Daniel D'arby Novels & Stories

He turned to see but Daniel was nowhere to see. "Shittt". --- Tabby

First, the bodyguards come out of the black cars and Charlotte is surprised to see so many of them. When the bodyguards circled the cars, the door of the white car opened and a tall man stepped out. Dressed in black from head to toe, Daniel Scott looks everything she has imagined him to be. His hair was combed back and his brown eyes sparkle as he looks at Azraiel. If she hadn’t seen the file she would guess his age as 35 years at max. “Sir.” Azraiel nods at him and offers his hand for a handshake as the Head Coordinator stands in front of him.

"I'm saying we need the truth." Emily looked back at the paused image on the phone again. Her heart felt confused. Angry. And strangely hopeful. If Daniel was really alive… Then what had happened three years ago? At that moment, Daniel spoke again. "There’s something else." Alexander looked at him. "What?" Daniel scrolled through the information on his tablet. "The man in the video…" He hesitated for a moment. Alexander raised an eyebrow. "Say it." Daniel continued, "He is now the CEO of a company called Harper Global Investments."

Houston's Latest Heartthrob: The Woman Who Keeps Daniel Zavaro Warm Between the Cleats I snatch the paper from her and scan the article, vaguely aware Geni is reading over my shoulder. Step back ladies. It appears Daniel Zavaro is off the market. Maybe even for good! Last week, the twenty-nine-year-old captain of the Texas Mutiny, and one of last year's most eligible bachelors, was spotted in the company of twenty-five-year-old Quincy Watson, a local hairdresser.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

He’s snuggling her with questions, she looks at me, smiling. “Mine.” My wolf growls at the young man been so close to her. I radiate jealousy as I see the man touch and hold Justin’s hands. “Stop being a creep.” Justin tells the young man before turning to look at me. He turns and notice I’m sitting in the room in the clinic. “I’m Luke, Justin’s brother.” He gives me his hand for a handshake. I stood up from the sit and take his hand. “I’m Arthur.” I say respectfully and with a smile on my face.

No matter how much I liked her in every possible way, like a typical guy, I was crushing over this look of hers. When I was busy examining her she looked at Daniel, driving her eyes away from me. I felt like to slam him right there and catch all the attention of hers. "So, here he is. You may know him, Abraham", Arben spoke, pulling me out of the muse. "Daniel Baig" Until then, they reached us. I lifted my head to look at Amayra again. She wasn't looking at me, Daniel's fucking hand was still on her waist. I felt like to cut it off.

Daniel said for Damien to smirk. "Go get yourself a woman too Daniel. "Damien said before sitting down. "Is she your wife Demmy?” Mirabel asks for Damien to nod. "Hi, cousin-in-law...I'm Mirabel your cold husband's cousin and that's. "I can introduce myself Mira " Daniel cut in for Mirabel to hissed. "I'm Daniel Willington Cartel," Daniel said as he walked to Arrya and carried her hand, he pecked at it getting a glare from his cousin which made him smile.

He’d urged his granddad to diversify, plant a bit of something else, but other seed was hard to come by, and what little other vegetables were planted never did as well as the potato when they had a good crop. As they approached others making their way down the road to the dance, Aaron pushed thoughts of his mother, the failing potatoes, and even the Dark Ones away, and trying not to let his nerves get the best of him, he began to think about the possibility of dancing the evening away with the beautiful Aislyn O’Malley.

It was more from a being which was supposed to be extinct. A creature which shouldn't be alive and seen more as a myth. He was glad he was able to reach Trevor on time before he was killed because if the DNA matched what he wanted and also, the scan he wanted to perform, he'd even be more famous. As he strode into the room, he glared at a lab technician, Harry, as he stood by the doorway. "Take that handcuffs off him!" "I-I thought..." Harry stammered. "He's an intern." A brunette, Marie said as she stepped into the room.