Della Duck Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her body gradually calmed down, but she was still dissatisfied and decided to go on another round when a clap interrupted her. "I love the show," Della said, walking towards the bed. "When did you come here?" Joan inquired as soon as her breathing became steady and her body relaxed. "When you started pressing your pussy on the pillow, it was sexy to look." Della smiled as she sat on the bed near the pillow from which her friend had emerged. She picked up the pillow with the wet spot and placed it on her nose, inhaling her friend's juice. "Why are you going after the pieces when you can have the entire source?" Joan smirked and removed the bra cup, allowing her large boobs to jiggle freely, b

My tongue feels thick, words slurring. He grips my chin hard, fingers digging into my jaw, forces my face up. “Who sent you to my room?” “No one. Please… Marcus cheated…with my friend. On my graduation day of all days.” A dark, mocking laugh rumbles from his chest. “Poor little Muslim girl got her heart broken and decided to stumble into Valentino Delucca’s suite for comfort?” The name hits like ice water. Valentino Delucca. The most dangerous man on the East Coast, head of the Black Serpent's and my sister's fiancee.

Shrugging, she replied, “Yeah, well, her name is Quinne and she’s currently studying at Evergreen Academy.” She momentarily paused as a wave of sadness flashed in her face. No, it’s more than that. There’s even a hint of envy when she smiled. “Quinne’s very kind and all that. But, she’s human, Della. There’s no way she can feel that same bond a fated mate have.” Fisting her hand on her clothes, she looked at me with pain and worry. “And...Della… she has a human boyfriend! She doesn't want Jackson like I do!”

" He stood up and stepped away from the desk. "I get my wilder needs fulfilled without the risks." Della sauntered over to the sickroom and trailed her hand over the bedrail of one of the beds. "The bad boys here can only give me what I want, and take nothing away." "But I'm different." He replied, following her into the small room. "I can take everything away." "I don't think you'd want to." She turned to face him and began unbuttoning her blouse. "But I still want to know the bad things you did to get in here."

She was annoyed at all the people she could meet in this place. Why him? Kennedy swears to herself that she will avoid this man at all costs. But every time, Duncan still finds a way to cross their path. He seemed no different from before. Duncan DelaMerce was still the same man Kennedy used to love. He was a man who had never shown a smile before. Why is he smiling at her now? "Please Duncan!" Kennedy almost shouts at the top of her lungs. She stares around and looks for a way to escape. She didn't want to see or have a conversation with this man. He slowly released her. She took a step back.

DARLA I was shocked, but still shoved it aside assuming there are other mates in this pack, right? The other continued "I heard his name was Ken or something" NOW ON THE ROGUE'S ALPHA QUEEN DARLA I was shocked beyond words, I couldnt believe my eyes, I was utterly dumbfounded. My heart began beating faster than normal and I also didn't know what to do now. My stomach churned but in the bad way. I wanted to break down right there and cried, I didn't even notice when a glass plate near me fell down and broke into pieces. This didn't move me at all but instead moved the girls near me.

She would not succumb to dishonour. While drinking from her cup, Beth stole a glance at the Duke who seemed to be enjoying his meal and wondered why he wanted her to be his friend so much that he had deceived her to his home by a note through her Aunt. Was he not friends with the King? What other friends could he ask for?

Being good-looking was a bonus as well. With pure blonde hair, average height, shiny big eyes, plump lips, and eye-drawing curves that filled her black lengthy dress. But an Omega. Scarlett De Luca. "Mate," my wolf spoke as my eyes lingered on her. It had only occurred to me that she stared at me for the same reason, utter skepticism. There was no way that I would be fated to an Omega. My wolf repeated the same thing, and the sudden attraction to be near her only made things worse.

Dante turned back to the staff. "Well let's get back to work everyone" he said and walked away. The rest of the staff walked away and only Camilla was left with the madame. "So, what kind of work can you do?" she asked looking at Camilla with contempt. Camilla wondered what she had done to deserve such a treatment from the madame. But she tilted her shin up nevertheless. She was a DeLuca and she would never give up. She had faced problems bigger than a disgruntled madame.

"We ended up back at her place. Most incredible night of my life." "And let me guess," Rick said, his voice suddenly dry. "You never heard from her again." Dante looked up sharply. "How'd you know?" "Lucky guess," Rick muttered, taking another sip of bourbon. "That's her M.O.," Nathan explained. "The Duchess doesn't do relationships. One night, then goodbye. She's famous for it." "I thought I was different," Dante admitted, looking embarrassed. "We had this... connection, you know? When she looked at me, I felt like I was the only man in the world."