Deep Space 9 Duet Novels & Stories

I would miss them. The melody of a random song played softly and I focused my attention on the blurs of the landscape, detached and absorbed in the drops that formed various undefined outlines. I once read in a magazine that human beings have a network of neurons specialized in recognizing glances, substantially a detector of which sets off a brain alarm the instant you realize you are being watched. At that minute, my "radar" was activated, so I changed the direction of my vision and saw that John was staring at me, quickly focusing back on the wet runway.

It took me a minute to finally recognise the face. Dante Hamilton. He was Damien's twin, but unlike him, Dante possessed an arctic coldness that made the air around him feel twenty degrees colder. And the moment I locked eyes with him, my wolf didn't hesitate this time; she tore through. "MATE! MATE! MATE!" echoed in my head. My eyes went wild. My knees felt like jelly as a chill descended in my heart. I tried to shake it off but the mate bond slammed into my consciousness with crystal clarity. It was unmistakable.

“Some mating bonds wait for over twenty years! The Moon Goddess knows the perfect time for mates to meet and now is our time,” I nodded and bit my lip. “And I’m both of your mates? How does that work,” “Good question, Doll,” Kallen stood and sat down next to me, his inviting scent easing my troubled mind. “This kind of mating bond is almost nonexistent,” “Though we’ll figure it out,” Everett rushed out and moved to sit next to me as well, both brothers on each side of me; the scents of cedar and rain, vanilla and teakwood dancing their way into my nose and instantly calming every confusing thought I was having.

Calmly. Methodically. She began to clean. Every stain. Every trace. Every sign. Gone. As she worked, she placed her headphones over her ears. Music filled her mind. And then— She started to dance. Softly at first. Then freely. A slow smile spread across her lips. Not grief. Not pain. But satisfaction. Her husband was gone. Amaka was gone. And now— Nothing stood between her and Kingsley. Absolutely nothing.

ALEXANDER Jasmine slips her hand into mine as we walked to the stairs. “Have you met Dante Alacatara?.” Who the fuck is Dante Alacatara? “No... Why do you ask?.” i questioned, while confusion is visibly showing on my face. “Alexander, stop acting like an old school. Don't tell me you haven't met Dante Alacatara of 'fall for fire' season two.” GREAT! i'm now having movie discussions when they're a million and one things to talk about. So, fucking, great!.

The girl looks back and she saw her duplicate Ariana Ferrer. Anika tightly closes her eyes and prays that what's she saw was a dream. A dream she wanted to forget. From afar, Ergo set a wide smirk on his face. "Welcome to the future, Anika!" He murmured after disappearing in thin air. ~~~~~~~~~~~The End~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"And how exactly are you going to do that?" Kaelen lifted his gray-white tail and brushed it across my waist. My whole body shivered at the touch. "Have you ever heard of dual cultivation?" That night, the candles in my room stayed lit until morning. I started off enjoying myself, but by the end, I passed out completely. When I woke up the next day, I could feel it—my strength had grown. Kaelen explained it was thanks to dual cultivation. Both partners would become stronger together. But still, that wasn't a good enough reason for him to keep me up day and night like this!

Walang iba kasi ang maaring pumasok dito, kundi ako… At ang magiging asawa nga ni Master Dryzen. Lumapit ako sa isang dingding at ng binuksan ko yun, naroroon na nga ang dokumento. Isang kulay pulang hardbound folder na naroroon sa harapan nito ang gintong napakalaking seal ng Storm Corporation. Ngayon seryoso ng titignan ni Miss Dahlia ang Nakapaloob dito. Bago yun kailangan na muna niyang pirmahan ang isa pang dokumento na maari niyang malaman ang tungkol sa special na trabahong ito.

She asked as she looked at him, slightly puzzled. “Yes and no,” he said as he ran his fingers through her hair and spread it out on the pillow behind her. “We are still human, just different from most humans. However, we are the same as well. I know it is hard to distinguish the hows and whys of that statement, but I know you know that already. Our kind is rare. Very rare. I have done a lot of research on the fact they mostly end up with total humans, and as far as I found, you and I may be the first pair of star dust children who ended up together. We will be on our own timetable. Our human side has its higher needs that have to be met, but so does our star dust side. I did notice that star

“I showed you mine. Maybe you’ll feel more comfortable if you show me yours. Then we’ll be equal.” “I’m not aiming to be equal with a man who just referred to me as sugar tits, thanks anyway.” No matter how perfectly muscular his ass—and the rest of him—is. “I’ll see you later, Dick.” I pause, my back turned to him, and take a deep breath. This caveman is not getting under my skin. “And enough with the bongos already.” “You want me to get rid of the bongos?” he asks. “All right. If you insist.”