Novel & Cerita Dexter Book Series

Dexter's voice greets calmly as he walked close enough for me to see his face clearly but the person with him still refused to move. "I guess it's time for you to finally decide my fate." I stutter a reply nervously, watching as the shadow behind him slowly walks closer to where I sat. "I won't be doing that, he will." Dexter replied with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. "It's nice to meet you lady. I'm Damion, the Alpha of the pack you trespassed." He introduces, eventually moving close enough to me and the minute both our eyes met, my heart stopped. "MATE!" We both whisper quietly with wide eyes.

He shuddered at the thought of the vampires, he had refused to believe that vampires still existed until he had seen Dracaryx and the others. The door to the room opened and Dracaryx walked in. Dante immediately went on his knees. Dracaryx walked up to him and patted his head. "Good boy." he praised him. "Thank you master" he answered. "Stand up" Dracaryx ordered him.

Dexter leaned on the wall and folded his arms as he watched them, he was about to get lost in thought when one of his men interrupted him. “Sir.” He called and Dexter turned to him. “There is someone here to see you.” He said with a bow. “Who?” “Who else would want to see you?” He heard a familiar voice and he saw Xavier walking towards him. Dexter kissed his teeth and muttered curse words as he got closer. He got to him and Dexter waved his hand at his man, he bowed before walking away. “How the hell did you find this place?” Dexter asked. “That is a really dumb question coming from you. I rule this city, I know everything and you know that.” He replied and Dexter rolled his eyes.

"Nope." "But how did you know that boy was Rex?" My face heats up, and I look away to calm myself. If Ares knew that, I know that when Rex and I get intimate, I see a mole on his buttocks, and he will hide from me. I knew Rex was the boy because of the mole. When he saved me, he and I spent time together. While changing out of his suit, I went to look for him and sneaked into the changing room, where I spotted him putting on his swimming trunks and accidentally saw his mole.

Dexter was meticulous about security, never leaving anything open or unlocked considering his huge secret, that he was a hollow wolf. I eased in and looked around to be sure no one was coming inside the house behind me. “Dexter?” I called out, my voice trembling slightly. There was no answer. Then I saw it, my hand flying to my mouth to stifle the scream. Dexter’s body was in the middle of his living room, dismembered, his body parts scattered around as if he had been ripped apart. The metallic scent was now unmistakable, it was blood. The walls were splattered with it, and on the far wall, written in what looked like blood, were the words that made my blood run cold.

When she combed through the book without finding a suitable replacement, she went back to the bookmarked page. “This is the only one that will work,” Maggie was almost shouting to be heard over the incessant howling and pounding. Dennis stood in the doorway of the bedroom. The chaos was overpowering. He leaned against the door frame trying to collect his wits. He felt groggy, as if he’d been drinking all night. Tara rushed to help him to a chair. “He’s feverish” she shouted as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her brother’s brow.

He smiled, wheeling close to me. “What could I be planning?” he asked, taking the fried bacon. “A lot of evil things. Knowing you, you won’t let it go easily,” I said, and he gave me a long look. Dexter seems to me the type that would take revenge if anyone messes up with someone he cares about. They didn’t only mess with me, but him and he is calm about it? I know he is planning a lot of evil in his head.

“The book is right over there, on the third shelf, with a blue spine. Help yourself while I grab my notes from the office. Make yourself comfortable. I’ll only be a minute.” I nodded, already drifting toward the shelves like a moth to flame. My fingers trailed over them, pulling out the book he’d mentioned. It was heavy. I sank onto the couch, flipping it open, the leather cool against my thighs. I lost myself for a moment in the book. True to his word, Dexter returned quickly, carrying a slim folder. He set it on the coffee table and dropped onto the couch beside me not too close, but close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from him.

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I stated through the walkie, noting the four zombie like ex humans that were half hidden in the ally we drove passed. “How many?” Wheeler questioned. “Four that I saw, was only a glimpse though.” I stated. “Okay keep pace just keep a look out, we'll slow if we need to.” He stated as I continued to scan. “I've got two.” Porter stated. “Clear here.” “Clear.” I echoed Wheeler not seeing any more. “Is it me or has something changed?” Porter questioned. “What does he mean?” I asked my eyes still focused out the window. “He means that this feels different. The dead don't group they wonder, mostly alone, especially this far from a major city.” Bubble answered my question as Jake responded through t