Dazai Novels & Stories

So Crazy. Damien finally snapped out of his confusion and he went to his room. He had to stop thinking about Ariel and concentrate on what was more important at that moment; Taking a bath and getting ready. He went to the bathroom and he removed his clothes. He went to the mirror and stared at himself for a while before he switched the shower on immediately. He allowed the cold water to trickle down his back and to sink into his head. He sighed in relief and started washing his body.

" Let's rather talk if you are not hungry. " "My hunger vanished as soon as I saw your beautiful face. "Daze said, his eyes on Pinny who sat opposite him." So tell me, what is your full name? " Pinny smiled slightly." My name is Penelope and it means weaver, and what is your name? " "Your name is beautiful, precisely like you," Daze said with a hint of sincerity. "My name is Daze, and it's a pleasure meeting you. I really want to get to know you better, if you don't mind."

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They had suddenly become insecure, panicking at the slightest touch. "Welcome great members of the Deadly Fang Pack!" Ryu exclaimed as he approached the corridor. "Great Deadly Fangs," they chanted till his voice came into play. "Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves.".

“You even dare come back after running away?. And you think you can bring some stranger’s pups here? They smell like trouble and you also smell like trouble.” “Quiet,” Damon snapped at her. His voice bore the Alpha power that shut her mouth fast. His eyes were locked on me the whole time. I felt the mate bond glared between us, like a small flame that refused to die. It was burning hard in my chest, but it also pulled at me in ways I did not want to feel. Damon was blinking, his gaze fixed on me carefully. He noticed that I had a stronger energy the way I stood tall now, and the power that rolled off me and the twin

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

I answer almost immediately. “Then it’s settled. See you tomorrow, Dora.” She says goodbye to me on her way while I watch her as she goes on her way just to make sure she’s not gonna take the wrong turn but I notice that something fell off from the book she had in her arms. I run to catch it before I lose her sight. “Penny!” I yell trying to catch her attention but as she puts her hair behind her ear I see she is wearing earphones so I run a little bit faster to catch up with her. Damn, she walks really fast.

-Do you know who Azael is? He looks at me with a terrified face. -Azael Grimm? The new? - I'm not quite sure it's called that, but I nod my head because there aren't many people named Azael in this country. So much less in high school. What's more, I think there is only one person in the world named like that and that is him. -What's the matter with him? - He's the one who bumped into us on the day of the dance, Jason- I say bluntly.

I had branch in Kumasi, and another in Cape Coast, and we shipped to other countries as well. Business was really booming. “If it isn't Cindy Mensah.” A beautiful woman called out snapping me out of my reverie. I smiled uncertainly. “May I know who you are?” She smiled back, a perfect toothpaste commercial smile that showed her perfect teeth. “My name is Amelia Sanders, I'm a representative of Donatella Maruchi. How would you like to be featured in our African Pride week Festival?” I grinned, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm dreaming, aren't I?”

Ezra: “Congratulations, Ezra.” I heard Killian say from behind me, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Lia, who was dancing with me, stiffened, and wrapping my arm around her shoulder, I squeezed it gently, wanting her to relax before turning my attention to the Lycan who was smiling at us as we turned to face him. His eyes met mine, and looking down at my arm, he raised an eyebrow but didn’t bother commenting.