Darnell X Nene Novels & Stories

And I see when two people are too stubborn or too hurt to fight for what they truly want. So I’m fighting for you—both of you. Give her a chance, Avalon. Give yourself a chance. Whatever tore you apart, ask yourself if it’s worth spending your life wondering “what if.” All my love, Nene Selene’s hands trembled so much she almost dropped the letter. Nene had found her. Five years ago. She had driven up from LA for the party, stayed in the shadows, and watched Avalon laugh with people who were a part of his world. She watched him and believed she had made the right choice.

Then, I placed his tiny hand on my baby bump and saw how Darenn gaped in amazement. "I thought you it aterelon, Luno, hehe, but beybi is intayd," he said while caressing my baby bump. "Hahaha, this is your nephew, Darenn. His name is Rain Dillan," I introduced Darenn to my son. Then, the three of us went to the living room and sat. "Yeyn? Dittan? Ish sounds like yeyn water and tang," Darenn said and pointed at his tongue, which made me facepalm.

Darnell said, handing out a business card to her, "Let’s make an acquaintance. My name is Darnell Smith, and this is my girlfriend, Coral Brook." "I know her, on N*****x." Heloise took the card and glanced at it, making a surprised face, "So you're the third son of the Smith's Consortium, but she said in public that you're just common friends? Oh, it means either of you are playing your own game?" Darnell looked embarrassed and Coral glared over at him in displeasure, "What are you talking about?" Darnell calmed her down and smiled awkwardly, explaining, "Coral is still in college. In order to let her study smoothly and not cause too much disturbance, we are going to wait until she graduates

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

Maybe we will discuss that on our date but he hasn’t brought up the date again either. Danika, please don’t overthink this. I can’t wait to call Emily and tell her how everything went. I am a pessimistic person and it helps to have a person like Emily who is crazy optimistic when it comes to other people. I was brought out of my daze by a commotion happening outside my dressing room. I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me.

She gave a nervous laugh and shrugged. "Denzel of course. Oh, come on, Nana. Denzel is coming tonight and he always talks about my outfit. So, I want to look my best." Nana's smile was stiff and her nod was as if her head was made of wood. "Of course, dear. But what about James? Isn't he coming tonight?" Janelle smiled like she was sitting in a pool of fire and living the pain.

I respond, my face burning hot. A long laugh escapes Darnell’s lips. “Don’t worry. It feels like reading thoughts, but it isn’t like that at all. We can’t hear each other’s thoughts all the time, or against the will of the other,” he says, offering my shoulder a gentle pat. “Anyway, don’t worry your pretty little head. Attacks or awkward thoughts being shared across a whole town of people, we will help you get through it all,” he adds, winking at me playfully.

“What have my parents had to do with my future life? I’ve already told them I was uninterested in any of the sutures they showed me. I only have one person in my heart; he is a____what did you call him, Mr. Elon?” “A shithead?” Blake replied. “Yes, a shithead,” Hellen said, folding her arms on her chest. Daren was speechless for a moment, then smiled. “I am a shithead for not seeing you as my woman. Miss. Hellen Ford, would you go out with me? Say this Saturday?” Daren asked, placing his hands on her shoulders. The stubborn look she gave melted into a lovely smile, and she nodded in agreement.

"So I hear you identified a Hybrid, well done" "Its not that much of a feat" Danté said reaching for his fridge "Beer?" "Yes please" Of the three hunters that made the final tryouts Danté and Vincent where like brothers, the third was a huntress named Xena and she herself was gone with the wind to Danté, he hasn't seen her in years. The two sat down and cracked the cold beverages "Anything I should know about her?" "Not much I can really say... Accept" Danté brushed his chin.

"My name's Na—" A basketball bounced on Nelly's back, cutting him off. I jerked my head up to see a few of the Nine Lives Clique members grinning down at us. "We're fixin’ to play ball, Nelly. C’mon," said Darren, a tall, tattooed hunk with thick auburn hair. Nelly gave them a perfunctory shake of his head. "Nah, guys, I'm chilling with my girl.” The guys started laughing. Then Travis, stocky, brown-haired, chubby-faced, said, "Dude, you've been datin’ this chick almost a year. That’s some ol’ school shit.