Dina Fritz Novels & Stories

But before I can say anything to her, Dina’s there. “Good morning!” Dina greets her as she takes a seat down the counter from me. Dina’s wide smile and cheery disposition are no match for the joy that her breakfast frittata brings to anyone nearby. She plops a fat plate in front of my new breakfast companion, who wastes no time pitchforking her mouth full of food. “Slow down!” Dina chides playfully. “Your mother will have it in for me if you choke.” “Oh fuff upp” the girl replies, smiling, mouth gorging with food.

Their sweetness was pretty obvious, something romantic was going on between them. “They look good together, aren’t they?” I turned my head to the side and noticed Samuel smiling at me. Am I that obvious in observing the two love birds for Samuel to have noticed me? ‘Hmmm, yeah,” I agreed. “I wonder who that girl was. She seemed very close to Fritz.” “That’s Jenna Sanchez, a gamma warrior, and Fritz’s mate.” “Wait, what?” I queried with my brows meeting at the center. “Fritz already found her mate? How come he didn’t tell me?”

“Their majesties, Emperor Clyde Westernia, Empress Rosita Westernia… their highnesses, first prince, Prince Noah Westernia, second prince, Prince Benjamin Westernia… together with the Grand Duke Dave Whistleton, Duchess Morticia Chase Whistleton, their son, young lord Damian Whistleton and daughter, lady Clementine Whistleton,” the announcer shouted to get everyone’s attention. When the door in front of us opened, we went down through the stairs. Everyone’s clapping and whispering as we enter the banquet hall.

The mist shifted, colder and heavier, and every sound seemed to drain out of the world. And suddenly, everything around seemed to still. Everything around seemed to lose. Whatever it held on to, whatever life or hope that it wanted to carry, it just stilled completely. And she was there. Tatiana. The one woman who had not spoken to me. The one woman who's been avoiding me because she knew that I was her daughter, but not only that, I was the flaw that she wanted to ignore. Maybe Delilah was someone that she wanted to hold on to. She wanted to embrace the power that Giovanni struck in her. But I was that flaw that she wanted to ignore. The flaw that reminded her of what true love was, what hu

“I make poor William come here every time I'm in town. It was a last minute visit today, and he still found a way to get us a table.” My teeth ground together. Mr. Darcy took my table. It had been my reservation that he stole. Yet one more reason to hate the bastard. “Where are you visiting from?” Jane asked as Fritz held out a chair for her. Mr. Darcy did the same for me and I did my best to ignore him. “I manage William's West Coast division,” Fritz replied. “I think I've been in the company almost as long as he has.” “If we're interrupting a business meeting, we can go,” I offered, already rising to my feet. “It's really not a problem.”

He was the quiet type that barely talked but was excellent with musical instruments with talents rivaling Jack's, he always had his hair tied up in a bun but now that he was dancing his hair had been loosened flaring all over and giving him a feminine look. An annoyed Jack decided that he'd be the last man standing while Daren who had long seen Jack as a nuisance was determined to beat him today. Jerry was just having fun. Dina in her mind was really happy, she had missed parties~ parties were her one-time favorites and dancing was among her favorite hobbies even before singing, She had learned all kinds of dances as a fast learner and as a really flexible person with supernatural attributes

Dina and Chris were set to go for their dinner at Mrs. Wright’s house, after they bid the other children in the orphanage goodbye they left. Dina was wearing an orange gown that was up to her knee, with a silver necklace that had a butterfly at the center and a pair of a silver slip-on. She let her hair fall to the sides of her face and attached little black hairpins to hold it down, and on her lips, she applied pink lip-gloss to make it moist and beautiful. While Chris was wearing a shirt and a pair of brown trousers.

"Not until you understand that the man who rejected you seven years ago doesn't exist anymore. And not until you give me the chance to prove it." As Raven turned to walk away, her phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. A video file, timestamp showing it was taken that morning. When she opened it with trembling hands, she watched footage of herself in her apartment—sleeping, unaware, completely vulnerable. Multiple camera angles. Professional equipment. The video's final frame showed a message in white text: "Come to the Cascade Mountains. Come alone. Or I'll burn every connection you've ever made. —D"

“Why, Natalie? I thought you’re my friend?” “No,” she shook her head, “don’t play the friendship card on me. I’m your manager too, and this is the best place in town.” “It’s not,” I knew it was. Mávros enterprises flourished over the years. Not that I was keeping tracks on Devin, it’s just that I see him on every magazine, every newspaper, every business column all the fucking time. Natalie huffed, placing both her hands on her hips. “It is, now go on change and we’re going clubbing.”

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.