Dard E Dil Novels & Stories

Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table. Every time the bottle landed on Ethan, he chose truth. Safe. Boring. Survivable. Until Lila leaned forward with a wicked smile. “Ace,” she said sweetly. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” She tapped her chin. “Who’s the most impossible person you could ever actually like?” Ethan’s pulse spiked. Every eye turned toward him. Including Noah’s. He swallowed. This was harmless. A joke answer. Something ridiculous. Something safe. But Noah was still looking at him. And suddenly the truth felt lodged somewhere behind Ethan’s ribs.

VANESSA The car stops. The trunk flies open as the clean fresh breeze beats my face. A breath of fresh air. I've been locked in the trunk for a couple of minutes but it felt like hours. Dario stands still, looking down at me. He's one of Luca's loyal lapdogs. When Luca tells him to bark, he barks. When Luca tells him to jump, he jumps. When Luca tells him to wipe his ass with his tongue, he will happily wipe his ass with his tongue. That's just how loyal Dario is. And I think it's pathetic. Being so loyal it makes you look foolish.

🦪 DORA 🦪 This must be the cruelest training existing in the list of trainings. When I came back from my last fight, I remember asking to know how to shoot a gun, but somehow I’m doing something completely unrelated to shooting a gun. I’m chasing after a car, Dale is driving, while I'm tied to the car with a chain around my waist. If I stop chasing, it drags me anyway. I can already picture stopping and getting dragged on the rough ground, which would definitely leave me with a thousand bruises. I can’t even slow down.

DaeDae seems to feel it too as he started flailing around and wail. Farrah...is dead? Ferdinand couldn't believe it, he didn't dare believe it.

"𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐯𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨" (𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴)

It's a sunny day in the area 017 where we can see children playing in the parks, people dancing, just enjoying the day and the busiest part of the area was in the center of where there is an old Cafe owned by an old couple famous in the whole of Area 017. The cafe is well known in the area because of its coffee and food. Old recipes of the vintage foods with the delicious aroma of coffee in the air makes people wanna stay more because it helps them relax and reminds them of the past world. The food is famous not only because of the vintage recipes but also the preparation that is handled by one chef named Dard Teofila a young 20 year old tall chef with dark hair and dark complexion who had

They were both bantering as they walked. " Don't let anyone hear you refer to us as rabbits, weirdo." Clyde drew her ears gently but Delilah slapped his hands off. " You were having a conversation with a titled member, there's no way I could dare eavesdrop. You want me to get beheaded?" He continued. " I still won't believe that. How exactly do you expect me to believe a person who was practically listening to what I was thinking about the other day?" Delilah scoffed again and Clyde sighed tiredly.

DAISY My body shivered as Grayson daddy loosened his grasp around me, pulled his fingers out of my wet cunt and gave my cunt a small spank. I shuddered even more at the spank before hurriedly pushing the car door open as Daddy Luxuria stepped out of the car too. He walked over to the other side of the car and with my jelly knees, I did the same, hurrying over to the other side of the car where the car could cover us up a little from the view of whoever would be passing by.

she choked on the dryness of her throat. “Here Dellie,” her mother’s voice caught her ear, and she looked to her mother who was holding a paper cup and a bent straw. “You gave us all a good scare. It’s a damn good thing Furio was trying to get to you at the restaurant to see you and found you. I cannot imagine what we would do if we lost you, Delfina. We only just got you back.” She sucked the cool liquid through the straw and gave a moan of pleasure as it coated her throat. “So thirsty.” She met the eyes of all the people in the room and was surprised to see how many there were.

My mother and I had been following up the notes from my Father’s diary lately and the sooner we unravel the mysteries it unfolds, the safer our lives will become. “Come in.” answered a voice from inside the room after I repeatedly knocked on the door. I went inside the room and it took me some seconds to clearly see the entire place. The room was dark and stuffy. There were clothes, bags, furniture and papers all around. I wondered how the man I went to see survives in such a tight place.”Sit down.” He said while pointing towards the sofa with lots of clothes on. I pushed the clothes and sheets to the other side of the sofa and squeezed myself into it. “I am Fetty Dzarma.” I began. “My fath