Dexter Novels & Stories

" 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

"I saw you on the shore when I woke up this morning and attended to you. There is fruit in the house, do you want some?” I followed her confused, trying to connect one information with the other, but this woman spoke very fast. “Do you let any stranger into your house? You have even asked my name.” “Your name is Alexander Hardy; you live in New York and you’re a vigilant.” "I'm a security agent, girl,” I said annoyed, "And how do you know all that about me?" "It was in your wallet." She opened the door and let me pass. “Do you have gas on the stove?” I asked confused.

Lana Lucifer doesn’t say a word as we make our way back to my cabin, which gives me the chance to really take a good look at him. It has been weeks since I saw him, and my eyes are soaking in every inch of his masculine frame. His silky, dark hair is curled back in a trendy style, with the front being longer than the back, his dark eyes are shadowed by his long lashes, and his pouty lips are as luscious as I remember. If I had to categorize Lucifer, I’d say he’s a pretty boy with his Roman nose, high cheekbones and youthful features. Though his face may look young, his body is all man. At a couple of inches over six feet, he’s quite the specimen with his swimmer’s build and powerful aura. Hi

‘As I was saying before Mr Whatever interrupted me,’ the teacher continued monotonously, ‘Ductility and malleability are . Anubhav dropped his bag on the ground and pulled out a brand new notebook. He was quite afraid to look ahead assuming that everyone would be staring at him, so instead he chose to look towards his left. The tall Spanish girl’s shiny silver watch was the first thing to catch his attention. The watch seemed expensive, it had a small face and she was wearing it on her non-writing right hand. She seemed to be a slow writer but the words looked beautiful from there. Artistic. Her face wasn’t visible, it was hidden behind strands of her straight hair which looked like threads

“Bring me to my post, to my place, I will radio, the police, there illegal hunter inside” Dexter, cannot move fast in the forest without the help from Shayne. Once he holds the hands of Shayne, he can also walk in the air, on the top of the tress and vegetation, as if he is flying. “Calling headquarter, there is illegal hunter inside the forest” he called his headquarter He called several times, before some one answered him, from the end of the line. “Acknowledge, how many are they? What they are doing?” “They are shooting animals I don’t know how many are they”

Rose scoffs, a smile playing on her lips, as she responds, "No, we ran out of tissues, so I—" After a brief pause, she introduced herself, saying, "I'm Rose." He extends his hand for a handshake and replies, "Dexter." As he mentions that he needs to go, Rose nods in acknowledgment, watching him leave the boys' restroom. In that fleeting encounter, Rose experiences a glimmer of connection and kindness, a refreshing departure from the cruelty she has endured. Dexter's brief presence leaves her with a sense of intrigue and curiosity, planting a seed of hope that there might still be individuals who see beyond appearances and treat

Dexter stepped out from the shadows, lowering his gun. “He talks too much. I'm Dexter, your botler,”he giggled. He was tall, tatted and good looking. A corn row on his head. He looked more like a play boy than a mafia. He walked close to me, extending his hand and i grabbed it, trying hard to hide my fear, my grip firm. “Welcome to the real mafia life, boss. This is just the…begining.” a cruel smile on his lips.

He grinned at her in a way she could only describe as predatory. "Who are you?" Liv tried to stand, but was still unable to make it to her feet. Her head swam from the blow to her head. "Come now, beauty. Let me help you." The strange man lifted her by the armpits and walked her to a fur covered chair near a table. "I am Killian O'Mara of the Blackfoot Pack," he said with the slightest Irish lilt to his voice. He gave her a courtly little bow before sitting in the chair across the table from her.

Dexter walked toward with a large toy in his hand. "Drone?" I asked "This s*** has a camera. We don't need to go into the woods. Anything could be out there," He gestured at the woods with his head. "We are not scared of anything," Asher spoke, thinning his lips. "Asher, Dex," They turned to me. It wasn't the first time we were using them, "Dexter will operate it and Alex... your eyes shouldn't be anywhere but on the screen." I motioned at one more warrior to join them.

My baby whimpered, and Dante shook his head at her “I am not here to hurt you, Aurora, if anything, I came here to help you out with a cause that we are all sharing” Alessandro walked inside the room, followed by Angelina, Elena, and Maria. Elena smiled at me, and ran to my side, sitting on the edge of the bed and despite how nervous I was, I smiled at her, nodding as she ran her finger over his hand, before I glared back at the woman “Eva D’Angelo is Nicolas’s mate, and the keeper of the Guardian’s Eye, in other words, the Compass of Secret’s best friend”