled out my phone. There was a message from Daniel. How did it go. I stared at it. Then above it, from two minutes ago, a message from a number I didn’t recognise. I opened it. Mr Carter. My name is Lena Cole. Damien’s wife. The pavement tilted slightly. I think it’s time we met.

the smallest voice shouted through the house. “ oh I didn’t know you were going to have company grams.” she sighed blowing on her hands as she walked into the kitchen She is short about my sister's height at a strong 4 '11. Her hair is strawberry red, curly and puffy like a cotton ball. Pale skin and pink full lips with the brightest nordic blue eyes. Her cheeks are flushed red along with her hands and button nose. Without even thinking twice, I got up from my seat grabbing the blanket that was thrown on the back of the couch, rushing back to the kitchen and wrapping it around her little body.

"Hmm. Well, there's a girl in hostel C. She is a point one's girl." "How did you know that?" "She wears the ring of a point one from one other smaller fraternity called the Doomers. But then I don't get the point of seeing her. Not all point ones are like Donovan. They are usually forbidden but he may not be the same as Donovan." "If they are usually forbidden then it's similar. I need to see her." "Fine. I get your point. Still, it's kind of risky. You don't know what relationship The Apex Order has with the Doomers, so you have to be careful.”

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,