Does Celaena End Up With Dorian Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry about it, Daddy. I don’t know if the drug would make me barren in the future. This may be my only chance at ever getting pregnant. Please, don’t deny me that.” Her pleading voice reminded Declan that a side effect of the drug was to make some women infertile, and he just slumped beside her, watching her speechlessly. He had a lot to think about, as he felt that things were moving faster than he had imagined. Selene was still a student after all. Suddenly, she climbed on top of him and began rocking her core against him. Declan was shocked to notice how fit she was. It was obvious she had subjected her body to rigorous training over the years.

“Why do I always end up missing the best parts of the night?” Killian shot his friend a knowing look. “Well, knowing you, you’re usually wrapped up in some woman.” Dorian merely shrugged, unfazed by his friend's remark. “You’re not wrong. And speaking of ‘some’ woman,” he started. “Where might I find Dr. Angelos?” Killian’s entire body went stiff. He narrowed his eyes at his friend. “Why?” Rolling his eyes, Dorian swung his legs off the corner of the desk and stood up. “Because, my dear friend, I was entirely serious when I told Elena that I wished to speak more to her about her research,” he said.

But in the end, I tore all of it up. The next morning, Dorian stopped short when he saw that half the closet was empty. "Liora, where are your things?" I looked at him and was just about to speak. His phone rang. Calista's name flashed across the screen. Dorian instinctively declined the call and placed his phone facedown, then seemed to notice something wrong with my expression. He reached out to touch my forehead. "Are you feeling unwell again?" But before his hand could reach me, the phone vibrated again.

"I admit that. But Celene knows as well as I do how intense things became between us. She pushed me, sir. Every time I tried to talk, every time I tried to hold us together, she pulled away, mocked me, and drove me to a point of pure desperation. I reacted badly...I lost control of myself...but it was only because I was terrified of losing her." Maya cleared her throat, shifting uncomfortably near the door, her brow furrowed with visible hesitation. She wasn't entirely buying the innocent act. Daniel caught the shift in the room immediately. His jaw tightened, and he pivoted without missing a beat. "And it wasn't just our relationship," Daniel added, his tone sharpening into something far mo

“Then we end this. Tonight.” --- Selene’s POV Lucian’s voice bursts through the communication mirror like a thunderclap. The connection flickers as he relays everything: Theron’s surrender. Dorian’s heritage. The perfume’s weakness. I clutch the edge of my apothecary table, the wood digging into my palms. Seris. Gods, no. The last time we faced Dorian, I tried to counter his magic with smoke and scent. It wasn’t enough. His darkness swallowed it whole. My hallucinogenic blend barely made him blink.

choked me. Only Selena's bone marrow was a match. I thought taking a little marrow during the C-section was the perfect solution. It would clear my debt completely. Once Jennifer was cured, I was putting her on a private jet to Europe with strict orders to never contact me again. Then, it would just be me and Selena. No Jennifer. No hidden rivals. My plan was a joke. Instead of a clean slate, I got a pool of dark blood on a concrete floor. I got a silver wedding ring crusted with mud and a crushed ultrasound photo.

He had noticed the change in his mate’s scent, but was unsure. But the question here was… “How did you know that, honey?” Dorian asked, taking her from her mother’s arm. Cynthia blissfully nestled her head in the crook of his neck and murmured. “Dream.” Dorian inhaled sharply while Serena gasped. “She is like me?” The statement came out as a bewildered question. Dorian composed himself, recovering faster from the shock. His lips curved upwards. “So, you are not the last Golden-eyed Seer after all.”

Her eyes darted around the room, searching for her bag. However, a sudden wave of dizziness hit her, causing her stomach to churn. She reached out and steadied herself on the nearby table before she could collapse onto her knees. As she attempted to stand again, Noah caught her, holding onto her for support. “Honestly, what are you doing?” he sighed, “Go back to bed, don’t you know you have been drugged by that pervert?” Celene looked up at him with wide eyes, she already had a sneaking suspicion that Mr. Nakamura had slipped something into her drink, but she didn’t expect that Noah would have picked up on it as well.

I am halfway through my second cone cold, sweet vanilla melting on my tongue when I notice Dorian’s face change. His gaze darkens. He is staring at something behind me, his body going stiff as a board. I turn around. Lila is walking toward us. She looks terrible and she has a wronged, pathetic look on her face. She stops right in front of us and immediately breaks down crying. The sound is loud and wet. “Hailey… Dorian… please,” she sobs. I look at Dorian. “Did you invite her?” He shakes his head fast, his jaw tight. “No. I swear.”

she informed. “I am coming with you,” Dorian said, rising to his feet and dusting off his tunic. Ellis shrugged. “Fine.” “Don’t go near them,” Dorian warned. “I don’t want to take any chances. They may hurt you.” Ellis found Cecilia chained to her chair, her head tilted to the side as she snored and drooled. Ellis was a little impressed. If she had been in that situation, she doubted she would be able to close her eyes. Abe was also sleeping, his chin propped on his chest, snoring loudly.