Darari #treasure Novels & Stories

"Do you think you would've recognized him if you saw him?" Ara shook her head. "I'm unsure. Why am I here? This is clearly a psychiatric intensive-care unit. Am I mad? Have I hurt anyone?" Karee finally met her eye. "For your own good I think it's best I speak with your family first. Can you help me contact them?" "Sure," Ara replied. "BRAN, she's not well," Karee Deusdado said to Bran Quejado, her former university classmate in college who is a detective now. He's the top agent of the team deployed to raid the Hildred's human trafficking.

"Diamond." Interesting. Typically, Jesse gave the girls their stage names, and there was always a reason. Cherry had hair to match the alias, even if it came from a box at Walmart. Cinnamon had a landing strip the exact shade, coupled with a spicy persona. Candy because she was sweet, and she played that role. Raven looked like a female version of the crow. Every girl was easy to spot. But Diamond didn't suit. "Seriously?" Cherry shrugged. "Jesse saw something in her. Who knows."

He stretched out in his maroon suit and headed towards the back of his tent, where a stack of locked boxes held his wares. “What are you ladies in the mood for today?” He asked. “Are you wanting something outer world? I have some beautiful jewelry I bought from the werecats in my travels. Golden dwarven eggs, who knows how they were really made? Rumor is dragons have been hatched from them…” Arcadia’s eyes lit up, and it seemed that she would eagerly spend all the coin in this tent. But she merely shook her head, “No, I am looking for some clothes suitable for traveling or even fighting.”

Hell there are so many questions here. "These are all dragon artifacts?" "Yes." Brandon fumes who the hell steals a dragons most valued treasures and deafly hand it to humans. Humans are a species that were ignorant beyond what they wished to believe. "My treasure."

He smiled when he noticed her, without wasting any time we both approached her. goodness this woman is gorgeous. She reminds me of Theo Lamoreaux, The French Don. That's when Shira Lamoreaux, the eldest daughter of Mr. Lamoreaux, they look so alike, she's got his feisty eyes similar to tigers. It held power and I liked that.

Blood was trickling from scratches on her cheeks. Only her head and one hand were free, and that hand was clutching a bear toy—one she'd carefully picked out as a birthday gift for Jared. "Will Daddy still get my present?" she whispered, her voice quivering. Today was Jared's birthday. We were supposed to go pick him up from the fire station after buying his gift. But the moment we stepped out of the store, there was a deafening crash, followed by clouds of choking dust. Fragments of the ceiling rained down, one hitting my head hard.

The company was preparing to host a major client from Qamaria. So, I pulled three straight all-nighters to put together a flawless reception plan. Unfortunately, I made a critical mistake in the middle of all that work. I completely forgot about the Qamarians' restrictions regarding the consumption of pork. By the time I realized my blunder, the menu featuring roast suckling pig had already been submitted to the catering department and could no longer be recalled. I slumped at my desk, my back drenched in cold sweat. If the client took offense, not only would the $300 million contract fall through, but I'd likely also be blacklisted by the entire industry. Just as I despaired and opened

Theo asked, confused at the tension in Drake. "It was Tara who told us that we have a mission from Særi ust Trūx Ciaran," Drake answered. His eyes and hand never leaving their female companion. "It was Tara who pulled us out from looking for the Drêy and our fellow Clovers. If she led us to this newly discovered cave, then there must be a reason behind all of these." Tara's running fingers stopped in a freeze, her shoulder tense under Drake's grip and her facial expression became hard to read. Her hand dropped to her side as she pursed her lips.

“This is what happens when you try to run from me, treasure. I will fuck you wherever I want. In front of whoever I want.” He reached around and rubbed my clit while pounding me. Despite everything, my body betrayed me again. I came hard, sobbing and shaking on the table while my family watched in horror. Draven roared and came deep inside me, flooding my womb with another huge load. When he finally pulled out, cum poured down my thick thighs. He pulled me upright and held me against his chest, one hand possessively rubbing my cum-filled round belly. “We’re leaving,” he announced. “And if any of you try to follow… I will burn this entire village to the ground.”

Thankfully she did not have to explain anything to Canis then. *"I'll be back.” “Wait a minute.” Alpha Darren rummaged through his desk drawer for something. It was not the right time but if he waited for the right time, maybe he would lose the hype. “I also have a gift for you.” He handed a small box to Diana. Diana almost thought it was a ring before opening it. And when she had opened the box, her eyes widened. *"What is this?” “It's the investment I bought for you. That's the letter, I keep the gold in a safe place. If you need it someday, you can take it. The price is worth a million dollars.” Then he took out a very fancy black document with gold plating for the frame.