Darari #treasure Novels & Stories

he said and Bryson nodded rubbing the back of Dede who had nestled into his arms. Darry put his mask back on and exited the room. "I just wanted you to see his face. No one had seen his face, well except, myself, his brother and now you," Bryson said. "Why?" Dede asked. "Security. You can trust him," Bryson said and Dede recalled the time when he tried to sleep with her. "No, he tried to sleep with me," Dede complained, pulling away from Bryson as she shook her head in a no. upon Bryson saying she could trust Darry.

In the foreground, the same hills that sloped down to the lake dotted with flowers. "It is here," Arun said when they stood in front of a big mansion. He whispered a secret code to a small flower that was stuck on the wooden door. "Come in." "The master must be in his study," he mumbled. "The master? Who?" Jimmy asked. Arun escalated the marble stairs and headed to a particular room. They entered a large study, where the smell of vanilla was reigning. "Your Grace, we are here to see you." the dwarf said.

Merrick informs me. “What do you mean, it’s really happening?” I sigh heavily. Merrick likes to annoy the fuck out of me when he has information that may be important to me. “Your girl, Aria. Her Bio just went up on the Scarlett’s Treasures website. She will be at the auction tonight.” He furrows his brows, knowing how this is going to affect me.

He looked curiously over the open green hills that faded into a clean forest toward the edges and at the horses grazing contentedly in the fields. The horses were Marsh Tackies, a rare breed specific to Carolina, closely related to the Banker Horse of the Outer Banks, as they are also descendants of the Colonial Spanish horses brought to America. They were Mauricio’s pride, feeling a close connection to them as both of their roots were bound to Spain. Richard pulled into the circular driveway and entered through the front door, finding his Uncle Edward relaxing on the back lanai. Edward stood up and embraced him, then settled back into his chair as Richard took a seat on the love seat adjace

"And he's going to give them to Wendy! He's going to give everything to Wendy! Can you imagine! And now they are going to live together! In the apartment that I decorated! On the couch that I bought! Wendy gets everything! And I'm left with nothing! I have nothing! I'm fùcking homeless!" I'm laughing so hard that tears burst out of my eyes. Tears of bitterness and pain and resentment. Damien rubs the tears from my eyes, looking down at me with his warm eyes. His hand feels big and rough on my skin. "This is probably the worst time to ask you this but do you still want to play that childish game?" He scratches his head. "What do you kids call it again?" "Truth or Dare." I roll my eyes, chuckl

He needs a bath, STAT. “Alpha,” he whispers. “Yes.” “Do not be lured into a false sense of peace here. Darius had many followers among his pack. Many took their oaths to you tonight. There are hidden underground bunkers all over the property where he kept people. That’s how he made his money, selling his pack as sex slaves. I escaped months ago, and I have been trying to get them free. My mate and pups are in one now. Can you help me free them? Please?” He begs me and I am shocked by what he says. Not completely sure if I believe him.

“He’s not very talkative, but I trust him with my life in a fight.” Anna and Darius mounted their horses and headed to the river. The shadowy figure of Nizam kept a safe distance behind them. When they reached their destination, Anna was pleasantly surprised to see a blanket, a bottle of wine, two glasses and a burning candle were set up under a tree. Darius dismounted, then helped Anna off her horse. He took something from the pouch on the saddle, then walked the two of them over to the blanket. Darius raised his hand and motioned for Nizam to leave them. Once he had gone, Darius poured the wine and sat down next to Anna. “I brought this as a gift for us to treasure,” he opened the box he’d

I ask, wondering how he escaped. "They're currently sorting out their gold they found from the buried treasure we dug up." Darius chuckles. Reaching around to place his hands on my hips, ready to pick me up, and most likely carry me to the bed. But before he can do that, Zion runs into the room brandishing the sword. "I found the traitor!" Zion exclaims pointing the sword at Darius. Darius spins around to face Zion, holding his hands up in defeat. He goes to take a step towards him, providing me with a great opportunity. Just as Darius is about to reach the sword fastened to his belt, I pull it back, pointing it at his chest.

Amara fished in the bag, and fished out the macaroons and chucked it at Claire. "Agh, my boobies!" Claire made a face like a thumb, but her eyes glittered when she saw its contents. "Eeeee!" I had been so busy baking cookies I completely forgot about the macaroons. Some part of me felt useless and slightly bitter... Amara, fished something else out of the bag, Some fries... "Compensation." She put it in my hands. Seeing it only made me angrier. "You... traveled the whole damn world didn't you?" I grumbled.

“Not again.” “Who are these?” Gertrude ask. “We are the Alphas of the Woods Pack and we are here to collect what belongs to us,” said Dominic menacingly. “How did you find me?” I asked shakily. Darius held up the wolf head necklace that I had discarded on the road, on my way to the east. The sun bounced off the jade pendant and it sparkled brightly. “Do you know what I call this necklace?” Asked Darius. “I call it the gift that keeps giving. It keeps leading us back to you.”