Dawn X Scott Novels & Stories

"I uh- I think Julian should take this one." Julian lifted his head in surprise, but made no comment on her efforts. He nodded in her direction, as if to thank her, and then he cleared his throat to speak. "Right, well… As I stated, I've been around the coven and I can confirm that Demitri has become a day walker since- oh, you know." "Yeah, I second this. It wasn't just the edge of the night when he threatened me earlier, this was broad daylight." Harley agreed.

But Miss Chandler held her tight, stopping her. "Well, well!" Mr. Scotts said with a little chuckle. "What have we here? It looks like you finally got that sexy little vixen right where you've always wanted her!" Dawn continued to struggle to free herself to cover up, but her coach wouldn't let go of her. Finally, she to her quietly, "It's okay, sweetie; Mr. Scotts is my husband and he knows all about how in love with you I am." Dawn stopped mid-struggle, and said, "Your ... your husband! And ... and he knows that you like ... like girls?"

“How do you plan on doing that?” Dawn sips the coffee and stands up to walk towards the small aquarium, her movements graceful but deliberate. After staring at the fishes which are caged like Spring soon will be, She crosses the room to the large windows, staring out over the gardens. The scent of Roses and seasonal flowers floats in the air, but all she can think about is the stench of revenge. “She’s an addict, and addicts are predictable. She’s hiding her addiction and substance abuse from her colleagues, but it’s only a matter of time before she slips. I’ll make sure that time comes sooner rather than later.”

He can even feel the great thunder playing between David and Dawn. “My name is Yami Smith, personal assistant of secretary, Mr. Lewis. Nice to meet you.” Yami started the conversation. Dawn can’t calm because David keeps staring at him like he wanted to tear him apart. Dawn trying to calm down and acting of his usual self. Yami pinch him on his back to turned him back to his senses. “I’m Dawn Lewis, your personal secretary from now on. It’s nice to meet you. Welcome to Magazine Broadcast Company.” Dawn said to his usual self. His serious and has cold aura that keeps surrounding in his environment.

What did you find out Dawn? Dawn sighed as she kept her hand over her head and said, "well we are dealing with something weird, what Aaron is dealing with is not corruption, it’s possession.”

Julianna POV Dawn came too soon, gray and heavy, like the sky knew what was waiting for us. I hadn’t slept more than an hour. Every time I closed my eyes, the vision returned: Scott’s body on cold stone, blood pooling under him, his chest still. No breath. No heartbeat. Just me standing there, useless, hands shaking with the knowledge that I’d caused it somehow.

SCOTT I woke up to Dawn sucking my cock, already half hard. As soon as she realized I was awake, she mounted me, riding me hard. Not as hard as I wanted given she woke me up, so I flipped her off me and plunged into her from behind, driving forcefully into her liquid heat. "Fuck!" She groaned as I plumbed her depths, "I love it when you manhandle me that way. Women just don't do that." I slammed into her again. "Like this?" Again, harder. She moaned. "Like this?" Battering her pussy with my pelvic bone. "Wake me up this fucking early, will you?"

Tyler is no other than both but yeah good looks can do charms and one more perk of being singers and musicians women are easily available. Sierra. Fuck. I have to stop thinking about her, and everything I think about is somehow tied to her. There’s nothing I can say, do, or even think that doesn’t trigger some sort of connection to the girl I chased for too many years. I need to get drunk. And I need a distraction a female distraction. Someone who doesn’t look the least little bit like the girl who refuses to leave my dreams. I need to stop thinking about her and yeah it's been a while getting laid. I need to find someone before the night is over. I need to stop thinking about her and focus

She managed to say, "Aurora, I'm sorry if you're able to hear me. Above all, Logan, if you can hear me once more, please forgive me.” ------------ Dawn spent most of her time in her room for the remainder of the week. Dawn deliberately avoided people so that no one would see or hear her. However, she concealed it from others, although it grew more difficult. Everyone was buzzing with excitement about the upcoming ceremony, but Dawn stayed quiet at dinner. Her peculiar actions caught the attention of Malachi and some others. Dawn grew more depressed in the absence of Aurora's words. She was lost in her own world, and her mother's voice broke through her thoughts, bringing her back to reality.

Kate Inside the house had gone quiet again for a place where death had just been announced. Dawn sat on the couch with her knees crossed, a silk robe tied loosely around her waist, pretending to be fragile. Her fingers trembled, but I wasn’t fooled. The tremble was too controlled and too convenient. Her eyes stayed dry. Dawn paced across the living room like someone who had just been released from a cage, humming under her breath, shoulders loose in a way that made my stomach twist.