Daniel Webber The Dirt Novels & Stories

“You won’t be surprised to hear that the Right-Guardian’s name isn’t really Michael – it’s actually Darryl Webber. Born and raised in Salt Lake City, he had a junkie father and a mother who sold herself to pay the bills, because Dad couldn’t hold a job and kept spending the benefits checks on coke.” “Cutting to the most relevant part of Webber’s life, at least as far as it concerns all of us, he and Crusher Alcott were high school buddies. Both on the football team, hung around the same crowd, got drunk together up at the lake, all the usual teenaged stuff. They stayed in touch for a while after Alcott joined The Hellions, but Webber never Prospected for the club. He left school and pretty m

So he did. "One day I will make you moan my name Jack Charles. When I will fuck you harder than this bastard. And believe me princess you will have so much funnn. Gawdddd. You are soooo sexyyyyyyy. Ahhhh. Better than any p**n...." Wyatt screamed his name after a satisfying masturbating session that he did while watching the live show by Daniel. He saved the video in his mobile folder. "Daniel Stephen. You will have to pay for it, bitch. I am not spending 50000 dollars on you for nothing. I will get multiple times back from you. Including your bitch. And will make you my bitch too". He spat in anger before laughing like maniacs.

She then changed position, and she put her chest on his, kissing him on his cheek as she snapped another photo. “Are you friends with this fucking whore” she asked “Language, please!” he growled Daniel jerked away as she handed the phone back to the girls, saying a seductive thank you and flipping her hair with a look that almost made me gag. That arsehole flirting with Daniel! By the looks of it, Daniel didn't give a damn about her. He instead excused himself for being late and told me to follow him.

As I walked outside, I saw an angry looking Daniel leaning against his car over the second side of the road I walked to him Me: Daniel Daniel : Unugwa! What the hell is wrong with you? Are you crazy? Are you this stupid? Me: what's going on? Daniel : I thought we were friends. I thought you were on my side My heart raced. He found out already? Daniel: you're dating Andy! You're dating the guy I hate so much! How could you! Me: I fell in love with him Daniel : fell in love! To hell with your damn love! You're a traitor!

He is fighting for that championship and as much as I love that Oliver is kicking ass out there, I am rooting for Dalon, hoping he will at least take one championship home and seeing as Caleb has a shit car, I am hoping this is the year for Dalon. “Yeah, but he keeps fucking up, and then he has to get his ass out of those shit situations. He doesn’t seem to be able to keep it clean.” Daniel says and I have to agree, that seems to be the trend, but there is still hope for the man. “As if we don’t do that in our daily lives.” I say jokingly, but suddenly I am reminded just how big I have dug my own hole, and I am dying to find a way out. Good thing I had saved up since the day I moved out of m

“Oh, you’re eager tonight, aren’t you, baby? What do you want to see?” Then, another ding. A bigger one. $100. The username makes my breath catch. DomTheBoss69. He’s been my white whale for two weeks. A top-tier tipper who never shows his face or uses his mic, only the chat. His words are always, always a command. DomTheBoss69: The red is a good color. But it’s still in the way. A thrill shoots straight to my core. My pussy clenches around nothing, already getting slick. This is the game. This is the real addiction.

“I’m Daddy’s filthy little whore.” “That’s better,” he says, standing slowly. He runs a hand over the curve of my ass, brushing lightly over the places he marked earlier. The contrast is maddening. I ache for both the sting and the softness, but he gives me neither. “You thought I’d be too soft to follow through. You thought I’d let you mouth off and embarrass me without consequences. But now look at you. Dripping, broken and completely fucking ruined.” I nod against the table, eyes squeezed shut, every part of me trembling.

No matter how noble Daniel was, he was nothing in front of an ultra-wealthy family. Daniel was terrified. Once the Fawkes family got on their case, the huge Wilder family of Somerton could be destroyed in a short time. “I’m sorry. I was wrong. I deserve to die! I’m an assh*le! I’m worse than a dog!” Daniel knelt on the floor as he kept apologizing to Dustin. When Dustin saw him like that, he felt a bit amused. Not long ago, Daniel had acted all high and mighty and schemed against him with ease, but he was currently begging at Dustin’s feet without caring for his pride.

“On your team’s most difficult players.” She handed it over and gave me a wink. “The Vipers are insane. This will help you handle all their issues.” I flipped open the file, and there he was. Noah Hudson. Hockey’s biggest bad boy, captured mid-glare, helmet under his arm, shirt half off, tattoos peeking through the edge of his shoulder pads. Even in a still image, he looked like he was seconds away from a fight. Or something worse. Lucia leaned over my shoulder. “Okay, I’m just gonna say it. He’s hot.”

"What has gotten into you, Daniel? You're that overjoyed because Aunt Beth is being discharged today, huh?" Daniel was absolutely furious. He gritted his teeth and glared at Beth, snapping, "I'm not overjoyed at all! I'm going to kill this wicked woman! She's the one who hired that driver to crash into Mommy. She's the reason she lost the baby, and she nearly lost her life too! I swear I'll kill this woman!" Beth hadn't anticipated Daniel learning the truth. Still, she stubbornly maintained her composure, asking, "What kind of nonsense is that, Daniel? Why would I ever hire someone to hurt Meryl? Who told you such a thing?"