Romans & histoires Dc Fanfic

RHYS REDMOND Asking Kira to be my fiancée has to be one of the worst mistakes I have ever made. I didn't lie about her not being my type—I prefer women who don't work for me. In all the years I have worked at Phoenix Industries, I have never dipped my pen in company ink. In fact, I don't even go out with women from the same industry.

He didn’t want to put a thousand defenses against her best friend. That Danica, if she really considers herself as a man, she might tried to take Aurora from him. On weekdays, she might hook up with Aurora, and maybe kiss or hug her. Aurora might innocently think that was part of their friendship. Thinking of this, the gaze in Damon’s eyes shifted and he felt murderous. Of course Aurora knew what he meant. She said, "Don't worry, don't think of Danica like that, although she likes men’s clothing, but she's straight, she likes men, not women."

Daphny shuts her eyes shut as the beast prepared to gobble up her initial motor-mouth when Daphny began, “I’m the chubby young lady all of you tormented from green beans year. I detested Rica such a lot that I laid down with his sweetheart. For such a long time, I’ve been making enhancements and outrageous eating regimens to get more fit, and I wound up coming up short in each school placement test on the grounds that the enhancements cause me to lose shine and cause me to feel bleary-eyed.” She opens her eyes as she saw the beast debilitating, “I disdain myself, I disdain my own body, and I consistently lie that I’m that brilliant young lady who easily remains pretty in light of the fact th

Her voice trembled in the right places. "Why would you do something like that?" Anais frowned. "What are you talking about?" Fiona looked heartbroken. She raised her hand and cleaned her tears. "As if you don't know." Her mother immediately walked towards her and wrapped an arm around Fiona. "What are you talking about, Fiona.” Her mother threw her a glare. Fiona lowered her head to hide her smirk "I'm trying to understand. Damian is your mate." Anais froze. She knew what was coming next. "And yet..." Fiona sniffled. “You seduced another man right in front of him. And then you went away with him.”

With that he turned around and left the garden. “See that?” Cisco smirked. “He has seen you for who you are. Now you are worth nothing to him, you are just a random girl that waltzes into our lives and brings nothing but misfortune.” He continued. “No, don’t say that. Ducalion loves me and he will never leave me. This is all a misunderstanding.” I cried out. “You really think he fell for you? You think the cold hearted Ducalion Grey would fall for you, a murderer’s child.” Duncan laughed maliciously. “You really are naive.”

There was a message from Dafne on W******p: "Dafne: Girl, I’m coming back to São Paulo in the next few days! There’s an amazing party I can’t miss. I want to see you, talk, hear everything. Call me when you can. Kisses!" She took a deep breath, locked the phone, and placed it back on the nightstand. She went downstairs quietly and headed to Rafael’s office. She knocked twice and walked in. He was sitting at his desk, reading a hardcover book. When he saw her, he looked up. "Do you need something?" She didn’t say anything, just walked over slowly and sat on his lap. Rafael clenched his jaw, feeling her warm, soft body against his. He was being seduced and hated how much he liked it.

Danica fidgeted uncomfortably; she knew Aakifahlynn was everything to her brother, and he would be miserable without her. "Why would you want to do that?" She asked, her voice now barely above a whisper. "Because every time one thing is constant, Danica, she dies..., whether it's from running from me. Or whether she falls for me." Demarion stood up abruptly and started pacing the length of the office. "And when she falls for me, she forgets about the war and ending those treacherous people and becomes consumed with finding a way to break the curse."

"Daciana actually works with your father." ©Pop Precious

Meeting your mate is one of the best things ever, and I know she wants that but then, I think nothing is better than Carlson. “This day has been too much,” Daciana sighs, slumping into the chair she has more or less claimed as hers, with a drink in her hand. It doesn’t spill surprisingly. She has a great balance I’ve noticed. “I think I’ll need maybe two or ten more of these.” She raises the glass high in the air and I nod in agreement, a small laugh making it past my lips.

-Jackson- The rain poured down on me, but I barely felt it. I pushed my body harder than ever. My wolf was clawing inside me, growling and pissed off. He would not be quiet these days. He was always grumbling and demanding I did more to get our mate back, to win her over. I wanted to. I wanted nothing more, but Daphne was no ordinary wolf. She was not even a wolf. Daphne was a lycan from a high-status family, and… she was engaged to someone else. It filled me with anger when I learned.