Diluc X Venti Novels & Stories

He is among the strongest people in this arena. “Want to give it a try?” the man on the ground said. “Bring it on.” Mr. Wilson said. “As you wish.” Just as the man was about to direct a dragon towards Mr. Wilson, a calm voice came from the place I was standing. Lucien had taken a step forward and stood in front of me, looking at the old man on the ground with a deathly expression. “Please hold on Mr. Benson, is it?” Lucien's voice was cold, making the temperature all around to drop significantly.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama ELEVEN VENDETTA he eye redden up and it was like it isn't the same person I was having a nice conversation with. "Club?" "When I was in looking for a job at the club. he was the first person I got to know there and we had a nice conversation"I lied. "Whatever"he said and walk away. "When am I going home?"I asks as he walk up the stairs and I quickly follow him because I don't want to be lost here.

Lucius says, pushing back the chair. “Wait. We have to make a toast,” Dwight shouts, as Lucius rolls his eyes. “Do it without us. I have to take my Luna somewhere.” “Just one glass,” he insists as he takes the glass, passing it to Lucius. “Water or juice for you, darling?” Another lady asks. “Juice,” I chuckle softly. “Coming up.” She says and brings the glass of granadilla juice, which is now my favorite. We all raise a toast as Elder Dwight gives a speech about the future of the pack.

she added, smiling at her. Then suddenly, Lilac saw unrecognition in Emily’s eyes. “Oh, my apologies; I neglected to introduce myself.” She chuckled softly. “My name is Lilac, and I am Dillon’s sister,” she stated. Emily was taken aback when she learned that Dillon had a sibling. However, she was aware that their personalities were distinct. Dillon is cold and authoritative; he’s a Beta, after all, whereas Lilac is a happy-go-lucky one. “We’re so relieved that you’ve regained consciousness,” Millie said as she assisted her in sitting up. “I’ll check your vital signs, and then you can eat, all right?”

Leaning toward Silas, I jerked on his arm. “Can you get me another violin?” “Don’t worry, I brought yours.” Silas smiled as he jerked his head to the side and looked behind me. Craning my neck, I saw one of Silas’s warriors walking toward us with the violin Daxton gifted me on my fourteenth birthday. Although Silas didn’t say I could take off the mask, I figured it was the perfect time. After removing the mask, I took the violin from the case, along with the bow.

"Elena… what are you saying? How… how could this be?" Victoria shrieked in horror. "Nonsense! This insane woman is speaking lies!" I ignored them and continued. "Twelve years ago, on that night in the forest, a boy was burned on his chest by Silver Flames protecting me. He bore a crescent-shaped scar." Liam's face went pale; he instinctively pressed his hand to his chest. "That boy was not Jacob," I stepped closer, my voice clear. "He was my mate, Liam. This is a mark etched upon the soul itself. Nothing can erase it."

And when she did open her eyes once more… “Gelong! Is she with someone else right now? How come I sense something is off?” Diana straightened her back as she tightened her grip around her humungous weapon’s handle. Not waiting for herself to adjust, Diana let go of her left hand that held Gelong’s mane as she swung the enormous crescent-shaped weapon. “Take this!” A slash of a sword-like stroke of crimson flame emitted from the swing of her weapon, slashing one of the phantoms that were determined to attack her left side – while her left side was a wall of bright red flame created by Gelong’s breath to shield them from the onslaught of black flame.

Lucian casually laid on the ground his M82 sniper rifle he had reached for in his car only a minute ago. He had gotten his binoculars out after Drago and his men had sped past him in order to get a better view of their interaction but to his upmost annoyance, Drago only took action on entering the building and when he was finally with Andrew, he was still busy exchanging words with him. But words wasn’t what Lucian wants, he wanted the man to pay dearly for raising his hand on Ava and so right after Antonio had met up with him, he reached for his sniper and without a second thought, took the man down.

“Diluc wouldn’t do that. He’s not like you.” Yvette’s laughter was soft and mocking. “Oh, Dearest, you really don’t know him at all, do you? Diluc Neuvillette is a man who always gets what he wants. And if that means arranging a little ‘accident’ to make sure you were in the right position to accept his offer, then so be it,” Yvette drawled, taking a drag from her cigarette.