Davina Acid Attack Novels & Stories

“Don't cry, Davina. Actually, Devon didn't want to talk about this with us. Devon only told Meazus, but your dad told me.” Devon now also stood up from his chair to hug Davina, who was crying. “My heart almost stopped when I saw you crying. I didn't expect you to cry because of this. But since today is my happy day, I want to apologize to you.” Davina, who was still sitting on the chair, now hit Devon's arm as he released his embrace. “You're so cruel. I'm sensitive like this for a reason.” Davina stroked her wet cheek and her husband stroked the hair covering her cheek. “I want you all to sit in your chairs first because I also want to talk about something.”

“We will talk about that later. We need to get you checked out. You know you are grounded right?” “I know.” We continue hugging and I see Davina running out of the house towards us. She has been crying and I can feel her anger. “Maliyah?! Mark and the others just arrived and told me you were there and were attacked. Why did you leave your room and lie to me? Are you hurt?” Davina is checking all over and finds a good gash on her left side from the bear as well as she sees the blood trickling down her leg with bone sticking out.

“Get to the point.” Davina ignored me as she reached out for the bowl of milk. She pulled a small vial from her pocket, pouring its contents into the liquid. The substance dissolved instantly, leaving no trace. Without another word, she dipped her face into the bowl, submerging herself completely. For a full minute, she remained there, unmoving. The crowd watched in stunned silence as everyone anticipated what was going to unfold next. When she finally lifted her head, milk dripped from her face. She reached for a towel and wiped herself clean.

Her dress was dishevelled, the zipper at her back undone, her bra lying near the couch, her shoulders and neck marred with dark hickeys and faint finger-shaped bruises. Davina’s left arm hung uselessly at her side — the bluish imprint of a man’s hand glaringly visible against her delicate skin. Naina gasped, horror sinking its claws into her. "I am gonna fire all these security men. " Naina grunted. The Davina Parker — the woman the entire business world feared — looked like a shattered porcelain doll. Through broken, hiccupping sobs, Davina finally managed to choke out, “He… he called me… a s-s-slut… *sobs*… I am NOT… a s-slut… *sobs harder*… he… he hurt me, Naina… *sobs*… it felt so… so pa

Not even a little bit. "You know what Davina means to me." He still didn't raise his head. "I know, Alpha." "And you know what the consequence of your action is." He nodded. "I know. And I will accept whatever punishment you give me." Then I turned to the other people. "Davina told me what you did to her." One of the girls was visibly shaking in fear. She was already crying, and nothing had been done to her. "You crying, what is your name?"

Malia said as her face is clouded with tears waiting for her approval to fall. "We hate you, we never loved you, everything was all a pretense... You are a murderer, a drug addict, a b*tch," Ivy whispered in her eyes. "Yes, the moment I saw you, I knew you aren't an innocent person," Davina spayed angrily. "Davina..." "Do I need for anyone to tell me who you are again after everything I have seen, I wonder what would have happened if they didn't tell me" Davina said "Even David and Davina have known everything about you," Mabel scoffed

His father and sister, Anna, right behind him. “Damn it,” says Mark has he hangs his head and walks over to Owen, Anna and their father. I can tell by Mark’s reaction she did not make it. I can see Mark beginning to explain what happened and Mr. Meadows was already crying but drops to the floor in shock once Mark confirms his fears. Owen and Anna begin crying. Mark walks back towards Keila and me. “No one was prepared. From what Shaun Lane reported, that guy that took Davina out for a date was a part of the attack as well as his cousin Miranda. Their scent was being masked. Not even Gabriel was prepare for the attack,” informs Mark.

I felt Devin stiffened beside me, his hand stopped stroking my cheeks. “I lost my phone,” he mumbled, “Cami stole it from me.” “She’s helping Megan,” I said under my breath, “I was able to stop Megan from shooting me… in that house.” The memory of the attack on my life was so vivid, I felt like reliving the fear that enveloped my whole being all over again. “I jumped on her and we grapple on the floor, she even stabbed me with a knife.” “Shh,” Devin wiped my tears, he spooned me in his arms gently, allowing me to lay my head on his chest. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry I wasn’t there, Ren. I’m sorry.”

Hazel stood in the doorway, eyes ablaze, defiance radiating off her. Davina’s head snapped toward her. “Stay out of this, you—” “Oh, she’s already in,” I interrupted, cold steel in my voice. “Why don’t you find another man to play with to save your hide? Alaric’s going down, and you’re going down with him.” Rage twisted Davina’s features. She raised her hand to strike me, but I caught her wrist mid-swing. “Big mistake,” I said, before landing a slap across her face that echoed in the silence. She stumbled, eyes wide with shock and fury.

“When Damon visited me at the hospital, he told me. You never bothered to ask. And even then, I tried to explain — it was just an accident. She lost control. I froze. The car hit me. Maybe the brakes failed, maybe she looked away. I don’t know. But it was an accident. When I saw Damon furious in the hospital, I asked him to let it go as she's also family, but I guess he didn't listen. And what's there to be mad about? I’m fine. Riva is fine. That’s all that matters. And Davina is family. I already told you this. I have nothing against the person who hit me. And when Damon called me earlier, I told him too. He agreed. He said he realised too late that he had already messed everything up. He t