Dexter X Doakes Novels & Stories

kaelynn told her husband. Paxon smiled widely "Junior Reynolds" "We should name him Dexter" his wife suggested "Dexter Reynolds" Paxon repeated and kissed his wife passionately.

Paul shook the papers in his hand angrily whilst Dexter looked calm and very collected. “Please, let’s keep it down. I’m not a fan of theatrics and noise. And I’m the one asking the questions, got that?” He now had a grim look on his face, looking the least bit concerned about Paul’s anger. “But, before we get to that part, I’ll oblige you by answering a few of your questions.” He pointed to the papers he had in hand. “That or should I say those are the records of all the dodgy things that you have done for money. What the fuck is this supposed to be?” Dexter smiled darkly. “This could be your redemption or the death of you. It’s all up to you. As for you who I am, allow me to reintroduce my

I know my mother said not to worry, but I can’t help but worry when it comes to them. Scanning for my name in the fixtures, I eventually find it and grit my teeth…only for my heart to completely drop to my knees when I see who I’m up against in three weeks’ time. “Guess you do have a death wish, sweet cherry,” one of the guys from the locker room taunts and I can do nothing but stare at the fixtures in front of me. Cherie Argento v Creed Volkov. **BEFORE YOU READ FURTHER, PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU'VE READ VIKTOR: A BRATVA WOLVES NOVELLA**

she pointed in Tanner and Luke's direction. The Doctor glanced at them and then looked back at her. He released an exasperated sigh and tilted his glasses up. "Although the car accident was rather severe, we were able to stabilize him. Aside from the minor sprains and soft tissue injury, everything is in place" "So he's alright then?" "We did run a few x-ray examinations and the test wasn't a 99.9 percent success. I advise you keep a close eye on him and if anything pops up, he should see a doctor immediately"

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

She gestured toward the door, her tone cold. Dexter shook his head slowly, a mocking smile spreading across his face. “Oh, foolish, foolish Autumn,” he drawled. “Sometimes I wonder how someone with Helena’s face can make such moronic choices. Just because I’m holding back some details doesn’t mean I have nothing valuable to offer.”

“It’s not like he doesn’t deserve it. For fuck’s sake he does but what of his mate. Apart from the pain of losing a mate, she will also feel his pains while Dexter kills him. Don’t you think that will be too much for her to handle.” Maxwell nodded. “We’ll just sedate her. She won’t feel any pain that way. And besides I’m sure Reid will block her from feeling his pains and if he doesn’t, we sedate her. He really needs to die by Dexter’s hands.” Dexter is a wolf but also half vampire who have lived for thousands of years in a cave just outside the intelligence pack. He is known to kill his prey without mercy and everyone trembled at the mention of his name. Even alphas.

But before I could ask any questions, Derek continued. "Dexter and I were roommates in college," he explained. "He's now a successful psychiatrist, and I've been wanting to bring you to meet him for ages." I shook Dexter's hand, trying to play along despite my growing confusion. "Nice to meet you," I said, trying to sound polite. Dexter smiled warmly and nodded. "The pleasure is all mine," he said. "Please, follow me." He led us to his office, a spacious room with a large desk and a comfortable-looking couch. The walls were lined with books and certificates, and a large window let in a flood of natural light.

“Why are you doing all this for me? I don’t even know you.” Dex stops walking. The hallway falls silent. His gaze meets mine—deep, unreadable, but full of something I can’t name. “Yes, you do,” he says softly. “I don’t,” I insist. “I don’t know who you are, where I am, or what any of this means.” He takes a breath, as if steadying himself. “My name is Dex Wright,” he begins slowly. “I’m the leader of the Silver Crescent Pack, a pack of shapeshifters. Wolves.”

Draco excuses himself as he steps out and follows his brother to the backyard. Dexter was smoking. He wasn't a smoker but it seemed like he had started smoking recently. "The stars are bright," Draco said as Dexter made no motion to indicate he was surprised by his sudden presence. He just hummed in response. "How does it feel?" Dexter asked. "Dexter-" "It must be nice to have the woman you love in your arms. But I didn't know you'd go as far for her to adopt someone else's kid as your own," Dexter said. His voice is almost emotionless.