Darnell All American Novels & Stories

Clara had a mix of uncertainty and excitement that settled over the camp. Ethan approached, his expression serious. “We’ve spotted movement in the forest. Alaric’s forces are on the move.” Clara's heart pulsed faster suddenly, adrenaline rushing through her veins uncontrollably. She knew deep within her, it was time to meet Alaric once and for all. “Let’s do this,” Clara said, her voice filled with determination. “For the pack. For Luna. For everything we’ve fought for.” --- The pack moved into position, each member focused and ready for the fight ahead. Clara felt the Heart’s power flowing through her, a steady rhythm that matched the pounding of her heart.

We hadn’t seen Alpha Christian for a while and just before midday, we headed to the training grounds where the fight would be taking place. Alpha Christian was already here and wearing just a pair of shorts, nearly everyone was here and Daryl takes off his tshirt, handing it to me with a lingering kiss, his confidence radiating off of him as the pack started to chant his name. As the fight started, it seemed evenly matched, they both threw the same style of punches, Alpha Christian manages to get a good shot at Daryl’s ribs, the crack echoing through the crowd along with the boos. Jordan stood with me as support, because she was the only one allowed to. Daryl was still cautious about who I h

The kind of place you wouldn't think twice about if you saw it—perfect for secret meetings, shady deals, and dangerous people. Alex was already there. He leaned casually against a stack of crates. The dim light from the streetlamp behind him highlighted the sharp lines of his face and the casual elegance he always managed to pull off, even in a rundown warehouse like this. The clothes he wore were a cold contrast to the sharp suits he'd worn the other night when we met. Tonight, He had on a dark leather jacket, the kind that looked expensive but well-worn. His black jeans were fitted, and his boots had that rugged look that said he'd been through more than a few rough nights. The whole outfi

The company was preparing to host a major client from Qamaria. So, I pulled three straight all-nighters to put together a flawless reception plan. Unfortunately, I made a critical mistake in the middle of all that work. I completely forgot about the Qamarians' restrictions regarding the consumption of pork. By the time I realized my blunder, the menu featuring roast suckling pig had already been submitted to the catering department and could no longer be recalled. I slumped at my desk, my back drenched in cold sweat. If the client took offense, not only would the $300 million contract fall through, but I'd likely also be blacklisted by the entire industry. Just as I despaired and opened

A list of songs that go through my head when writing this book Dandelions by Ruth B What do you mean by Justin Beiber Can you hold me by NF ft Britt Nicole Time by NF That way by Tate McRae Six feet under by Billie Eillish Hurt you by The weekend ft Gesaffelstein I hate you, I love you by Olivia O’Brien ft Gnash Euphoria by Jungkook of BTS Love song by Rihanna ft Future We don’t talk anymore by Charlie Puth ft Selena Gomez

Before Sabrina could understand what he meant, Daniel had already gotten up and in one swoop, he scooped Alicia into his arms which made Alicia yelp. Sabrina widened her eyes seeing the shameless attitude of Daniel. She didn't really mean for them to get a room, but Daniel would just be shameless and heed to her words. She looked at Alicia and saw that she looked exicted. Really!? She also really needed a man in her life so that she would also do these things. She looked at Alicia's face and saw her exicted expression. She raised her hands in defeat. She was friends with the most shameless people in her life. Only Jessica and Josh were better and calm.

Then she stood, squared her shoulders, and whispered to her reflection: “Let the #MakeTheSuperstarFallInLoveIn90DAYS begin.” ** Emily’s fingers hovered over her phone screen as she sat in the quiet corner of the university library, her heart pounding like a war drum. She opened Charles Adam’s official profile. It was polished, curated, and maddeningly impersonal. Photos from red carpets, behind-the-scenes clips, interviews, and promotional posters for his upcoming film, The Last Ember, co-starring the ever-glamorous Margeaux Shell.

The slightest shift made the dead nerves shriek in protest, and he stirred with a soft, sleepy murmur. My heart sank. This was the part I hated. The Awkward Morning After. The mandatory performance where we’d both pretend to be fully formed, interested human beings. We’d fumble through a conversation, exchange numbers we had no intention of ever using, and chirp empty promises about catching up soon. “I’ll call you,” I’d lie, already mentally composing the text I’d never send.

I urge before Alpha Darnell once again pulls me into him, this time his grip on me digging into my skin. “You mean to tell me, that you are the mate of Jaxon Varon?” He angrily roars at me, his hold on me becoming painfully tight. “Yes?” “Runa…” I hear Alma’s cry as Alpha Darnell back slaps me across the face, my ears ringing out from the action. “You lied to me.” “Wait…this is perfect.” Alpha Miso raises his hand to stop Darnell from serving me with another blow across my face.

We all shed tears while leaving the village and promised to return whenever we got the chance. Seven months later, I sat in my mothers bar. Two weeks ago, I got a call from the principal at London Secondary School. The results were released and I topped the entire district which guaranteed me a scholarship in the state University. I had never imagined that a moment like this would come in my life. Who would have thought that I, Fetty Dzarma, a seventeen year old from the lowliest creek could rise to such an honor. I made it to the state radio and newspaper and my mother bragged for days. This achievement of mine made me realize that everyone has a battle in life and others I know in London w