Dillon Quartermaine Novels & Stories

I'm beginning to think you are mute Mr British Liam Scott. I walk towards Liam and when I get to him, I stretch my hand down to him for a handshake " Hi, I'm callum Dove, the president of the student body council of the school and I'm at your service. " I say and beam. He grabs my hands for the handshake and instantly I flush, his hand is warm and I just felt the sparks. I have always wanted the kind of sparks mum had when she met Lori, that's why I haven't bothered with dating.

Not in front of everyone. Jack stepped forward and stood opposite Liam. “Using the stability training from earlier,” Jack announced, “your goal is to force your opponent to the ground. Watch closely.” They locked hands. The whistle blew. Jack was bigger, more muscular, planted like a tree. Yet in a blur of motion and raw power, Liam twisted, shifted his weight, and slammed Jack into the dirt. A collective murmur rippled through the crowd. Jack rose, brushing dust from his trousers with a nod of respect. “Your turn.”

His eyes became slightly red, and he appeared to be in a bad mood. Dillon had always been perceived as cold and ruthless by the general public. Despite everyone’s objections, he left his family to pursue the supreme realm of kendo arts. Many people had chastised him for being heartless when he didn’t return home for over a decade. On the contrary, Dillon didn’t have a heart of stone. He was just a man who was trying to achieve his own goals. Undoubtedly, Eldrian was the one who had helped Dillon the most, so it was natural for him to have built a deep relationship with the former. The elderly Demigod’s death had broken his heart, that was for sure.

Donny chuckled. He has thick long brown hair that he ties back in a low ponytail, kind chocolate colored eyes, and thick lips. He was the security guard slash bouncer and would tackle and subdue the guys who would cause problems. He was also really funny and would make food for us sometimes. I don’t eat when I’m on the clock and the girls don’t either. I thought it was very thoughtful of him. It was hard to believe he wasn’t a werewolf because of his build. Despite being so big, he was a gentle giant and was the nicest person I’ve met since Gabe and I arrived.

Her pussy was wide open, pink and pulsing from what Jax and Leo had already done to her. "Move aside, Leo," Miller growled. Miller was the team's linebacker. He was huge, with shoulders that blocked out the light. He stepped into the center of the circle, his cock already out and throbbing. It was thick and heavy. "You've had your fun. Now let's see how she handles a real heavyweight." Miller didn't waste any time. He grabbed Quill’s hair, pulling her head up so she had to look at him. "You ready for this, Quill? You think you can take all of me?"

he asks, biting a piece of an energy bar. ‘Pretty boy’ is what he calls Xavier. “Work. Duh.” I say with a laugh. None of my friends know what Xavier or I do for a living, and I plan on keeping it that way. I just know that someday, I’m going to have to tell them. “Alright, we need to get to class. Love you, babe,” Charlotte says, kissing him. “Hey! “A loud voice calls out. Dillan Ross himself. He’s the quarterback; he’s built, tall, muscular, and handsome. He’s what all the girls want. All the girls except me. That doesn’t stop him from flirting, though.

It was as if he were trying to convince himself as much as me. But as we continued our conversation, a subtle tension remained. Earnest would occasionally interject, his comments thoughtful and supportive, but there were moments when his gaze would drift, not towards the door this time, but towards the interactions between Liam and Chloe, then back to me. It was as if he were cataloging our reactions, assessing the shared history, trying to piece together the narrative of Victoria's impact on our lives. He was doing his best to be present, to reassure me, but I could sense him grappling with the implications, trying to reconcile the charming facade with the dark reputation.

Danika Williams It was a tiring day, I was on the ramp all day, with those hot lights blasting on my face and high heels which I think were invented to murder feet. I just wanted to go home, shower and have sex with Henry. Henry wasn’t my friend or my boyfriend. He was a guy I have sex with sometimes when I am not dating anyone. He is totally gorgeous but unfortunately he is a dolt. You can’t have a normal conversation with him, his IQ is that low. But its good sex, also he just leaves after we are done so I don’t have to worry about getting rid of him like some other guys.

We focused on the game again as soon as the ball landed comfortably in Gage’s hands. Everyone was on the move. This was when the crowd got silent because the Daciana Fab Three were on the move. In the dying seconds of the game, when momentum was on the line, Gage tucked the ball under his arm and pumped his toned legs to their breaking point. As Gage made the dashing run, Storm was in the middle, taking defenders and clearing the path for his quarterback, but there was only so far he could go. Gage relentlessly held onto the ball, sidestepping other players, keeping his captain in view. Maverick was rapid, but I knew he was holding back. He was waiting for the right moment.

He looked to be around my brother’s age—tall, with sharp hazel eyes. “You’re human?” he asked, surprised after sniffing the air. “How is she your daughter?” he questioned my father. “Her mother was human,” my father answered calmly, as if he had already accepted our fate. “I see.” The man nodded. “Nice to meet you, Serena. I’m Lieutenant Daniel.” I frowned, confused by his politeness. Why was he treating me differently? “Untie them,” I requested. “I will—if you agree to come with me to my kingdom.”