Daring Diane Novels & Stories

Diane said, pausing to swallow a lump before continuing. "It’s been a while since I felt like my new husband isn’t safe, but believing you’re around, I have the trust in you to save him regardless of how evil he’s been to you in the past. But the news about how wolves are trying to stone you to death reached me, and after coming down here, the wolves stopped me from getting inside," Diane explained, and I sat up, eager to hear the next part of the story. "I’m Diane, and I am unstoppable when I’m about to get things done myself," Diane praised herself, and her eyes darkened. I saw the change in her eye color with my naked eyes, and fear seeped into my chest.

Diane’s POV I was more than scared, and I could feel the palpitations on my chest but I needed to act mature, and play into this amazing fantasy. We got off from the bath tub and Anna and my mom carried me to the bed, where they placed me gently. They brought out the kit that we ordered online and laid out the cards on the bed, so every card with each dare was visible. “I have a crazy idea.” Anna said and sat whispered something to my mom’s ears.

The guys burst out laughing, the crowd applauded, and I returned to our table. “Nicely done, pretty boy,” Jenny whispered in my ear. “Thank you,” Diane said, then motioned to Jenny, who sighed and headed toward the stage. “Babe, what are you doing?” I asked, grabbing her arm. “If you paid attention to the details, you’d know you’re predictable,” she laughed, glanced at Diane, and kept walking. “I knew what Daryl was planning,” Diane laughed. “So I asked your girlfriend for a favor. She’s always good at speeches”—if only they knew how much she hates doing them.

I knew there was a but coming. ‎"But you need to go into this with your eyes open," Diane said. "You need to remember he is dangerous and you need to make sure that when things get messy, you can still protect yourself and Alexander." ‎"I will," I promised. ‎Diane squeezed my shoulder. ‎"Then be happy," she said. "Cook your dinner, enjoy your evening and stop pretending you do not want him. Life is too short to deny yourself the things that make you feel alive."

I said, steadying myself despite the fear still churning beneath the artificial energy now coursing through my system. Diane moved forward first, emerging from our concealed position with deliberate confidence, walking directly toward the assembled coalition forces despite the obvious danger involved. I watched, heart pounding, as Cole Ashworth’s expression shifted from initial confusion to dawning recognition and fury the moment he identified her approaching figure. “Diane,” he called out, his voice carrying clearly across the tense clearing. “I wondered if you would have the courage to show yourself again after everything.” “Cole,” Diane responded, her voice carrying steady authority despi

They didn’t want her final journey and goodbye on this wicked world to be publicized for everyone to see. Alexander eyed Romeo from across the grave yard and felt his heart go out for him and the woman standing beside him in shades. The woman was dressed in all black, her face was flushed and swallow but her hands were fisted tightly on the handkerchief she was holding and she watched the casket a few inches from her face. The woman was Diane, the mother of Charlotte, the reason why everyone knew the story of Charlotte Pint and how she dead. Romeo had to clench his teeth hard together and held tightly unto Diane when they were slowly descending the casket into the grave. Diane was inconsolab

Could they really see through me? “You should d******d ALLURE,” She said, with a wink. Her phone screen lit up, and she waved it with a smile. “Everybody needs a little secret.” “What do you mean?” “Don’t play innocent now, Reese,” Anna interrupted, gliding her manicured hand around the rim of her dirty martini glass. “ALLURE is exactly what you need. That's where the real magic happens—Private, discreet, top-tier men only, darling.” “It's a dating app,” Sophie said lightly.

Instinctively, my hand found its way to Diane’s waist, fingers exploring the contours of her figure, a deliberate move to intensify Madoff’s simmering envy. “I choose Lady D as my challenger. She has earned it.” Madoff's voice rang in the air and everyone cheered on. Dianne had already won two million dollars tonight. If she wins Madoff she goes home with a juicy bag of ten million dollars but if Madoff wins, she would do his bidding. The game began. Both players made their moves against each other while we watched. I stood behind Dianne, protective of her. She was the only woman here, any of these perverts could go nuts at any moment and try something funny.

“Is that… what I think it is?” Elena groaned. “Clara—” “That’s her, isn’t it?” Clara whispered, eyes wide. “Scarlett. The mafia queen. The owner of Club Vixen.” Elena said nothing. Clara grinned. “I remember the other night now. That’s who you’ve been thinking about.” Elena’s face turned crimson. “Clara, stop.” “Oh my God, girl,” Clara teased, taking a sip of her drink. “No wonder you were staring like you saw a ghost. She looks even more dangerous in daylight.”

There weren't many people in the theater. We were tucked into a corner, with no one sitting nearby. My heartbeat picked up again. I already knew things weren't going to stay calm. Without warning, Rex reached over, his hand brushing under the edge of my dress for a second before pulling back. "Babe, how many times did you come on the way over?" he murmured, amused. I immediately pressed my legs together, trying to block him. "There are cameras in here." "It's fine. No one knows us."