Darren Dalton Novels & Stories

she teased. Dalton chuckled and stepped onto the balcony, phone to his ear. It rang once, twice. Then came the deep, steady voice of his father. “Dalton. My boy. You calling to say you have completed your tour?” Dalton barked a laugh. “Not yet. Unplanned scenes keep coming up.” Reid laughed heartily. “So how’s the tour going? Last I heard, you had a car breakdown.” “Yeah, we did,” Dalton said, glancing back through the window at Daniella. “It was quite refreshing, as we had the opportunity to spend time with nature and it was a sight to behold”

Donovan motioned someone to join them on stage, and Dante's eyes widened in disbelief as he recognized her. It was Darlyn Taylor, his ex-fiance. She was a conniving and selfish wolf who had always been jealous of his mate. Dante gritted his teeth. He’s not feeling good about this.

His expression didn’t change, but I could feel the weight of his stare like a challenge. He turned his head toward Kael. “And who’s this?” I sat up straighter. “This is Kael ,my beta and my best friend. He lives in the packhouse too.” Kael gave a polite nod, and Dalton just nodded back like he was mentally filing the information away. I crossed my arms. “What are you doing here, Dalton? Because if you think you can just waltz in here whenever you feel like it—” He arched a brow. “I came to tell you something. But clearly, you’d rather complain about your privacy.”

"I just came to make myself known, I'm sorry if this is inappropriate for you but I am agent Dalton special force and I would be watching you throughout your stay,there is a car outside ready for your every movement, and other than me nobody drives you anywhere" "Uhh okay" Tanya said "and ooh she's a guest leave her be" with that she walked back Into the kitchen. "So uhh" Amber said putting the last strawberry she held in her mouth. "I was sent to give you a few things,do you mind?" Dalton said, pointing towards the door. "Sure" Amber said as she followed him outside towards the parked car. The sun was already up in the sky but it wasn't scorching, Dalton went straight for the boot,when he o

He said angrily, "Indeed, you've become independent now! You're an embarrassment. Don't you dare set foot into my house again! The Emersons don't have a daughter like you!" Though Hannah's gaze was cold, she was still hurt by his words. As she prepared to reply, Darren unexpectedly took her phone away. He sat in his wheelchair. His face was emotionless and seemed very elegant. When Darren put the phone near him, he spoke coldly, "Hello, Mr. Emerson. I'm Darren." At the other end of the line, Matthew suddenly stopped talking. Darren was the one who held all the power within the Winchesters. Moreover, he was a sensational presence in the business world.

Carrington looks between Darren and me. “They’ll counter again—expect it. But we need to move forward now. It’s time we remind the jury what this is really about.” He doesn’t mean guilt or innocence. He means perception. Darren remains quiet. Alex nods tightly. I sit straighter. “Who’s the witness?” I ask. Carrington’s eyes settle on mine. “Dr. Ezra Mahoney. Clinical trauma specialist. He saw Darren within hours of the gala incident.” My heart lifts just slightly.

Helen muttered softly. Her eyes quietly filled with tears, then glistened. Until the police pushed her back into the cell, Helen began to realize. She should have hugged Alena before the woman left after their last meeting. *** The day of the engagement... At seven o'clock in the evening, Darren looked so handsome in his khaki suit. His hair was slicked back. He was ready to go to the Wilson family home. “Mr. Darren, are you ready?” the butler knocked on the door and asked politely.

When I look at Cal it makes sense for him to be one of the typically strong Wolves hired by Alphas to hunt down specific individuals. Did Grayson send him? "How much I am paid is none of your business. Now you can either hand the girl over, or I shoot you in the heart," Cal says. Obviously Reilly feels the weight of the threat. Cal has displayed his skill with an arrow beforehand, and with no way to protect himself, Reilly has nothing to do but obey the hired Huntsman. "And piss him off?" There is is again. Him. Who is this man no one is telling me about?

he took my arm and we entered the company . At the precise moment that we were going to enter we heard a sudden stop near the parking lot, it was Dalton. He was dressed in a jet black jacket, he had black glasses and some cures on his cheekbones, he looked very serious, he was definitely someone else. He took his briefcase and walked past us.

**** Ten minutes ago. Carson went to the restroom and ran into Darren, who had just finished. “Mr. Darren, I wanted to ask you about someone.” Darren was drying his hands when he frowned. “Who does Lawyer Carson want to inquire about?” The murderous aura between the two men was separated by only the thinnest veil—like a sheet of paper waiting to be torn. “Mr. Darren, you has a very capable person named Richard Davis by your side, don't you?” Darren narrowed his eyes, the edge in his voice unmistakable. “You know him?”