Dao Romance Options Novels & Stories

I swiped to the next comment. Urlah L: Ida is a much better date. She is rich, is a graduate from good universities in UK. She is a girl boss who deserves a man like Anthony. Also, imagine the conjunction of her family bushiness and his? OMG. They are like a prince and princess. Unlike that other trash who only slept her way to that position. She has nothing to offer but her lady parts. Lol. Go, Ida. I’ve always been an admirer.

Feeling a bit tired from all the overthinking and hauling old books all morning. "I'm telling you, it will be Vivienne Skye Harper matched to Finn Yamada," Madi said, trying to cheer me up and patting my back, before standing up. "Come on, future Mrs Yamada, we have books to sell," she said, arms outstretched. I sighed loudly and let her pull me up.

“For his fire. His defiance. For loving fiercely even when it terrifies him.” Daemon exhales sharply, something raw breaking through his control. “And I choose Darius,” I finish, meeting his eyes last. “For his strength. For the way he protects without possession. For finding and choosing me even when it costs him.” The bond flares. “And let’s face it…..they are all ridiculously handsome and I am not willing to share.” The crowd erupts, shouts, curses, disbelief but they blur together, distant and unimportant. What matters is the way the bond locks. Growing in my spine like an oak tree.

Their lips twirled and curled into laughter as they made jokes while they clinked their glasses. I was dressed in a silky short gown that accentuated all of my curves - the slut making a show of my thighs in the open. Honestly, I was uncomfortable as hell, pulling down my gown every minute which disrupted our little dance - our feet moving awkwardly in response to the music. Oh! Did I forget? Ethan agreed to be my date but on the condition that I don't ditch him for Maverick. A part of me hoped that Maverick would not show up No! Scratch that- all of my senses were awaiting his grand arrival, each heartbeat drumming in expectation of the young man of my dreams.

Rhea's POV My body is crying in pleasure that I didn't even know what he was talking about, "Say that you are mine and mine alone," he commanded and at his words, the hairs on my back stood erect making my legs go weak. However, unknowingly I leaned into his arms but before I could say a word, Daemon lifted my face, his eyes were dark and filled with lust. Leaning forward, his lips came crashing down. "Here you are, bro, you have a visitor,"

“Oh. Oh no. You really have not had sex, have you?” “I already told you no!” I protested. “We have not,” Andre said curtly. “I see.” Roman sloshed his drink around in the glass. “Well then. Shall we return to discussing A Court of Thorns and Roses? I have opinions on the book’s views on feminism.” “Why would you think we had sex?” I asked. “Because of the wording of the contract,” Roman replied simply. “Joemar told me you discovered the loophole. And, to be quite frank, you and Andre have appeared quite fond of one-another since I returned today.”

His eyes bulged as he cried out indignantly, "You're lying, right, Dani? How could you possibly fall for someone like Allen? What's good about him? "His family background can't compare to yours, he doesn't have a good job or a prestigious degree, and he's so calculative! How could you love him? You must be lying, right?" The irritation in Daniella's gaze grew as she looked at him. "That's enough, Jackson. Do I need your permission to fall in love with someone? I love Al. I'm in love with him. Got it?" Jackson's legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground as if he'd been struck by lightning. His eyes were bloodshot, and his tone dripped with anger and resentment.

Her mind was completely blank, as she was shocked, speechless, and completely clueless as to what she should do. Daciana Lorenzo was the daughter of the Leader of the second-strongest mafia gang, Alfred Lorenzo. After being rivals for a bit of a long time, Damon’s mafia gang and Alfred’s mafia gang decided to form an alliance. A strong one at that. To seal the bond, Alfred betrothed his daughter to Damon. Daciana was pretty enthusiastic about the marriage, given that Damon happened to be a rich and very handsome man.

This doesn’t happen every day, but I knew of a few stories throughout the clans. “Would you deny your fated Dorian?” I snark out, my brow turned up, and my anger rising fast. “I don’t know, my Queen, just know YOU have a choice and options,” a sharper tone leaves his mouth. I want to slap him for the disrespect, but it won’t stop there with my mood today. I can’t show him weakness outside the battlefield without a true challenge. “King Lorcan is my perfect match. What option would be better than him, Dorian?” I asked with a sneer to hold back my anger. He only shakes his head as the bitterness rolls off him.

"No. It's your only option." Silence stretched between them, thick with tension. Finally, Aurora exhaled shakily. "Fine. But I have conditions." Damian arched a brow, amused. "Do you now?" She lifted her chin defiantly. "Yes. This marriage stays on paper. No... expectations. No touching." For a moment, something dark and unreadable flashed in his gaze before his smirk returned, sharper than ever. "You're in no position to make demands, sweetheart." "I’m not your sweetheart."