Danny X Dash Novels & Stories

I looked up dazed at Alpha Asher, my stomach clenching when a vivid image of him and Chelsea flashed through my mind. "Starting trouble already, Lola?" Alpha Asher's dark eyebrow raised enticingly. Alpha Asher's voice was clear through the music, his words were much too easy to focus on. I couldn't tell which I liked more. Alpha Asher in workout clothes, or Alpha Asher dressed for business. He wore black slacks that hugged exactly where they needed to. A black button down shirt hugged his chiseled chest, and the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. My eyes flickered down at his muscular forearms, tracing the heavy veins that ran down.

In comparison to Dash, how could that man possibly fight against Dash? Besides, Dash also had help from Ford Group's Mister Cain, as well as his girlfriend, Phoebe, so it would be a piece of cake for him to get rid of Eevonne. Not only did he want to get rid of Eevonne, but he even wanted to block every way out for Eevonne. He wanted to publicly embarrass Eevonne at her workplace and let me be at her wit's end, and then obediently submit to him. He wanted to let Eevonne know that he could be in control of her life and death. However, never in a million years, not even if he had cracked his head, would Dash expect that Eevonne truly has a boyfriend. Not only did Eevonne have a boyfriend, but

Danny caught me staring and immediately started laughing like the supportive brother he absolutely was not. "Oh man," he said, grinning like an idiot. "You've got it bad." "I don't know what you're talking about," I said, still staring at her. "You're literally drooling." "I am not drooling." "You're about to." I finally tore my eyes away from her to glare at him. "Shut up." "Is this what they call love at first sight?" Danny asked, his voice dripping with amusement. "Because if so, I need to document this moment. Asher Knight, notorious playboy and commitment-phobe, brought to his knees by a pretty blonde in a black dress."

Danny caught me staring and immediately started laughing like the supportive brother he absolutely was not. "Oh man," he said, grinning like an idiot. "You've got it bad." "I don't know what you're talking about," I said, still staring at her. "You're literally drooling." "I am not drooling." "You're about to." I finally tore my eyes away from her to glare at him. "Shut up." "Is this what they call love at first sight?" Danny asked, his voice dripping with amusement. "Because if so, I need to document this moment. Asher Knight, notorious playboy and commitment-phobe, brought to his knees by a pretty blonde in a black dress."

He has to be behind our inability to find an investor. . Before I can grab the doorknob, Camila’s front door is opened—leaving my hand hanging in the air. The face that greets me is not the one I was hoping to see. “Hello, Lilah,” Danny says, smiling. But I can tell it’s fake, even though the only light source is the moon. Danny is dark-skinned. His black hair is styled in a low cut, and he has a beard. The Dolce & Gabbana suit he’s wearing does little to hide his muscles. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t ripped. To sum it up, Danny is a gorgeous man, but even with all his handsomeness, he is the worst romantic partner I have ever met—except Beau if I’m including that horrible human being in

“Victor—Daddy—please—” “Damien—Daddy—harder—” “Reid—Daddy—don’t stop—” The frenzy built. Thunder crashed outside in perfect time with their rhythm. Lightning flashed across their sweat-slick bodies. They chased release together—Victor burying deep in her pussy, pulsing hot. Damien slamming home in her ass, filling her with a guttural groan. Reid pulling out at the last second only to thrust back down her throat, coming hard while she swallowed every drop.

After half an hour, I finally arrived at the mall, ready for some shopping. Stepping out of the car, I gazed at the magnificent entrance. Perhaps, once Sierra became Luna, I would bring her here and let her choose whatever her heart desired. Just as I was about to enter the mall, I froze upon hearing a familiar voice—a voice I had hoped never to hear again. "Hey, Dean, old friend, it's been a while." I turned around and came face to face with Drake. He hadn't changed a bit. His dark blue eyes and gray hair intrigued me, as I wondered about his fondness for that color.

“Please come to my cabin,” Dinesh mentioned as Anushka looked up from her phone. She was reading another one of the books online. She loved romance books and would prefer them any day over her textbooks. She walked to his cabin, straightening the white t-shirt and pants she was wearing today. It was the least bit professional, but she did wear a sweater over it, so it was fine. As usual, knocking on the door twice, she walked inside as he gestured to her to sit, “How many countries do we deal with?” He asked all of a sudden.

Rage sure had many ways of impressing people. "I am Drey. Meet my twin brother, Danny," he introduced himself, extending his hand for a shake. "Nice meeting you two. I'm Liam Blackwood," Liam said, shaking hands with them. However, he noticed Danny seemed to hold a grudge against him. "Sorry for the earlier aggression, no hard feelings, bro," he apologized calmly and gave him a quick hug. "Sure, no hard feelings," Danny replied and smiled at Liam for the very first time. "Are you the popular pop star?" Drey asked sarcastically, chuckling slightly.

Stevenson "Man whatever I'm just happy this my last year, oh my bad whaddup Roxy and Alaina" "You're just now noticing us" Alaina said rolling her eyes jokingly "My bad lil sis, who dis" he asked referring to Diamond "I'm Diamond" she said holding her hand out for him to shake "Yes you are" he said looking her up and down "I'm Dashawn but everybody call you D Mack" "Nigga don't nobody call you that" he been trying to get people to call him that since ninth grade it just never stuck