Dante 101 Dalmatian Street Novels & Stories

A small confession hidden in a mundane statement. Dante closed the door. "You're very good at deciet," he said. Elena set the photograph down carefully. "Thank you," she said. "But not good enough," Dante said. She smiled then. A real smile. Not the grandmother smile. The operative smile. "No," Elena said. "I suppose not. But then again, you're Dante Russo. Supposedly three steps ahead of everyone. So perhaps I was designed to be found." "Were you?" Dante asked.

I waited for him to yell. The only sound was the crackle of the burning ships. "Mommy?" Leo whispered. "He's going the other way." I stopped. I turned my head just enough to see. Dante was walking into the surf. He wasn't swimming. He was just walking. The water reached his waist. Then his chest. He didn't look back at the shore. He didn't look back at the woman he'd bled for. "Let him go, Leo." "But the wolves—they're following him."

Mocking. **Come alone to Pier 17 at dawn, or she dies.** Beneath it, a phone number. And at the bottom, almost like an afterthought: **P.S. We know about Elena. She can't save you. No one can.** Dante crumpled the note in his fist. His vision went red at the edges. They'd taken her. Right from under his nose. While he was ten feet away, they'd walked into this diner and taken the one person he...

"She remembers things people tell her. Completely. She's been waiting to meet the person who named their dog Sigma." Dante looked at the dark outside the window. He thought about Cardiff. The bedsit near the docks. The library. The bright-covered mathematics books. The librarian who wrapped them and handed them at the door. "Same city," he said. "Same city," Elian said. "Different times." He paused. "The universe makes arguments." "Yes," Dante said.

Dante I ran so hard to catch up with that fucking boyfriend of mine but he's super fast that no matter how fast I try to chase him I just cannot catch up with him, I finally gave up and decided to meet him in the room, I checked the first room but he was not there, I was about to check the second room when I noticed that the door was opened, I slowly walked into the room and met Dell sitting on the bed while enjoying his ice cream,

His text came in at the same time. Dante: WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU HAD BETTER STAY THERE. IF I SEE YOU IN MY HOUSE, I WILL FREAKING KILL YOU!

A black SUV pulls up, dust billowing around it as it comes to a stop. The door opens, and sure enough, but it’s Dante, his expression grim as he steps out. He’s followed by Axton for some reason. Of course, I fucking forgot Dante is based here. Fuck, that demon did a number on me. “Ah, I think I might like the calvary,” I greet him, my voice a low growl. “Took you long enough, asshole.”

Dante's staggers inside holding a bottle of whiskey. He looks like a homeless man,with full grown beard. Dixie was immediately on his side to help him but he pulled away from her. He staggers towards to me and I move back in fear. "What is this creature doing here! I don't want orphans in my house,this isn't an orphanage,take her away!" he yells trying to come at me but I moved back. "This is yoyu daughter Dante not an orphan. You didn't hold her when she was born and now you are here calling her names" I yells which startled her and she begins crying.

Scorpion tried to advise him even though he was afraid. Dante didn’t look up. Instead he slid the magazine into the gun. Click. “I’m not in the mood to act right tonight.” just shut up and drive ---------- Dante shot into the air as they drove.. boom....🔫 boom💥 💥 💥 🔫🔫 boom💥 💥 💥 🔫🔫🔫 Screams and sounds of gunshots filled the air, as people ran for their lives. there was chaos on the street of Rome, but Dante cared less. He was determined to capture his mother and torture out the truth from her.