Darnell All American Novels & Stories

"You really didn't have to add that last part! You're gross, old man! And that's gross!" "Shut up, virgin!" Caleb chuckles. Sophia shows him the middle finger. "Truth or Dare, Mom." Caleb continues. "Truth." Dani sips her cocktail. "What's your greatest achievement in life?" "Damien Hunt." She smiles. "He's my greatest achievement." ****

*** Everyone was amazed when they saw Dollan able to hit the target 10 times in a row, even with each new arrow shot being able to drop the arrows that had previously been stuck right in the center circle on the Darts Board. Gorge and Rechel applauded, praising Dollan's prowess. Baby and Willy admire Dollan's abilities but don't clap. "You're really great, Mr. Dollan." Willy said, the boy looked very fascinated by the greatness of his brother's boss. "Are you willing to teach me, sir?" This cute boy's innocent face made Dollan unable to refuse. "Fine, if I come here again. I'll teach you, okay." Happily, this handsome boy nodded his head. "Good."

He ignored how the Governess' expression changed into varying degrees. Nodding to the man beside her, the Governess replied. “Alright. Since you want to discuss this early, i'll tell you now. We have Ferdinand Luman, Eden Louisse, and David Lee in our hands. Their security will depend on your sincerity and willingness to cooperate. What do you say, Mr. Lee?” Hearing her openly threatening words, Farrah's eyes dimmed and Dior's eyes turned even more mocking. They were disappointed, but it wasn't unexpected. They knew that this scenario would likely happen, and shouldn't be surprised.

Arella said outloud, her eyes fixed on me with a strained intensity Her mother nudged her sharply, cautioning her to behave. “Today, we witnessed the most special day in the history of pack; the Alpha’s union with his mate, Mrs. Vivica Danegan, who will soon become Luna Vivica Danegan…” he paused, and Celia clapped loudly, causing everyone to turn to her. “That being said…” I reached for my glass and drew it close to my mouth for one more sip before the MCee called us to the front. A strange, sharp scent hit me and I drew the glass back, bringing up to my nostrils again to be sure my brain wasn’t playing tricks on me.

No one paid any attention as the tampered drinks were pushed down the aisle on the service cart because they assumed that Sabrina had likely just added a mild laxative—something that would only make people take an embarrassing trip to the bathroom. It was all harmless fun. Matt even volunteered, carrying two spiked glasses of juice over to economy class. He wore the act of a friendly student as he struck up a conversation with the foreign teams. "Come on, try some. This is Sinoria's special fruit blend. I wish everyone the best in the competition."

The article was still on the screen and she looked at it again, at the photograph of her and Connor outside the coffee shop, at the name the journalist had used — known financial criminal Connor Dealt — and something clarified for her. "The article mentioned Connor," she said. "Which means Dorian knows about the connection. Knows about the Dublin company. Knows that Connor worked for Ashworth and Cole." She set the phone down. "Which means he knows Connor has information that could help us. And he's trying to make Connor radioactive before we can access it." "Which means we access it now," Zachary said slowly. "Which means I call Connor now. Before Dorian can do anything else." She picked up

she screamed. Dori came running back. "What happened? Are you all right, Mrs. DeMarco?" Faith was embarrassed. She didn't know why she screamed. "I'm fine. Sorry if I freaked you out," she apologized to Dori. "But what's the matter? Did the letter say something horrible?" Dori looked concerned, so Faith felt bad again. She smiled and handed the letter to Dori. "See for yourself," she said proudly. Dori gasped.