Daring Diane Novels & Stories

S to seek greener pastures and one of the greenest pasture is the quest before her—Dimitri. As the secretary of one of the top three billionaires and the king of the underworld, Mara is everything, except poor. The boys want her, the girls want to be her. But, greed just had to be a part of human nature and the heart wants what it wants. The elevator dinged when she reached the underground parking lot and she walked towards her black Audi before speeding off towards the Santini mansion. The guard let her in since they'd been expecting her and soon enough, she found herself in front of that place she'd frequented more times than she could count, both with her boss and alone.

Diane came bouncing up with a staff member trailing behind her, arms full of backpacks, devices, and lab coats. She saw Darlington, who looked furious, and dramatically said, “Daddy, Mommy — let’s go! Before someone explodes and burns the whole mall down.” “You illegitimate—” Darlington muttered but was cut off by Diane, who skipped toward the exit. I laughed, took my brand-new laptop, and as I passed Darlington, I leaned in and whispered: “He only had a few minutes of me — and I got a whole child. Meanwhile, you can’t even produce a single fetus, yes all those moans were fake.”

Diane has no trust in Damien right now she has the feeling that he is just pretending to be a good man… After what happened in San Francisco her trust in man is changed…This time she is more cautious she has a feeling that Damien is monstrous, his aura is different from her point of view. She smells dangerous when his around. Is she being paranoid now? She just shrugged off the idea for now but she will be alert always.

Was that part of the challenge? Behind the twenty female Haunt emerged twenty dancers. These women were dressed identically in red harem pants and short vests. The pants were slit at both inner and outer thigh and cuffed at the heel. As they danced with their long, silken scarves, a strange, drugging perfume wafted over the men. Reminded of Andrea’s natural, desire-producing scent, Mathin blessed the Deity for his recent exposure. Hopefully the slight immunity he’d built up would serve him in good stead now.

Hunter's p.o.v. " You seem scared to see me, what's the matter?" Her voice came out mockingly as she took the same position Chance had before he left. " Diane what do you want?" I gritted out and prayed she had plans of leaving soon. Who's Diane? Well, how exactly am I going to explain this? Diane is Soldo's first and only child. And apparently my first girlfriend too. Back then we always went on deliveries together, giving us enough room for anything other than delivery.

Dave hurriedly overtakes cars while taking a nervous glimpse at her daughter. Phoebe suddenly wakes up slightly scratching her right eye, "Mommy, the crows are talking to me..." ---------------- Setting: At Martin's Land The tribe is still in the midst of their festive celebration and Martin never stops to talk about his dream but Enya wishes to converse on their plans, from building a family of their own to ruling the tribe and amending the law.

Her black distressed jeans, a black crop top revealing her waist and waistline, her hair tied back in a ponytail, and her favorite black canvas tactical boots. "Could you stay here for a moment, Malli? I'll just approach Denise. Is that okay?" I asked Malori nicely, and our glances met. She quickly caught my drift and smiled sweetly. "That would be fine, Trace. Just be quick," Malori answered with her sweet tone. She seemed to enjoy seeing Elliot's bothered expression. I was about to stand and greet Denise when she suddenly ran towards me and jumped into my arms. The awe of everyone was palpable. Well done, Denise! We've captured the attention!

Brasil. 8:58pm, For the first time in her life, the sky seemed to dangle more lonely in the sky. The fresh orange sky just a few hours ago was now turning dark, an epitome of a storm, and was soon going to be consumed with rain. A drop of rain fell onto Zelda's thick dark hair trickling down to the papers estranged in her arms. Just a few more steps, and she would face doom. Maybe it was rigged up, she tried to convince herself, and then she took another look at the paper. 'Pregnant.' It was definitely not rigged up.

She hurriedly goes for my belt and undoes the buttons of my pants afterward. I pull up the big hoodie she's wearing to expose more metal on her. Three daggers and a gun. They are both silver and have the same initials as her necklace. NV. I think it's time I get to know something about her. I'm so relieved that she's not some helpless girl who does not know how to take care of herself. I'm surrounded by danger and the first thing your rivals go after is the one thing you care for. The moment they know I have a soft spot for this girl, she'll automatically be in deeper shit than she already is.

They quickly covered my mouth and dragged me into the wooded area. I wasn't wearing much in the first place, and these men kept groping me under my clothes. I was overwhelmed with panic. Was I about to be raped? The men held me down on a mat they had laid out and began greedily taking in my scent. I screamed frantically, "Help! Someone help me!" The leader had a scar running across his face. He looked terrifying. He covered my mouth with one hand and signaled for me to be quiet. "Don't make a sound. We're here to help you."