Daria Cohen Novels & Stories

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Damon said, looking him dead in the eye. “Do you think if I had a choice I’d be rotting in this cell instead of dying on that field? If I could kill her, I would. But I can’t. Because she’s still inside me.” He said, making both of us freeze. A long silence followed. Then Carter’s voice dropped to a whisper. “She told me something before she let go. She wants to destroy everything that makes Delilah strong. And she said, she said she’ll start with the ones she loves. She is angry and she is not going to stop. She is going to keep fighting, and she knows that I am going to keep fighting her until my last breath. But she is not going to stop.”

while tilting his head. The girl who came to help me tried to hold back her laughter. Dane glanced at her questionably. “Got something to add Kendra?” “Catrina is a lying bitch,” Kendra unveiled. “Fuck you!” Catrina snapped back. Dane looked at all of us before settling his gaze on me. “New girl, what happened?” I tilted my head to the side, letting my hair fall over my eye, and replied, “Nothing, sir.” Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!”

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

I said, avoiding the man’s eyes. “And yet, you couldn’t come and see your daughter once. You were dark enough to kill unborn children and yet, you couldn’t spare a minute to catch a glimpse of your fucking grieving daughter?” Arianna asked, shaking her head at me. “Arianna…” “NO!” Arianna yelled, snapping at her mate whose eyes widened in surprise. “She has no fucking right to come back years and years after claiming to be dead, wanting to speak to me as if nothing had happened. I am sure that you knew your way around the tunnels, you fucking designed them with him and yet, when it came to your damn daughter, the FUCKING BITCH WHO WAS USED FOR YEARS, you couldn’t spare me a glance, and assur

They were still continuing, and I quickly installed the mini camera, the size of a soybean, in my hand, then left quietly. In the evening, the family sat around the dining table. Ariana enthusiastically took out the wedding candy and peeled one for everyone. "Zoey, is it tasty?" Ariana asked with a smile. I nodded and responded, "Good." Daria Beck glanced at me with disgust and said sarcastically, "You can't do anything well! Even choosing wedding candy has to be done by Ariana. Look at her. She's not only a top designer at Born Beauty Fashion Company but also a triple-threat star in Born Beauty Entertainment. What about you? You're good for nothing! I really don't understand how Mr. Madox c

His luna was enjoying herself on the long gray couch with a tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream in her arms and a blanket which reeked of Andrin cocooning her. “What do you want?” she questioned Luca when he simply stood and stared at her. “You’ve magically grew your hair back long like when we’ve first met,” he blurted out. Karria snorted at him and shrugged. She decided after the bath that she would wear her long black wig again. She felt free with her short hair but maybe with her long one people would not stare at her anymore. “You don’t talk much do you?” “Only to people who I’m comfortable with,” she pointed out, “Now, what is it that you want?”

"Rena!" A voice pulled her from her mussing. When Serene~Rena for her friends~ Daria looked at who was calling her, it was her mom. Celeste Daria looked at her only daughter and smiled. As the only Alpha Female of the last line Were Dires, she never expected to have a female child who hates going out. At the age of 37, she was way past the stage where eligible males will notice her. And she like it the way it is.

I called Elijah, my tech guy. “what?” he groaned. I rolled my eyes. “find me David from the college” I hear him type somethings and shuffle around. “there are 50 David’s, which one?” “streamline to psychology’ “about 5 of them” “send me all their pictures and names via email, I’m waiting” the images popped into my email and I printed all of them out. I took the pictures back to Camila and asked her to point out which one was her David. She was hesitant but after some persuasion she pointed at David O’Connor. I pecked her forehead and walked out of the room to make a phone call. I called the vice-chancellor of the college.

Si, Artie and Clive come to see mum when they can, Artie more than others because Si is always in Beta training and never gets away that much. Leah was now 19 and had dad's muddy brown hair. Her eyes were a murky grey colour and although her skin is pretty and flawless like mum's, her body and blood weren't compatible with breeder standards. She is a bit bigger than me and she doesn't have the nicest hair. She is pretty by normal standards, but not breeder standards.