Daria Trent Novels & Stories

Maria "So, this is the one your brother picked." "My name is Darya Kuznetsov." A tall, bleached blonde in a tight gold gown looks me over. "Dima's wife." She pauses and waits for me to comment, but I don't. Dima? Why does that sound familiar? "He's around, talking to the men," Darya continues as she cocks an eyebrow. "How old are you, girl?" "I'm eighteen." I try hard not to stare at her huge breasts, but she's wearing heels that put them right at eye level, and she radiates bitch energy.

she continued. The woman chuckles and gives her a schadenfreude expression. She truly believed she was a powerful figure. If the woman knew the girl in front of her has the support of everyone she is afraid of. Will she not be terrified? "Perhaps you're the one who has no idea who you're up against?" someone in the crowd speculated. Cristine looked around for who was talking and was surprised to see Darylle. Darylle was one of the King Trios' members. He is normally cheerful, but his demeanor was solemn right now. People actually do have different personalities.

She answered while giving him a small smile. "that's good to hear Yan, I'm glad you still manage to get up after what happened. Anyways, now that you already graduated, are you still going to pursue your studies or look for a job?" "I still don't know yet Trent, I think I still have enough time to choose whether to study some more or find a job and start working. I'm keeping my option!" she then said, unaware of some killing glare being thrown in their way. Who wouldn't dare think of them as a couple. Trent is a very charming and good looking Filipino-Chinese guy. And he also came from a very respected family as well. Too bad Arianne's heart was already occupied by Jace and Trent is just lik

The hand holding the food container trembled as though it had lost all strength. Had they just showered together? Had Ethan stayed the night? Had they slept together? A wave of bitterness flooded my chest. My heart was aching. Then what had five years of devotion amounted to? A joke. As my thoughts spiraled uncontrollably, Clara stepped out. She wore a silk slip dress that clung to her curves, the hem so short it nearly brushed the tops of her thighs. From head to toe, she was all slender waist, long legs, pale skin, and striking beauty, with every curve perfectly placed.

“Now I understand why you insisted Gwen was never fit to become Luna of the Hollow Pack. It’s because she’s not even my sister, isn’t it? Then who is she? How did you keep something like this hidden for so many years?” From the far side of the pavilion, Daria watched everything unfold with quiet, unhurried satisfaction, as though she had already expected every reaction. Then Luna Rosalia turned on her, and whatever remaining composure she had left finally snapped. “You insolent bitch,” Rosalia snarled. “Get out of my territory!” But Daria only smirked, drawing her cloak over her head with unhurried composure. “I think my visit here is done,” she said lightly. “But don’t relax just yet; this

Lorraine said, hinting at Lydia and Elena. "Well, you'll get to find out very soon," Caterina said, and Lorraine suddenly felt weary "But Lydia there is an excellent graphic artist; she graduated top of her class in college and is now here to pursue and get a license to start up her own design company. Elena, on the other hand, is a sculptor, she makes the most brilliant designs you'd think she was a Greek or something"

" Darlings," " Mother!" Daria called in a childlike manner as she ran into her mother's arms like a child. Her triplets had different personalities, Leilani was the one with the most ethereal face even though they were all beautiful. She was the one with multiple personalities like her father. Erica, her second triplet was the one with a mean, cold and saucy personality while Daria was the childish but extremely manipulative one. Several maids had suffered under Daria's treatment.

“Kid, who’re you?” Trent scoffed coldly, ignoring the chill coming from Darryl. Darryl deadpanned, “Darryl Darby.” “Oh… hahaha! So you’re the trash everyone was talking about. What now? Can’t stand me making out with your wife? I’m telling you, your wife is now mine!” Trent said with a disturbing and provocative face. “You’re looking for trouble.” Darryl pronounced word by word. His gaze sent chills to everyone in the hall.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

She realized that she loved making people bleed and beg for their lives. The thrill of having hot blood run through her fingers, made her throb with excitement. Dario made an attempt to move towards her but was once again stopped by Trent who was always determined to lose his life by defying his alpha. “Alpha, you need treatment. I’ll take care of Luna”. Trent said as he stepped in front of Dario with his head bowed. Dario was angry but knew that Trentbdid it all for his own good and that he was just as unbending as he was loyal.