Novel & Cerita Daryl Dixon Fanfic

Daryl came back about a minute later with an envelope in his hand before throwing it on the small glass table in the living room. "You know what those are! They're pics..... Of you and Leon..... fucking in Paris!" Daryl shouting caused both me and Amanda to flinch. His face was pure anger. She covered her mouth as tears formed in her eyes. My palms were a bit sweaty but I didn't make a move to wipe them. " I gave you everything! What more did you want!?" "Daryl, I, she tried to say reaching out to him but he shifted so she wouldn't touch him.

Damien resumed slowly taking closer steps towards them, " Tell us, Alpha Dixon! So you personally think that you are a better option than me who can't even obliterate the commotion amongst his own pack?" Damien dangerously paused in front of them and began again in an icy voice, " Tell us, Alpha Dixon! In which aspect you are better off than me? I would like to hear out those reasons too." Dixon seemed flabbergasted as he didn't expect that Damien will show up all of a sudden. Before he could spit out any rational response, his hand was smashed almost with a crisp sound. Dixon yelled hysterically staggering back and clasped his right hand in pang. Looking up, he noticed Damien's ruthless eye

I wondered, now sick with worry. "Arya from the Red Moon pack is yet to find her mate, Daryl." His mother said, breaking the silence again. "You could choose her. This way, it will—" “Mother,” Daryl snapped. "Ciara is the woman I want. I am in love with her." My heart thudded as I watched the scene unfold before me. Eleanor cocked her head sideways. “You think you can bring an outsider into our world? Into this family?” She shook her head, looking back at me.

the guy barked, he tossed the tray away, charging at me while glaring at me. “Fuck! I hate to do this.” Dixon hissed, and a light speed, he bounced on the guy and they both hit the ground. “Warrior…” The guy was trying to say something but the sounds of bone snapping were what I could hear next. Dixon got off the guy, his hands were tinted with blood as he took a dangerous step at me. I tried moving away from him, but he grabbed my wrist pulling me to his body. I bumped into his chest, I could hear his heart beating crazily in his chest.

Dravonia. Dixon’s arm tightened fractionally around Nerina’s shoulders, his grip on her hand tightening just enough to feel possessive, his smile never faltering, but his eyes sharpened as the carriage slowed to a stop. Zoe shifted subtly behind them, her posture alert. Nerina’s heart quickened, the warmth of Dixon’s touch suddenly feeling less like affection and more like a claim as the Dravonian seal gleamed coldly in the dying light, a stark reminder of the Lycan’s reach.

Ink splattered across everything and taped directly to the locker door was a piece of paper. SCHOLARSHIP TRASH DOESN’T BELONG HERE.My chest tightened painfully. For a second, I just stared at it silently while humiliation and anger fought inside me. Then footsteps stopped beside me,I immediately turned around to see that it's Dylan. His eyes moved lazily over the destroyed books before landing on the note.Then slowly…...A smirk appeared on his face. “Welcome to Blackwood.”

"What do you want?" "Wanna come check something out with Keller and me?" Dal offered and without a second thought, Dylon downed his drink in one go and shoved the glass aside. He needed a distraction as he could feel his body starting to heat up. It wasn't his heat alone he felt but his soulmate's as well. His sinful thoughts a while ago may have triggered his lover's feelings and he was starting to get hot increasingly fast. "Where is that mockingbird?" Dylon charged, looking around for any sign of Keller.

Damon lifts his head to look at my shocked expression, and he smirks as he removes his fingers. “What do you think, Alana? Do you want me to bring your wanton fantasies about being fucked like a whore to life?”

*"I'm not interested in you either. I don't want to be touched by a man who plays with many women.” As a result of those words, Diana was cornered again by Alpha Darren. Diana was confined by Alpha Darren's burly arms. “I've never played with women,” Alpha Darren said, denying Diana's accusations. But Diana didn't believe it. She couldn't believe an Alpha like Alpha Darren had never had fun with a single woman. Diana didn't believe Alpha Darren could hold out that long. *“Prove it if it's true,” Diana challenged. And that's when Diana regrets her own decision because Alpha Darren finally bites her neck, marking her as his mate.

He slapped my ass so hard and I screamed out loud, the birds cawing away at the sound of my loudness. "You want to fuck someone else while I am standing here?" He said angrily, smacking my ass which was hot. I could feel my pussy leaking with my juices and I rubbed my legs together to avoid them leaking out, but Dorian had other plans. He bent me down, till my waist was leveled with his hips and my back was bent outwards. I placed my hands on the wall to balance myself, because my legs were shaky and I could fall at any minute. "I would if you don't act like the string pompous Alpha you said you are." I replied, trying my best to rile up Dorian and it seems it worked. Greatly, if I may add.