Diabolik Lovers Subaru Novels & Stories

He apologized sincerely " It's okay. We can go without you. Do give me a call, once you reach home. " Morris tell maturely and Amos nod with a smile. " Leone, best of the best lucks okay." He called and ran to where he packed his car, outside the compound. "Okay, let's got going." Charlotte snapped as she walk to Morris small car which his dad gifted him when he turned twenty. They hop in thanks to the quickness of charlotte as Morris got into the front driver's seat with lawyer Leone.

Habang palabas ng villa si Luna sakay ng kanyang itim na kotse, hindi nya pansin na sa kabilang villa, isang black Lamborghini Aventador ang kasabay niyang lumabas. Nasa loob ng huling sasakayan sina Adrian at si Gabe. Nakatingin si Adrian sa bintana. “Bro, did you see that? That’s the Sound of the Rolls-Royce Sweptail! There’s only one in the world. Damn, I’d sell my soul just to drive that car!”

"Between the first car and the fourth which do you think would win?" My gaze shifted to the said cars, their engines growling like feral animals. The first car a pink BMW M3, owned by Dante's latest fling, Alana and the fourth car, a black Toyota supra, owned by his next fling, Melody. "It doesn't matter," I muttered, my voice low eyes glued to the cars. "Come on, don't be boring," Dante grinned. "Pick one." "Which one do you wish to win?" He hummed, his brows furrowed as he gave it a thought. "It really doesn't matter." He said finally. "But for you it might."

“He’s got his father backing him—you saw the way this is staged.” Darius crouched down and ran fingers along the asphalt. His face lit with the small, ugly satisfaction of a hunter. “They switched to bikes,” he said. “Ducati—Diavel. High-torque. Look at the skid pattern.” He tapped the ground with a gloved finger. “They left fast, two up on each. They moved light and fast—no time for the cars to follow.”

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

The limo had a seal so the driver couldn't see what we were doing, not that it would bother him any ways. "I love you so much baby", Daryl groaned before biting on my neck. I moaned softly as I tangled my hands in his hair and pulled on it. We weren't even at the hotel yet and things were so heated. His hand went to my belly and we both looked. Our movements stopped and our lustful faces broke out into a smile. "Our little munchkin", he said rubbing my belly with so much love. We still didn't know the gender as yet but it dosent matter what gender, we will still love it just as much.

I spoke up, cutting him off immediately and now I wish I never did cause he hits the table with his hands and his eye aflame. “You like him?” I nod and didn’t say a word. “No the person you love is me.” He said in a domineering voice and a twinkle of an eye, he leans over and possesses my lips with his, this must be what they said about a jealous boyfriend. The kiss lasted for seconds maybe minutes because the taste of his lips on mine was so amazing that I couldn’t push him away, even if we were kissing at an open place and eyes may be watching at us. He leans back and a smile flashed through his face, all the anger was gone and replace with a charming smile while I try to catch my breath.

MARISSA The drive to Malibu was a silent war of nerves. Dante insisted on driving me himself in his black obsidian Ferrari, leaving the corporate shuttles and Tristan’s silver Bentley trailing in our wake. Every time I glanced in the rearview mirror, I could see Tristan’s car—constant, looming, and suffocatingly close.

Mason’s car was low and sleek. An Aston Martin DB10, which Lisa only knew because she researched cars for her characters. She didn’t own a car and therefore didn’t drive, but she did like to look at them and this one was really pretty. It was a dark grey with low-profile tires and custom wheels and as she slid into the leather seat, she knew it must have cost a small fortune and was worth every penny. Mason revved the deep-throated engine and Lisa squeezed her legs together as it rumbled through her body. Was it weird that the sound gave her a thrill more akin to those found in the bedroom? Her cheeks heated at the thought and she turned her head to look out of the window to hide her flush f

Alex's words sounded like a threat to Angelina to follow all Alex's orders, just like Angelina had to obey all Maria Hudson's orders. "Oh, so I'm still a slave, just changing masters?" muttered Angelina while laughing at her fate. "No, you are not my slave, you are my lover from now on," Alex said quickly. "Lover?" asked Angelina then laughed tastelessly. "Your jokes amuse me," Angelina continued. Ckiiit! Alex braked his car suddenly. "A joke? What do you think I'd give Maria Hudson three billion for?" Alex shouted as he hit the steering wheel to vent his anger.