Daryl Dixon Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Beryl!” Daryl sounded offended. Beryl sighed. “I’m sure Abel will keep this secret!” Beryl let her eyebrows lift, “I can’t guarantee that, Daryl. You can’t trust him just because he’s tall and good-looking. How did you develop such a harsh crush on him so quickly anyway? You see me and my cousin doing that?” “I may have a crush on someone…” Beryl turned to stare at Daffodil, “What?” “And I know who!” Daryl crowed with confidence before shooting Beryl a look of pride, “I’ve bonded with Daff more than you have, Ber!”

She never held back and most definitely never waited on me to make advances at her, but this time, it happened differently. I was gonna make her pay for letting me sit around with an erection almost so visible, she certainly would come back in no time, with a pussy hole begging to be fucked and then I would watch her melt into my arms begging I slid a finger underneath her dress, I wouldn't, her punishment for pushing me away blindly. “You seem so fond of Nyra,” Darian said before taking a gulp from the whisky’s bottle. I looked at him wondering what I had done to the heavens to deserve a son like him. I sighed out lightly before speaking.

"You're mine, Cheesy! Mine!" People nearby turned their heads to look, but Daryl didn’t care. Cheesy didn’t fight back. She simply looked at him and gave a faint smile. “I’m not running, Young Master Daryl,” Cheesy said quietly. “The contract’s still valid, isn’t it? I’m your secret lover, after all.” Daryl fell silent, his breathing heavy. His grip on her arm slowly loosened. He stared into her eyes, searching for any trace of deceit. But all he saw was calmness—as if she were perfectly fine.

From the look of things Mr Davian comes to learn that this two ladies know each other and he is very happy about it . They walk back to the restaurant feeling refreshed and happy . The place is incredible . Queen and Mercy follow him quitely and they head back to the room . Mercy excuses herself and they are left alone . They talk for a while and Mr Davian reach to his court and hands her s small rectangular box . she is further told not to open it until she is alone . " I will not be available for the sometime but please keep in touch " he says with pleading eyes . He is heading to the neighborhood province for a project supervision and he won't be around to fancy with her . Queen promises

They both break the kiss and look at the pack. In the night, Xandier looks at Darcy who is wearing a red sexy lingerie. She is looking at him with a sexy smile. She removes her panties and bends on the bed on four legs so that her ass and her hole is visible to him. He gets excited seeing her in that position and he gets a hard on erection. He is not able to take the throbbing pain anymore. He removes his pant and directly enters inside her hole. Darcy stops herself from hissing in pain. She doesn't want to come out as weak infront of him. She wants him to think of her as strong in every way. She bites her lips to suppress the sudden pain. Xandier starts thrusting deep into her making her mo

’ “Who the f**k are you?” “I’ll send you an address, right now. You have to come here alone. If you don’t come as soon as possible, say goodbye to your lover, asshole.” “Don’t come, Randall! It’s a trap!” Heating Daciana’s voice in distress made me even more terrified. ‘Am I going to lose her too like I lost my mother?’ “Don’t you dare touch her!” I roared. “You’re not calling the shots this time, you filthy lycan!” I heard Jonathan yell and suddenly the call got disconnected.

Diana's POV I drove home and went straight to the bar. I poured myself a drink and gulped it down in one go. It burned my throat, but the pain felt good. I started chugging down the alcohol straight from the bottle. I got dizzy and lightheaded. Sam came in, and he ran to me. “Diana. No, stop.” “Go away,” I shooed and chunked another large gulp of whiskey. “Child, that's enough!”

If only I had access to my vibrator with all that deep throat moan you were dishing out, maybe I would have secured at least one orgasm for myself. "Eww.... Gross, Ugo." Daisy started backing out of the room. "So you're at a good place with Lexington, now?" "Dunno." Daisy shrugged. "Maybe he's offering me the option of bang-a-thon with no strings attached." "You're one lucky bitch, Daisy baby." Her smile faded. "Except we both know that's not what you want." Daisy leaned into the doorjamb with a sigh. "No, it's not." She said, "Something’s definitely wrong, and he won’t talk to me about it. I wrote him a letter basically tabling out all my insecurities and apprehension.

His eyes watched her carefully while she looked down at her hands in fear. Her eyes went up to look at his abdomen, and she swallowed her saliva as she salivated on his structure. She got so caught up with what she was seeing that she forgot to continue dressing him. Her eyes fixed on his packs that she gulped down her saliva without blinking. Dylan noticed her reaction and smiled slyly. He placed his hand to hers and leaned close to her ears. “Are you done eye raping me, or you're yet to finish?” As if his question and deep voice snapped her back to reality, she stepped back with a gasp.

They talked about school and joked around, stopping when Darren said “Okay I have to know, what's going on between you and that guy?? I have a feeling he doesn't like me being you??” Lilliana turned around slightly in the sofa to find out whom he was talking about, expecting to see her father and choked on her drink when instead she saw Damon standing by the window. He was still dressed in the clothes she left him in; a black and grey pants. He had a glass of whiskey in one hand while the other was tucked away in his pocket, blatantly glaring at them.