Darius Supreme Novels & Stories

“I don’t want to be with Darius. It’s different from what you had with your girlfriend.” “Is it? Seeing as we both want you two to be safe.” I kept silent, looking out of the window. “Sir Darius cares for you. You might not see it but it’s true.” “He has a funny way of showing it.” “An expensive bulletproof car with an ex military personal as a driver, five star Michelin cooks as your personal chefs, a mansion worth two hundred million dollars, millions in your account to do whatever you want, servants and guards at your disposal but yet he doesn’t care for you?”

Her hair was braided back, tight and neat, so nothing would distract her. Maera strapped a dagger to Seraphina’s thigh. Seraphina looked down at it. “I don’t know how to use it.” Maera met her gaze. “You won’t need to. But it will remind you that you’re not helpless.” Seraphina nodded slowly. When Darius entered, he was already dressed for war. His black armor hugged his broad shoulders, the metal etched with pack symbols. His sword hung at his side. His eyes were darker than the night outside, and when he looked at her, something fierce softened.

Max huffed. I showed my bunny teeth in annoyance, "How am I going to carry these bags?" "It's ok; we will enjoy it." "Enjoy, my ass," "That I don't want, but you can offer me someone's else's," He pulled me close to his shoulder. "Hey guys," Darius came. Damn, why does he need to look so hot while doing this field service? Well, I must say this time, the jersey did suit him. "So, who is in your team,"

It's as if he had turned into a beast. I had no choice but to step in between him and the poor guy to make him stop. I dropped to my knees and looked up to a very furious Cyrus. His eyes are blazing with fire and he's breathing heavily, his fists clenched tightly and slowly, he moved closer to me and Dylan. "Get up." He ordered. I shook my head repeatedly that caused my headache to worsen. He must have noticed it because of how I looked but he didn't say a word. "I said, get up!" And just like that, he pulled me back to my feet and the tingles flew everywhere all over my body but this isn't what matters now.

My shoulder burned where Asher’s fangs had torn into me, but I didn’t let it show. Darius finally took a step forward, his entire frame of over six feet shaking with fury. “You wanted so badly to claim this title, that you scum snatched my son from me! But Skinwalker or not, you’ll have to defeat me first to get out of this Arena! Do you hear me!!” The drumbeats started up again, and Darius' hands curled him, nails giving way to claws. “You want to fight? Then we'll fight. But remember, killing me won't bring your son back.”

“He naturally wouldn’t, but Darius is vulnerable right now. I don’t know if you notice or not, but Darius has been having cracks. His whole demeanor is changing for the worst. He’s not paying attention to work as much as he used to, even Joaquin is worried about him. His stocks are plummeting. Even if it’s just by a little margin right now, if things go on like this, it’s going to get worse. I assure you Selene is not going to let him lose his money before having her share first.” “You mean she’s going to act fast?” “If I know her, which I do, yes. You can take as much time as you can to take a break from Darius, and it’s absolutely fine, but I just need you to keep his head above water for

"How dare he kidnap my queen?" Darius roared. Everyone around him flinched with fear. Lucifer and Lucian were not scared, but they got goosebumps on their skin. Even Lady Tina was scared with that furious voice. She is out of sight, but she can hear everything. 'This time David messed up' Lasy Tina thought grimly. "I will destroy that plane" Darius growled furiously. He is slowly transforming into his half-demon form.

Saph screams at us. “It was just a small bet,” Xandry answers guiltily. “A small bet? So, there is a huge bet, too?” “It’s not like that, Saph,” I answer. “Then what was that?” Dad bellows. “She found out then she called me, so I let her in.” My head snaps to Xandry. “What? Fuck you, Xandry!” “Language!” Mom chides. “I couldn’t believe you let her into your stupid game, asshole!”

"Darius," Lander said, a dark weight hanging on that one word. "Who is Darius?" Ella asked, peering past Lander at the glyph scrawled onto the page. "Darius is an ancient name, once a formidable warrior, a sorcerer, and our friend," James explained. "Then become our enemy. He was one of the original members of the Vampire Hunters in the Kingdom of Nork. He is the very own trusted ally of the Master Sorcerer—a spy, a traitor, a first-generation vampire hunter. Darius fought against us when the master sorcerer declared war on our race."

They moved forward together, and John's lynx scanned his mate up and down while remaining unnoticed by Darius. "Let's claim mate," his lynx urged mischievously, in John's mind. Trying to rein in his naughty feline instincts, John continued to admire his mate's physique. Darius was clad in black jeans that clung to his legs like a second skin, accentuating his defined muscles. The simple white T-shirt he wore stretched over his shoulders, hinting at the possibility of tearing at the front. Darius was undeniably handsome, tall, and dark, with unruly hair cascading just below his neck. John wondered what it would feel like to run his hands through it, gripping it while... he shook his head, try