Dillon Quartermaine Romane & Geschichten

Nic looked at me and I hated that I was thinking about the cabin, which meant my face was not as serious as it should have been. I nodded to avoid them staring too long. "You need to tell us everything." "Ok. Fatty is my boss." he held onto the wound on his thigh that was gushing blood and at that rate, He would die from the wound infection than from any bullet I was going to shoot him with. "Does fatty have a real name?" He blinked once, twice and I stepped closer, catching a whiff of something unpleasant from him. "Finn Connolly. But we all call him fatty, everyone calls him fatty."

Carlson moved back to the seat. “Congratulations then, you have passed flirting 103” “Thank you for teaching me Carlson” “Why do you say I smell nice?” “You asked me to say something nice” “You think I smell nice” “Do you smell like wet clothes?” I could see the vulnerability in his eyes. “I’m a star quarterback. We don’t smell nice” he tries to mask his vulnerability but he sucks at that. “Relax” I touch his knees. “I’m not going to tell anyone,your secret is safe with me” he nods then looks away.

But I followed him. I could not stay behind. Outside the gates stood a tall man with a thick skin and deep blue eyes. Alpha Kael. He looked even stronger than the last time I saw him. Alpha power was already smelling on his body and he was breathing like thunder. His eyes found me immediately right there as I got lost in thought. “Annie,” his voice cut across the room. “I have come for my mate and my pups.” The woods went silent for a while. I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me.

His vivid blue-grey eyes were already boring holes in my being when I locked eyes with his hues. He was towering over me, he’s Shaquille O'Neal looking down at my Eva Longoria height. I froze when he reached for my face, unable to step back because the closed door of the bathroom was behind me. “W-what are you doing?” I knew he won’t hurt me, but base on my experiences, looks can be fucking deceiving. He placed his closed palms under my chin, his thumb brushing the side of my mouth. “You got drools, Sweetheart.”

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Third person point of view: “You are not going to call him to your side, Diego.” Luna Claudia snapped at her son, knowing that he was going to call the one man that she did not want him working with. The one person who she saw as a threat to him since he was born. The main reason why she believed that her eldest died.

The weight of her question hung in the air. "I plan to…" Daisy Hunter was interrupted by a vehement knock on her door. Allison shuddered backwards in trepidation. "How could that be by this time of the night?" Daisy asked as she walked over to the door. "Who's at the door…

I was quick to interrupt my father. “—that guy! Why me? I don’t know him! Why not Lilian?” I countered back angrily. “Lilian is your cousin and you are my daughter. This has to be you or no one else. Sapphire, you have to do this. There is no option. We need the company. We have worked so hard for it—“ Mason Ronaldo, my father, continued his speech not taking measures of how his words were like a acid to ears and burn to my heart.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

Why the little shits will pay for not informing us before hand of this, and why the fuck was she coming from the dungeons in the first place? We have finally found our mate and she was gorgeous, her head was down and all I could see was her black hair and a figure that would have any man on his knees begging for her attention. I wanted her to look up so I cleared my throat to try and get her attention, but she only looked to her left and not at us. I felt Owen come and stand next to me, "Finally the two of you joined us, was starting to think you enjoyed staying down there" he spoke to our brothers but his eyes was on her the whole time, the stoic expression back in place. Raven chuckled and