Darcy Lewis Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Lewis explained but Daisy didn't think that was it, Mr and Mrs Dante didn't look like the kind of people who would do that, Steve had indeed thought everything through probably even before she met him but what Lewis was saying didnt add up, there was something she was missing, the cause of his hatred towards her, What if she had met and treated him badly when they just little kids, after all he could have been from a poor family, Daisy pushed those thoughts away, there was noway she would ever treat anyone badly to the extent where they would hate her this much, This was way bigger than she thought. "Lewis please do me a huge favor, don't let my Dad know anything about this, all of it includ

Darcy hugged himself into a ball in the corner of his room and cried his heart out, crying for his Snow and hating himself at the same time. He had missed dinner, and thankfully no one had come looking for him. He knew everyone was too shocked with what had happened to worry about dinner. What would Dad do to Alaina and Tara? He’d punish them; he was sure, which they deserved. And Sakura? What was going to happen to her after this? It was dark, and Darcy couldn’t sleep. His heart was still racing and his mind was still on Sakura. That was when he couldn’t take it any longer and got out of bed. He needed to see her. He needed to make sure she was all right.

He will serve new CEO from now on. He’s Dawn Lewis. 23-year-old, a serious-workaholic-secretary in MBC. Everyone following his lead. He is super strict to schedules and time. He can only rest when they were home. He’s Yami’s best friend and his gay from head to toe. He became so beautiful and pretty. He has white, fluffy, soft and skinny skin. He has the same height as Yami. They both-adorable but monster in work. That’s their rules, btw.

“We said those vows and I know I may have passed out before I said mine back, but I fucking love you and this shit is for better, for worse, and that means even when the going is dark, you have to keep me in the loop? Okay?” He had a point, I sighed. I was being stupid about the entire thing. “I’m sorry,” I said and wrapped my hand around his waist, pulling him closer. “I know,” he said and smiled. I rolled my eyes and placed a quick kiss on his lip. “Ugh, don’t tell me the two of you are about the fuck in front of these ancient books?” Drew said from the door and I sighed. “Cockblock,” I muttered and pulled away. Darius chuckled. I walked back to the shelf and took the book out, “the symbol

“We’re brothers, Darius. I don’t want us to be enemies over something like this. I don’t want to lose you.” Darius’s gaze wavered, the storm in his eyes dimming slightly, but the pain remained. “Then let me have her,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Please, Damon. Just this once—let me have something without you being in the way. Please, Damon. Just let me have this one thing I’ve always wanted.” Darius begged, his voice cracking as tears brimmed in his eyes. For as long as he could remember, he had lived in Damon’s shadow, even though their parents had shown them equal love—giving them both the title of future Alpha instead of just Damon.

His eyes went over Derek's arm around my waist and then to Derek's face. That dirty, flirting bastard! “Alpha Daven.” Derek nodded curtly to Daven. “Prince Derek!” Daven nodded too. “I see it didn't take long for you to start making friends.” He said. “Oh yes,” Derek smirked. “Beautiful young girls are my specialty.” I winced at his words, but Daven's eyes boiled with rage. Daisy was quick to notice and immediately pulled Daven away. “Come on, honey. We have issues to tend to, don't we?” Daisy said.

"Amara, that mark holds the secret to something precious. And you're staying right here till I figure out what it is. Never even consider fleeing. Sitting in his rooms back in the Lycan Pack, Darius looked at the fire crackling in the hearth. His chest felt constricted, and his head was thumping. He had turned her down. Amara. He should have been relieved that she was gone. Rather, he was just a little restless. By now, the mating link ought to have waned, but it hadn't. It appeared to be getting stronger, if anything. When he closed his eyes, pictures of Amara's face covered in tears, her terrified eyes, and her cries for assistance came to him. Shaking his head, Darius leaped to his feet.

Then a memory jutted through. Me. Not Ari. Not the witch healer. Me--Daria--on the floor of a little house, screaming his name as the sheets under me were saturated with blood. "Lucius!" Again, I screamed in his mind, as I had done that night. "Please!" His fingers sank into the soil, and he gasped. "No," he whispered. "Not again." The blackness sneered, attempting to submerge the picture. But he clung to it, shaking.

Three weeks before Magnus officially becomes the Alpha Heir and she potentially becomes. She can't even complete the thought. The idea of herself as the future Alpha's mate, as Magnus's mate, seems too extraordinary to contemplate. "My competition," she murmurs, suddenly remembering the letter tucked beneath her mattress. "The letter is under my bed.” “By the way, who is DR Dares? There isn’t one in the pack that doesn’t have a DR Dares, even the post wolf was confused.” Magnus asked. “DR Dares?” Dorothy blinked, raising an eyebrow at the name. Her phone lit up, “Holy shit, I’ve been sponsored by several art suppliers as I’m a finalist.”

Freya hated me and there was no doubt in my mind that she would come after me. I hung around till it was late, I even saw when Beta Liam left two hours later. I couldn't wait till the next day, I had to tell alpha Derrick the moment he returned. My heart surged faster when I saw his Rolls Royce pull into the garage and he stepped out. I rushed towards him immediately and he was so startled by my sudden presence. "Bloody hell, Layla! What are you still doing here? It's dark already." He said, his tone flabbergasted.