Danielle Marvel Novels & Stories

His sex slaves. ‘’Whatever you say, miss queen,’’ Danielle finally said after a moment of silence. She stood up from the ground and headed towards the end of the cave that might lead somewhere. ‘’I better move along with my partner cause the time is counting and I don’t want to become a loser,’’ Danielle raised her tag and showed it to everyone. ‘’the jewelry had got to be somewhere here,’’ she shouted from inside the cave. ‘’guys!’’ her loud voice echoed through the cave. ‘’there is a pool here!’’ she announced.

she said after a pause, the name sounding forced on her tongue. Before Arya could respond, footsteps echoed down the stairs and Danielle descended with all the grace and performance of someone who had perfected the art of appearing nice and pleasant while it was all a facade. Her smile was wide, her eyes bright, and when she reached us, she ignored me and hugged Arya like they were friends. “Oh my goodness,” Danielle gushed. “It’s been so long…you look absolutely radiant.” “Thank you…you look really nice too.” Arya smiled at her.

This demon- ughh literally. “How come you are free at this hour, babe. What happened to your royal duties,” I asked as I allowed my needy joystick to rub against the s*xy beast over me. “Your Mom and Alpha Zoe took over for the day. They wanted to surprise the citizens of the Land of Dark Arts and me with something,” Danielle answered. “So I came to you coz I missed you !” Danielle rasped before crawling up closer to my face and dipping down his head to kiss me.

One of the bad guy took off the masking tape on Danielle's lips. “ Celine! You're the mastermind of all what happened to me? “ Danielle's face was in rage. Her eyes were blazing with fire of anger. All the while, she thought that a beautiful maiden like Celine could never do such hideous thing to her but there's a saying that behind the beauty is an evil being like the evil queen in snow white. “ No wonder my abductors knew everywhere I go and whom to look out for. It was you all along!” Danielle yelled hard. She burst i tremendous anger but she was also thinking about the danger Celine was planning to do on her.

The party would be starting at exactly six o'clock in the evening. But at five o'clock, Danielle was already glammed up. She was wearing a stunning rose gold-colored gown that flaunts sophistication in the real meaning of the word. Danielle made sure that her designer would adhere to the values she learned while she was with the Del Fierros. The Del Fierros. Danielle sighed sadly at the thought of them. She really missed them. Do they still remember her? She misses Miriam's cooking, Rev. Marcus' words of wisdom, Dr. Levi, of course. How's he doing with Myrtle? Are the twins Elijah and Ezekiel making Esther's life difficult by guarding her to heart? Would she be able to get a boyfriend?

Marie simply shook her head and smiled. "I'm fine, President; I've also scheduled your meeting with Mr. Velasco," Marie said with a smile, catching a glimpse of what Sheena was doing and widening her eyes when she saw the familiar face. "I-is that D-Daniella?" Sheena frowned and nodded to her secretary. "She is Daniella Falcon; do you know who she is?" Marie nodded and sat down, then stared at Daniella's picture. "She was my playmate back then. We always played in the park when we were kids because she made me play even though we weren't rich, but... one day she just disappeared," Marie sadly sighed, avoiding Sheena's gaze.

Michael said something to her and she giggled and swatted his shoulder, I rolled my eyes. Who the hell was she? She couldn't be an employee because she was not very professional as she was a little too handsy with Michael. Samantha cleared her throat and the young girl straightened and then looked up. "Mom I didn't see you," she said. "Cindy this is Danielle Delaney, Jonathan's fiancee and her sister Dionnah Delaney." "Delaney?" She exclaimed "You mean from Delaney designs?" She squealed. "Yeah," Danielle smiled and nodded. "Oh my God, I looooove your collections. You guys are my idol. I can't believe it."

Danielle must have never thought in her life that she, a wolf less weak girl, would be the mate of the most powerful person of the whole darn supernatural realm. She was a runway woman who had escaped her small village from some other kingdom and arrived at Selene years ago. Danielle had no clue that one day the supreme alpha would lay his eyes on her and would be smitten with her. She was just a regular and ordinary woman who was a powerless one which limited her opportunities of rising in the society. It made her work as a dishwasher in the brothel which was proven as a luck for her future.

Her chest felt tight, each heartbeat hammering with grief and fury. The city lights blurred past as she lost herself in the streets, her mind spinning with betrayal and heartbreak. Turning into a quiet, almost deserted section of Beverly Hills, Danielle’s eyes caught movement ahead. A familiar figure stepped out of a small, upscale restaurant—Charlotte Warper, the British head manager of the Whitmore household. Her heart clenched. The woman who had orchestrated Harris and Amy’s contract marriage, the one who had stolen Harris from her, even indirectly. Beside Charlotte was a striking young woman Danielle recognized—Martha Skylar, the assistant Charlotte had brought to Blackspire.

I was standing in my doorway, holding a contract that said I was his, and the man who’d been following me for two weeks was waiting for me to sign it. I didn’t say anything. I just stood there, the paper cold in my hands, and I thought about the woman in the documentary, the one who’d packed her bag and run. She’d been smart. She’d been fast. I was neither. I was just a girl with a dead father, a failing career, a sister who needed me, and forty‑two thousand dollars I would never have. I looked at the contract again. Doll. And I knew, in that moment, that I was going to sign it. ---