Dominic Harrison Novels & Stories

It wasn’t something which was a necessity considering they were in the pack but just for precautions, everyone had at least one of these installed. Once putting the drinks down, they both started taking out all the stuff they bought yesterday. One by laying everything on her bed in an organized mess, as kylie liked to call it. They stormed through the dresses, having to settle on at least one of them when they realized that it’s been long. Doing their hair and makeup taking turns respectively, and serena had to add an artist’s touch on kylie while her own remained minimal. They both sprinted down, as fast as one can in heels anyway. They came to a stop suddenly when they saw Damon standing

One of the guards ask, he doesn't know who Dominic is because he was born after the great war, even Terrick was born after the great war but his parents told him about the demon. "Oh my am heartbroken, I can't believe you don't know who i am." Dominic feign hurt. "I can't believe you don't know a Legend like me, let me introduce myself to you. I am Dominic the demon from hell, not please don't clap, autographs please stay were you are." He acted like a superstar. The guards stood in awareness, they have heard about him. So it is true, he is really free. "I would have love to sit and chitchat but I have better things to do. Let's leave the alpha a gift." Before they could comprehend his words

She was unzipping his pants, and he could only moan in slow, deep longing. And he knew: he was hers. She had him, a fly in a web happily rolled in dangerous silk. Domination. That was her game. She and Kade were so alike… and so fucking good at what they did. “Tell me to get off, if you want me to…” Christina murmured in his ear. “Just tell me.” He shouldn’t do this. He knew he shouldn’t. This was so wrong, this woman who had killed his friend’s parents. Beyond betrayal. Beyond stupidity.

he admitted. Dominic's lips curved into a cold smile. "Harrison, good calculation." He leaned forward, his blue eyes as icy as winter. "I can help you take the risk, depending on what chips you can offer?"

I asked, sitting down beside her. "I'll live. How's the baby?" I placed my hand on my stomach, trying to assess any damage. "I think we're okay. Scared, but okay." "Good. Because I was about to start breaking kneecaps if anything happened to that kid." Dominic was standing with Harrison, their voices low and intense as they discussed next steps. I could only catch fragments of their conversation, but words like "federal charges" and "conspiracy" kept coming up.

Just as Genevieve had said on the first day, he would have been turned away at the door without ever setting foot inside the Hales' residence. But after earning the Harris family's recognition, Dominic's status instantly rose across countless social ranks. Simply put, where there had once been nothing behind him, there now stood the enormous force known as the Harris family. That alone was enough to make everyone in Daryon take him seriously. Then, right in front of the Hales, Dominic displayed a terrifying ability that seemed to control life and death itself. After that, Sebastian ambushed him. Not only did Dominic survive, but he also counterattacked successfully and even severed one of Se

No, this was the rollercoaster is broken and we’re all gonna die kind. I knocked on his door. “Enter.” His voice was sharp. Clipped. Like he was already annoyed I existed. I stepped in and shut the door gently behind me. Dominic sat behind his desk, looking like a Greek god sculpted out of pure arrogance. His jaw tight, his sleeves rolled up just enough to show those stupid forearms that had no business being that attractive. “Miss Hart,” he said slowly, like my name was a disease. “What time do you call this?”

I was taken aback by the takeaway packages that filled the island. “Hello there. Glad you could make it.” Dominic said behind me. When I turned to face him, he had changed into a pair of black jeans and black shirt. And a single gold chain to accesorize . Any ordinary man would have looked like he was about to attend a funeral but Dominic made the outfit look as sexy as hell. I put on my best Sunday smile to cover spreading blush. “I see you went ahead and ordered. What a shame because I was about to whip up something you would never forget.”

Marcus says. Dominic stands, and he's even more impressive on his feet, at least six-foot-four, with a physical presence that dominates the space around him. He extends his hand, and when Marcus takes it, Dominic pulls him close. "We're going to make this memorable," Dominic says. "But I need to know......are you sure? Because once we start, I'm not going to stop. I'm going to completely own you, and I'm going to make sure you understand exactly what that means."

Dominic said, his voice steadying into something dark, toxic, and completely unhinged. "What are you suggesting?" Harrison asked quietly from his cell. Dominic leaned his head back against the leather headrest, his eyes locking onto the red tail lights of the ambulance idling two cars ahead in the rain. "We use the lethal option," Dominic whispered into the mic. "Stage an accident for the girl.”