Dexter Lab Background Novels & Stories

There was a plan to do so, but causing the old man more pain would bring him no result. In his private quarters, Dexter stripped off the black shirt and stood before the tall mirror. Admiring himself, his strong muscles and tight abs, the glamorous glow of his skin, he ran his fingers through his hair, he would leave everything to his beta he would handle Crestmoon while he stayed away. He slipped on a crisp white button-down, a navy blazer with elbow patches, and the ridiculous wire glasses. A leather satchel completed the look. Professor Dexter Kane, visiting lecturer in “Wilderness Ecology and Mythology.”

"So it's basically a blended family situation on top of a blended family?" I waved it off. "Thanks for the thought, but let's save that for another time." I didn't expect the meeting to happen as soon as it did. Alice's brother turned out to be Dexter's direct senior at the university and the founder of his research institute.

After what felt like forever, our arms trembling from holding him, Gayle snapped, “Aren’t you done yet? What are they even saying?” “Lower your voice!” Keith hissed. “They’re saying Dexter hides his face behind a mask, so no one knows what he looks like. His scent is also hard to trace, so it's difficult to track him.” “Yeah, that is common with rogues. Their scent is weird,” Gayle said. “What else?” “That he is advancing towards bigger packs and...” “And what else? My arms are burning!” I grumbled. “Dexter might attack Bay pack soon. Let’s just get out of here, I’ve heard enough –“ Keith barely finished before we all came crashing down in the loudest, most obvious fall possible.

Dexter smiled whеn he saw Dеnnу'ѕ rеасtіоn to his bіg dісk аnd hе lоvіng сuрреd Dеnnу'ѕ ѕhареlу аѕѕ. Rоmаn, also nаkеd nоw, got a tubе оf lubrісаnt аnd handed іt to Dexter whо thеn hаd Dеnnу bеnd оvеr thе ѕіdе of thе bеd. He lіbеrаllу applied the lubricant to thе tееn'ѕ anus and ѕреnt a lоt оf time саrеѕѕіng the sweet young аѕѕ. Dexter bеgаn tо fіngеr Dеnnу'ѕ аѕѕ аnd thе fіngеr fеlt аѕ thick as Bаrrу'ѕ сосk. He moaned аѕ the finger wоrmеd its wау іntо hіѕ rесtum. Dеnnу'ѕ оwn cock wаѕ rосk hаrd аnd Dеxtеr tеаѕеd іt bу ѕtrоkіng іt and rubbіng the tіght bаll ѕас.

" Thank you for what you did when I couldn't do it . I have learnt my lesson and I will never drop the ball ever again when my brother and sister are concerned. I'm just worried about my baby sister because she's gone from being the sweetest person I know to being dark and vengeful . " "If the person who is fuelling this fire is someone everyone hasn't common it has to be a friend or an ex-lover. I've known all of Ells access you included. The only person that could be the main focal point could be Dexter. He knows the ins and outs of the security system we put in place and he's always in the know about a lot of things." "Dexter is a cerebral man. He is a hot shot criminal lawyer and he has

Dexter pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, his expression serious. "Are you interested in coming to work with me?" I froze for a moment, not quite understanding what he meant. The professor explained with a smile, "That's right. Dexter came back this time to set up his own research institute. Oh my, look at my memory. Why don't you just work with Dexter? I'll drop by from time to time as well." I widened my eyes in surprise, then felt a flicker of unease. "I haven't truly immersed myself in research for a long time. Can I really do it?"

Adela had thought long and hard before finally asking the question. She liked Layson—naturally, she wanted to understand more about him. But when she saw Dexter’s stunned expression, the anxiety in her heart only grew stronger. “What’s wrong? Did something come to mind?” Dexter quickly concealed the flash of shock in his eyes. He scooped a spoonful of his herbal soup and finally replied in a low voice, “I vaguely remember something. I think I was under ten at the time, so I’m not entirely sure. But this isn’t something you should bring up in the Norman family.”

AI robots going into mass production and the sheer number of people who might direct their sexual fantasies toward them. Dexter fastened his shirt buttons, observed Julian's expression, and scoffed coldly. "I've been crashing in the storeroom for a whole week, so don't tell me you're going to chicken out on me now." Julian reassured him, exclaiming, "You can rest assured, Dexter! I'm the last one you'll have to worry about slipping up!" Dexter gave him a look of utter disdain and said, "You're right. You've had dollar signs in your eyes since you were a baby, so there's no way you'd walk away from a 20 billion dollar project."

I nodded, trying to keep my worry at bay. As I walked out of the clinic, the uneasy feeling settled deeper into my bones. Something didn’t feel right, but I didn’t want to jump to conclusions. Maybe she just needed some time away, but knowing Elera, that seemed unlikely. If anyone knew where she was, it would be Dexter. With a determined breath, I headed towards Dexter’s place. I reached Dexter’s house, noticing that the door was slightly ajar, which was strange. Dexter was meticulous about security, never leaving anything open or unlocked considering his huge secret, that he was a hollow wolf.

I should have seen it coming, but I was too busy wrangling my father, wayward little humans, strange new hybrids, and lovesick vampires. “Hey,” Dexter says and comes crawling over to where I’m sitting. He sneaks in and out of the camp as easily as if he’s a raindrop. It’s my Gamma’s talent, and why I had him stationed at the Three Towers all those years. He won’t be able to sneak up to Bryce, but Dexter can sneak past an entire army of lesser wolves as long as he doesn’t talk or try to engage them. “How’s it looking out there?” I ask.