Darde Dil Novels & Stories

Reminding me of what I did 14 years ago “Sure… but why can’t you let him meet her sister first?” “Here we go again.” He leans his head to me, hold my chin with his cold right hand and say “We do not question the command; we just do it.” With this distance, I could clearly see his deep green eyes with dark brown lining, it sparkles when he speaks even if he is angry he looks so good. His muscular chest fit his breast plate very well, on his back is a huge two-edged sword that he uses to redeem lives. He is riding on a dark shinny horse he named as Hugo.

Delilah: The world feels distant, like I’m floating in a foggy dream. I can’t see anything, but I hear voices—muffled, as if they’re speaking through water. One voice stands out, deep and familiar, calling to me. Aries. He’s been calling for a while now, but I can’t find my way back to him. My thoughts are scattered, tangled in memories of fire, blood, and Theo’s lifeless eyes. I don’t want to remember. I don’t want to go back.

Yoseph stole my thong! I was hot all over, and I was so excited that I felt dizzy. But before I could sort out my thoughts, the man grabbed the woman on the computer screen by the hair. He then pushed two fingers into her mouth and stirred. As she was forced to raise her head, revealing the tip of her chin, she stuck out her tongue to lick the fingers in front of her. She looked confused as her saliva slowly dripped from the corners of her mouth to her chest. "This drug seems effective. Do you feel good?"

ARIA POV Rain continued pouring around us. Heavy. Cold. But somehow the air between David and I felt unbearably warm. My fingers trembled slightly as I pushed his soaked shirt open carefully to examine the wound on his side. The sight made my stomach tighten instantly. The bullet had grazed him badly. Blood still flowed slowly down his skin, mixing with rainwater across the hard lines of his stomach. “You lost a lot of blood,” I whispered softly. David leaned against the damaged SUV silently while watching me through half-lidded eyes.

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

"It’s not dirty, it’s perfect. Soaked. Ruined. All for me, baby girl?" "Yes, Daddy," I whimpered. "It's all yours. I'm all yours." He dragged one thick finger through my slit, parting my lips, spreading my sticky arousal. Then he leaned in and licked. A long, flat-tongued stripe from my dripping hole all the way up to my throbbing clit. I slapped a hand over my mouth, muffling the scream that tore from my throat. "You taste like fucking sin," he muttered against my flesh. "Like sweet little cherry candy that's been hiding from me for too goddamn long."

She said wiping the tears off her eyes, "Let me help," Darey said as he wiped off her tears with his hands, "We need to head back to the city before it gets dark," Darey said, "I can't, I am not ready to face my mum yet," She replied, "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, "I don't," she replied, "Come on, there is a place I usually go to whenever I feel like the world is pressing its fangs inside my neck, you will like it there, it might help relieve you," Said Darey as he stretches out his hands to her, she hesitates looking at him suspiciously,

He was also scared that Daire was so angry. “I’m not angry, bud.” Daire reached over and picked Cedar up. He sat on the bed cuddling my brother. He started to sing a lullaby in a language I didn’t recognize. His voice was soft and low. I crawled onto the bed. I laid down listening to Daire sing. Before I knew it I was lulled into my dreams.

She smiled at the thought and reached for him on his side of the bed to find it empty. A white note sat on his pillow and she got up, picking it up as trepidation rolled over her. Baby, Something’s come up with D. I had him pick me up so I could help. Your flight is at two. I won't be home until Monday afternoon, but I'll see you then. Sorry I can't tell you more. See you soon. Drake

💜 Extra 5) Darika was pregnant and waiting for Arthit to return from hospital after performing the heart surgery but he was two hours late. Darika: I'm very angry with him. After five minutes, "Let him come" After ten minutes, "Huh! When will he come home?" After fifteen minutes, "Today I won't melt by his handsomeness" Fifteen minutes Later, Arthit: "Hey! Silly Girl. I'm home. I bought golgappa for you" Darika: ( ╹▽╹ ) "Golgappa" *Running as fast as she could*