Dante Booktok Novels & Stories

“We can’t have people knowing about the book when he is the only one who saw it.” The voices stopped when the door was shut and Elder Donovan looked back at Lady Phoenix. “Where are the children?” * The body of Lord Dante laid on the bed, and he was dressed in a white flowing robe. Next to the bed stood his three children; Sage, the oldest and lady Renee’s son, Simon and Simone who belongs to Lady Phoenix.

I closed the book, climbed down my bed , fixed my legs into my flip flop, and walked out of my room. Dante hadn’t gone to work today, he was in his study for the whole day, working. He was quiet and during breakfast he barely said a word to me. I walked to his study. I had wanted to place a knock on the door but I thought it was weird and I pushed the door open. There he was seated in front of his desk, he had buried himself with work and didn’t know that it was time for dinner already. “Working late?” I asked the moment I was inside his study, he took his head up, his gaze meeting mine.

Dante began in a gravel tone, crouching down and griping hold of Alina's chin painfully. "Looking at you disgust me Alina. Now I find myself so repulsed by just your mere face. I hate you so much now that even if you died, I probably would be the happiest person to watch your lifeless soul get buried six feets deep in the ground. I will be so ecstatic to watch your father shed tears on the tombstone of his precious last daughter. I hate you so fucking much for what you just did today and I don't want to see you anywhere close to me. Bitch"

The thought of Almira leaving him for a mere human left his blood boiling. *** Dante was lost in the book he was reading. He flipped from page to page, eyes running through the words with anticipation. Kitanna on the other hand was anything but a reader. Her eyes begged not to see another word, heavy with sleep and boredom. Slamming the book shut in exhaustion, Kitanna looked up to persuade Dante to leave, but when she was how sucked in he was in the book he was reading, the words died in her throat.

"Why don't you be a good husband and read to me." "Since you have succeeded, won't you go back to your position." Dante knew he didn't want that but he had to say it. "I don't want them coming back. You are not having fun when we are on our honeymoon." Dante realized he owe her the honor and even cursed himself for thinking he would have fun with the ladies. "Alright, make yourself comfortable and enjoy the book." Dante stretched out his right leg and bend his left knee to support his left arm which holds the book. Madonna relaxed further into his warmth and listened to Dante's voice as he read.

CHAPTER 1 Julianna's POV "Rule number one." Dante's voice was a low, lethal purr that ran straight to my core. I stared at him the way a doe stares at a wolf circling close enough to smell — defenseless, and yet not running. He rolled his sleeves up slowly, one fold at a time, forearms corded with muscle and dark ink, looking into my eyes like a meal he was preparing to ravish. Under the dim light of his private office, he looked less like a man and more like a sin I hadn't committed yet. One I already knew I would.

Dante's POV Angel stood resolute; her beautiful chocolate eyes now clouded with tears. "I, Angelique Baker, of the Wintercrest Nightwalkers, reject you, Dante Greene, Alpha of the Wintercrest Nightwalkers, as my mate." The impact of her words sent me crashing onto the soft grass, my hands instinctively gripping my chest as if I could contain the ache that spread within my being. Each syllable felt like a merciless blow, causing my heart to fracture into a million agonizing shards.

I say. "Okay, hopefully I will see you again later tonight then." Dante smiles. Suddenly, he leans forward and kisses my cheek. With cheeks blazing hot I just look at him confused. "Just in case I do not see you again later." He says. With my head reeling once more, I make my way upstairs and to the room I am using. When I get there I take a shower and put on some pajamas before pulling out the book that I have been reading. Determing that if I am still awake when everybody comes inside that I will head down and join them, I open the book to pass the time until then.

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he seethes with disgust. His face is shrouded in darkness and I can nearly taste the venom in his words. My stomach drops as I feel a wave of nausea. "That is awful. I am surprised you do not hate dragons,” I admit. "Why would I hate an entire race for the crimes of one person? Not all dragons are evil,” he points out. I reflect on this revelation a moment. Daniel is the exact opposite of me, I admire him for not turning against dragons for what they did to his mother.