Dilf Novels & Stories

I heard that the bridge in their avenue has collapsed due to the heavy rain. Silence Santos broke it..”So, wetin wan do like this?“ [what are we going to do now?] ”Let's go to my place then,“ said Dafe before turning his head to look at her. ”We'll find an alternative route for you when the rain stops.“ **** ”I'm sorry,“ She said out of the blues. Dafe looked st her from where he sat. Riri sighed and placed the hot mug of coffee on the table in front of her. ”I came back, you know. After the fight. But Santos told me you'd travel.“

******* Dolion's paws pounded against the earth as he traversed the edge of the Lycan world, his senses on high alert as he searched for his mother. Hours passed, and the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the landscape. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he caught her scent. Following the fragrance, he found her lying unconscious in a small clearing. With a mixture of relief and concern, Dolion gently lifted his mother into his arms and began the journey back to his kingdom, Lymphoma. The landscape shifted from dense forests to rolling hills, and eventually, the kingdom came into view. Lymphoma was a sprawling metropolis, with towering spires and grand architecture that se

she said with a sigh, taking a sip from her straw. Lilly had the face of an angel adorned with tattoos. There was one just above her eyebrow and several scattered along her arms. She had honey blonde hair, dark brown eyes, a mole above her lip, a septum piercing, and multiple piercings in her earlobe. Leah had shoulder-length red hair and caramel-brown skin that matched her eyes. Zeek had dark brown hair and eyebrows, with a small patch of white on his hand that he had turned into an art piece. I noticed he had vitiligo, which fascinated me.

Would he even believe me if I said Chloe stole my man? How do I even explain that? A grown, twenty-eight-year-old man? But silence isn't working. Enough, Ceicly. Get up. Defend yourself. You're twenty-two years old. I gather my ruined dress and rise to my feet, meeting his fiery eyes. "This isn't my fault, Dad. Chloe st_." Another resounding slap lands on my jaw, attracting hot tears. "You male- centered imbecile!" Elenas spits. "Don't you dare speak my Chloe's name. How dare you?"

Another F will mean too many bad things for her. "Please, professor. I know. I know I may have messed up, but I want a do over. This is really important to me, professor. If I have another F, I'll really be in trouble. I don't mind doing anything else, helping you organize, picking up after you, anything. Please" Professor Dorian smiled. Fucking smiled. "You see, Miss Collins, I've sat here and heard you say 'Anything' at least thrice. I understand that you're in a difficult position, and you could just be saying all that to butter me up"

His dark hair was perfectly kept, his face sharp, too clean for anyone who’d ever set foot in the Ruins. He didn’t look afraid. Just curious. “You’re from outside,” he said, tilting his head. “I can smell it.” Abigail instinctively shifted, blocking Samuel with her arm. “Move along.” The young man smirked. “You don’t get it. I work here. With Makan. Which means I know exactly who you’re here for.” Abigail’s jaw tightened. “…And you are?” “Eli,” he said easily. “Junior liaison for the Cultural Integration Program. Or, in your language, the guy who makes sure the Ruins stars don’t break when we polish them.”

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The dial tone sounded only twice before a deep, gruff voice echoed through the phone, “George Stannis. Security and Protection.” “Uh, h-hi. I-I was given your card by m-my boss,” she gulped, voice barely slipping out in a whisper. “And his name is?” “O-oh, sorry. Simon. S-Simon de Angelo.” George let out an irritated sigh. “So, you work at SubTerra and you’re calling me? Shit’s gone bad for you, huh?” Zoe’s cheeks flushed, “You could say that.” “Well, what can I do for you?”

“My worker mentioned that you are a friend of Layla, an elf, is that correct?” “Yes, I am.” “... Let me ask you, why did you mention her?” “No reason really. Just that she said you offer cheaper prices.” Matthew was being very bold, which shocked the dwarf a bit. But he actually liked people being honest. “Hmph, classic Layla. Always taking every chance she gets.” The dwarf laughed. “My name is Salj, I assume Layla already told you.” “Yeah.” “I owed her a great debt. It is the only reason I ever gave her a discount on my goods.” Salj drank his coffee.

“I like you, your grace, but...” “But not the same way you love him,” Nylian scoffed. “I know,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “He always takes everything from me.” “He's not bad.” Jimmy mumbled. “Sure,” Nylian nodded. He got up and opened the door, “Make sure to finish your breakfast.” he said before leaving. The Duke left the mansion and headed to the village. He wanted to go to the library to buy a book about the Dark Creatures. He was planning to give it to Jimmy so that he understands how much danger they are and why he can never beat them.