Daniel D'arby Novels & Stories

I grabbed him by the shirt and looked up at him. "I don't want anyone but Sierra. I want her to know how deeply sorry I am. I know I hurt her, and I hate myself for it. I love her so much that I can't bear the thought of losing her. Aria is my daughter, how can she grow up without a father?" He forcefully removed my hands from his shirt. "Aria was your daughter in the past, but now she is Dean's daughter in the present. You should go start a new life with Alex and forget about Sierra. You lost, and there's no way you can win her back."

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

" No please don't do this Brian please." The girl cried out as I launched at her tearing a part of her cheek as she screamed in horror and pain. I enjoyed her tastes. "Shhh, it'll be over soon my lovely." I said as I dried off her tears with my fingers and continued feasting upon her face. I usually loved to dine on my prey on the table while they are tied down. I live alone, except for my one and only servant. Mr. Wilson is what I call him. My parents had passed when I was a lad, but they were like me. Cannibals. They raised me to believe how they believed. Feed upon the young and you remain young forever. I have never felt love for no one except maybe my parents and my servant.

When he saw the door close behind me, he'd go. People at the firm noticed. There was some talk for a few days. When I didn't react at all, it quieted down. Daniel was the first to ask me about it. Daniel Torres. Harvard Law, thirty-six, had worked cross-border arbitration spanning three jurisdictions — the US, the UK, Singapore. One of the most senior partners at the firm. In my first week, he'd picked a fight with me in front of the whole room at a case review. He was the first real opponent I'd made here.

And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door hard behind him. My mother collapsed into a chair, shaking. "Who was that, Annie? His power.it was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it, not even from the Martial Lord." I kept mute, but I knew then my mom knew my state. I couldn't say a lot. I looked down at my babies, their tiny fists opening and closing. My sons needed a pack. They needed the best protection they would have. And Damon, for his wickedness, was still an Alpha, still known by all. The strange man was too much of a risk.

Micheal turned sharply. Daniel stepped inside. His expression was serious as his eyes moved between Micheal and Aryn. “Micheal,” Daniel said shortly. Micheal looked confused. “You know her?” Daniel’s gaze shifted toward Aryn, his jaw tightening slightly. “Yes.” Aryn laughed softly. “Oh, Daniel,” she said mockingly. “Still trying to play the hero?” Daniel ignored her and stepped forward slowly. “You should not have escaped,” he said coldly. Micheal’s eyes narrowed.

And oh, I definitely got up from where I was sitting when Ariana Grande made an appearance. She was someone I couldn't bear to watch from afar. She stood there, waving elegantly and blowing kisses as her heels descended on the stairs. I couldn't get much of a glimpse of her, though, but that dissatisfaction faded when I saw Michelle Blaze make his appearance. He was dressed in a Dior T-shirt and baggy trousers, a diamond chain hanging from his neck as a different style of Gold mask relaxed on his face. His hair was neatly braided to the back as he chewed a piece of Gum in his mouth, while talking to his manager.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

That's why sir Daryls always carries a notebook and pen with him wherever he travels since he's analyzing and managing the finances for those 30 firms at the same time. "You're falling for him more," Daniel remarked, and when I looked at him, he was serious and a little dismayed. "What?" I asked as he gave me a bitter smile and leaned in closer. "So dense," he laughed like a broken man and let me go. "Do you have a problem, Daniel?" I asked, and he nodded. "What exactly is it?" When I questioned again, his expression turned bored. "Nothing. It's just too boring. I'll go ahead," Daniel said before entering his room.

She enters and finds a couple of men in suits, one better looking than the other, one with a sour face and the other with a gentle face. “Arya Harley?” asks Daniel, standing up when he sees her arrive. “Yes,” she extends her hand and greets him. “Daniel Cheng, the lawyer who contacted you” she warns. “This is my client, Ayden Emory.” Arya out of inertia goes over to shake his hand, but he looks at her with disdain and indifference. “Have a seat, miss,” he says instead, pointing to the chair closest to Daniel. The young woman is conflicted by his attitude, but accepts with a hint of annoyance, for if there's one thing she doesn't like, it's taking orders.