Daredevil Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Dante answered, a smile on his face as he thought of Camilla. "that's exactly how I feel about Dracaryx, I don't know if it's the whole fated mate thingy? But i feel that way about him" Valerie replied. "Wow! We Russo's sure have funny love stories, I fell in love with the girl I bought from an auction, you fell in love with the man who captured you and tortured you. Geremia, you are our only hope for a normal love story" Dante told Geremia. "I will do my very best" Geremia replied.

I decide to come early to check some paper works, but he already ruined my night. What is he up to? He won’t dare do whatever he’s planning in his playful mind because I don’t give a shit even if he’s my cousin if he ever double-crosses me. “So, is she the girl? “ Xandry’s devilish smirk spreads across his lips as he gives Camila a scrutinizing looked from head to toe. “Xandry, don’t,” I warn. My nervousness tickles in my belly. “You’re gonna lose, man,” Xandry hints.

“Well, don’t worry, Darlyn. She can never get out of here. Anna has been an obedient slave. I have my word. I made promise to her I’ll remove her chains as long as she don’t fight back anymore,” I tried to hold my tongue, but it was difficult as she kept pushing my buttons. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I stood up, facing her with a glare. "You have no idea what you're talking about," I spat. "Dante is my mate, and I would never steal him from anyone. Unlike you, I actually care about him and his feelings." Darlyn just laughed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh, please. You're just a pathetic rankless wolf who got in over her head. Dante deserves someone better than you."

I stood up to go away when I felt a grip on my hand. "Can I talk to you for a while, Darla?" My name from his mouth sounded different and gave me chills. "Why do you want to talk to me?" He stood up and came in front of me. "I know I don't like you but you are my mate now Darla. But I promise to be loyal to you, unlike Dean." Dean's name made me stiff. I removed my hand from his hand. I don't know if I should trust him. He is speaking like Dean but again not speaking like him. Dean promised to be with me but he is promising to be loyal to me. Should I trust him?

He said, sincerity coating his words. I bit my lips, mulling over it for a while. To be honest, a part of me wanted to go ahead with it. After all, I had driven naked in his car and fucked in parking lot, and I also fucked him while we were having a bath, in the presence of all those men. I would just add this to all the daredevil things I've done with Dante. "I'm not so sure about this Dante..."I began slowly, looking at Dante. I saw the look of disappointment that flashed in his eyes but he tried to cover it up with a smile.

Ethan Ford’s dare was: [Choose any girl here and kiss her for three minutes. Make sure it’s a French kiss!] The next second, Ethan’s eyes fixed on my girlfriend, Clara Sutton, who was sitting beside me. Everyone followed his gaze. Among them were glances eager for entertainment. Reason told me Clara would never agree. She was always so fastidious. But my emotions tightened like a coil, my right hand clenched into a fist. Ethan strode straight toward me.

He took a step forward, closing the distance until he was right there towering over me, his body heat washing over my skin, making me hyperaware of every inch between us, his dark eyes locking onto mine with that intense, pinning stare that always made me feel small. "What, you're gonna chicken out and lie about a stupid dare, Alex?" he said, his voice sharp and cold, cutting through the air like he was disgusted. "That's so damn pathetic, even coming from you, they specifically dared you to climb on me and grind until I'm hard, so either you man up and do it, or I'm marching out there right now and telling them all what a scared little wimp you are, your choice."

"And I am here for every single second of it." -Definitely loyal,- Palette purred. -Keep this one.- "Palette and I were just discussing a few things. The Alpha wants to see my work privately. Secondly, a gift for Magnus, and possibly dropping who this D.R. Dares really is at Magnus's coming of age, as if we are each others fated mate, the pack isn't going to leave no stone unturned to find out everything about me." Lila nodded slowly, her tactical mind already working through the implications. "So instead of letting them dig, you control the narrative."

“Having your daughter kidnapped by Ercole and knowing she was tortured for three years is enough to make any parent age decades. Now she is still in danger. In their shoes, I’d be praying a lot too.” Delfina looked at Fiamme, “um.” “Don’t worry, Delfina. Furio told us the truth. Thank you for trying to protect me from it but he was wrong to ask you to lie and Ercole was more wrong for his behavior. He was a sick man and I’m sorry he put you through what he did.” Fiamme squeezed her hand. “I’m sorry for deceiving you, Fiamme. I didn’t want you to be sad.”

I said. "Right," Dante said. "That's why he's glued to your side twenty-four-seven. That's why you're showing him baby pictures like he's the father." "At least he cares," I said. "Which is more than I can say for you." "I care about not being manipulated," Dante said, looking at Alaric. "You should be careful. She's good at making guys feel sorry for her." "The only person I feel sorry for is you," Alaric said, standing up. "Must be exhausting pretending to be something you're not."