Dinah Joyner Novels & Stories

Jasper again, makes a reach for me, but I dodge him. He sighs. "Please, Lexia, it's in your best interest..." His words carry away, as I find myself stumbling across the dance floor, hardly controlling my own feet anymore. I can't leave here until I have completed the mission, which means I need to find Noah. Emerging from the crowd, my eyes land on Noah, the man I came here for, and I realise the opportunity to approach him is perfect. No one near him, he just stares out that the wide window at the end of the room, observing the night.

"I'm glad to see that you're all healed up." "Thank you," Rayne spoke in a tone that concealed her nervousness and I liked that. I did not want her to be intimidated by anyone. I wanted my lady to be strong. We sat down and a little while later, the door of the meeting room opened after we heard a slight knock. A lady in her early thirties walked inside. She had long dark brown hair, bronze skin, and hazel eyes. 'A Middle Eastern beauty,' I read Rayne's thoughts. I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers.

All eyes were focused on me and I started to feel a bit self-conscious but I ignored the feeling. "Thank you, everyone," I verbalized in appreciation as I climbed the stage, trying to look and sound as if this was just something normal for me. "Okay. I am Giordana Quinton, who happens to be Ella's best friend. In fact, Ella is more than just a best friend to me. She's the sister I never had, one big blessing I'm forever thankful for. Ella, I love you so much and I'm so happy that God gave you a man like Drew.

I shook my head, “I didn't. I don’t even like football. What’s fun with those big bulky men running after one not so round ball?” Knox’s laughter echoed all over the room, “it’s more than going after one ball, Sweetheart.” I huffed, “I still don’t get it.” “I’ll explain it to you later, are you ready to go?” “Ren,” Devin’s voice startled. Sharon was walking behind him in her blue jumpsuit that still flaunted her curves. Her dark raven hair with highlights of gray was tied in a neat ponytail. Her skin was glowing while beaming at us, she's too friendly for my liking. “Are you leaving? We made plans today, remember?”

"The castle needs a proper hunter. My friend Dinah has a cabin just past the old petrol station. Her queen cat just dropped a fresh litter two months back. Come with me." We walked through the mud to the edge of the forest. Dinah’s cabin smelled of dried lavender and wet animal fur. She was a quiet woman with sharp green eyes and strong, calloused hands. She listened to me explain the state of the castle cellars without interrupting once. "The little ones are too small to hunt yet," Dinah said, her voice dropping an octave as she looked at my face. "But I have an older Tom. He knows how to clear a room."

Women danced in various costumes, some elaborate, others minimal. A woman in a black suit approached me. Older, confident, the kind of person who'd seen everything twice and wasn't impressed anymore. "First time?" she asked. "That obvious?" "You have that look." She gestured toward the back. "I'm Madam Fantasy. I run this establishment. What can we do for you?" "I have a Private booth. And I was recommended someone named Jailbird." She lifted an eyebrow, not surprised but definitely more attentive now. “Jailbird is one of our most requested performers. I hope you understand she doesn't come cheap.”

Everyone cheered and clapped, Irina smiled brightly with a hint of pride in her gaze. "Next up, is the couples' vote of thanks." - the Mc clapped, smiling as he passed the microphone over to Irina. "Ladies and gentlemen, it's an honor and as well a pleasure to be here with you today....... celebrating my two years anniversary with the man i love..... Jason Smith." - Her dress shimmered under the light, her waist lengthed red hair falling down her shoulders like waves.

, BJ for short. Then the pain returned, a fierce reminder that my journey wasn't over yet. Each birth brought its own wave of agony and joy. Thorne., with his fierce little cry; Phoenix, whose quiet strength was evident even in her first breath; and finally, Daisy, my gentle flower. One by one, my four babies entered the world, each bringing a small but profound piece of Brax with them.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.