Divergent Dauntless Novels & Stories

He was teased by friends and acquaintances so the screaming intensified. "Nax, your strength, Daryl! Jonathan and I can't allow that and then only you can allow it!" "Good luck Daryl!" from the men in the back. Daryl laughed and looked at me nervously. "Thank you, Audrey. I'm sorry for my somewhat cliche gimmick. I was really nervous, I just settled for the most common." "It's fine. Though, I'd appreciate more if it's a private surprise. But I appreciate your effort too," I said.

They should be in guidance counseling right now for assaulting me inside the restroom! The woman who talked showed pup behind Marvel. She had blonde hair, and pink lipstick, his skin was pearl white. Marvel growled at her. “She’s a threat. I can scent it. Glitter, she’s a threat!” Why does he sound so crazy about me? He looked like a dog with rabies who would attack a person. While Glitter was a calmer version of him. Hence, they both feel like I was facing Akisha. Beta’s children, I supposed.

"It's just because I keep thinking back to that moment and it makes me so mad..." "Well stop thinking about it. You'll only get furious the more you meditate on it." I stabbed my fork into the salad. "No shit!". "Are you still going to push through with the dare"? I stared dagger at my salad, poor thing didn't deserve my terror, but it was the only substitute. I thought about what happened during the last few hours, and yes, I still wanted to push through with the stupid dare. Reason one is that I had invested too much just to let it go and reason two, someone needed to put the both of them in their place, and I pledge to be that someone.

He knew his actions would trigger dangerous things for their Pack, especially since the Dauntless family was a giant Pack that ruled the northern region. Everyone knew who the Dauntless family was among their race, and almost everyone who heard about the power possessed by the Dauntless family would shudder in horror. The Dauntless family was the most substantial Wolf Pack, and the entire Pack recognized the family's military might. They tried to avoid any contact that could spark a war with them. Meanwhile, Tristan had pushed, stripped and humiliated one of the Dauntless family's daughters, Adelia Dauntless. However, this was not done accidentally by Tristan. His body again rejected the phe

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

. "We have been living in another world but your conscious state nearly shattered when we broke the barrier between worlds. It took 3 years for you to come back to your body. You've lived but almost been an empty shell while we've roamed this earth. We took the girls from the war so they couldn't be used as tokens of war. Should you choose to return to aid in the war you may. However, I do advise you that the girls have become very fond of their pretend brother. You should retain memories from the life you have lived with us for the past 3 years as well. It may come in waves so take your time to adjust." As Frank listened to Ivan talk memory after memory of the last 3 years flowed through hi

“No need. I don't care if I have to stand up, sit, or kneel. What's important right now is to know what happened to my daughter. Don't try to stall. Explain clearly or else I'll fight you to death right here.” Twilight wasn't afraid of his threat, she knew his capabilities and she can say they're equal in terms of strength, but she had natural advantage by being always on dangerous missions than Ferdinand who's always inside his laboratory. But she also knew she was partially at fault, so she didn't dare talk back and challenge the man. She merely nodded and recounted all that had happened with downcast expression.

Curled up, groaning in agony, with angry red patches and sores on her face and arms, was Silvia. Right behind her was Derrick, looking out of place in his crumpled, pricey suit. He wore a look of impatience and disgust, standing back as if afraid of catching something vile. "Doctor! Where's the doctor? Someone see her now!" Derrick barked, his eyes darting around, avoiding Silvia's gaze. I slipped on a mask, pushing down the turmoil inside me, and approached with a professional demeanor. "What's going on? Tell me about the symptoms."

I wanted to push her against the wall and bury my face between her thighs until she screamed. Goddamn, this girl is dangerous. I knew her type. Beatrice was like that. The kind of women that slowly pulled you in until you lost sight of anything else. I called them the sirens. And I wasn’t wrong, if anything, her eyes showed it. “For God’s sake, woman,” I said with a low chuckle, trying to hide how hard I was getting. “Stop biting your lip like that and say something.” “I—I got lost.” I raised an eyebrow, still holding her close. “Indeed.”

"If the Valerys come at me, I'll bury every last one of them in the sea." He ignored Giovanna's sobs and gave his men a signal. "Throw her in." The men lifted the heavy drum together and shoved it hard toward the ocean. With a loud splash, the drum carrying Giovanna sank into the water. Ripples spread across the surface, then quickly disappeared, as if nothing had ever happened. Fabrizio turned back and walked to my side, gently taking my hand. "Mamma, it's over." I looked at his cold profile and nodded.