Donsilver Toxic Attraction Novels & Stories

Jo took a breath, summoned her inner silver-screen siren and then said: “What would you say if I told you that I was looking for trouble?” Silver knew that this woman wasn’t relationship material, wasn’t a future – which made her like pretty much every other woman in his life. She was achingly sexy and sweet, but in the end, she was one night. That was all that Silver was good for, all he could offer, all they could have with him in Colorado and her in New Mexico… and it was just going to have to be enough. He’d take it. Despite not actively seeking out one-night-stands, he was damned if he’ d pass up a chance to touch this woman’s midnight hair, kiss the curve of her hip, feel her moving ag

A brutal, blood-curdling scream of pure agony tore out of Duncan’s throat. The moment the solid silver pressed into his flesh, a terrifying chemical reaction occurred. The silver burned through his clothes and skin, sending a wave of toxic, paralyzing poison directly into his bloodstream. His advanced healing factor instantly shut down. The white light in his silver-grey eyes flickered violently before going completely dark.

Damien Allen does not appreciate you and maybe Georgia's brother will, even if you meet him and he just wants sex that's more than Damien wants from you. We've been here 40 minutes and I already lost Silver, she's so slippery that one, but thank god my social anxiety only flares up around strangers. I don't give a fuck about being around these people since I see them every day anyway, if anything being here is the real waste of my time. "BAZ!" I hear Silver scream my name then next thing I know I'm being tackled, practically throwing me off my feet Silver grabs me "look who's here!" She points at the entrance

Silver yelled as he was wasting so much time trying to get prepared. The door opened and a shirtless Dante showed up. His curlies were slick, wet and messy but he ruffed them back at once. He puts on his shirt while she peeped down at his strong abs, she wished she could just touch them. “Oh are you calling me your doll?”. He teased and she rolled her eyes. “Too bad I have something to show off in my chest rather than you do”. He said and her mouth dropped open as a gasp escaped from her lips. He lifted her jaw up to close her mouth with his middle finger then winked at her. “Come on let’s go or else I will change my mind and stick my dick inside your mouth”. “You're an idiot”. Silver said a

I can feel hostility burning in my throat, like a fire I’m struggling to contain. Alex speaks up, with a charming smile: — Miss Dos Santos, I present to you my cousin Auracio and his fiancée, Ariane. Auracio, Ariane… this is Fabiola Dos Santos, a business partner. Auracio extends his hand to greet her, and I don’t look at his hand; I look into her eyes. And in her eyes, I see what only women can detect: desire. That bitch wants him. I feel it, I read it, I sense it in my gut.

They both stood at the same hight, but one of them had more muscle advantage, and it wasn't Donavan Donavan was far from being unactractive, but even I could see that he didn't hold a candle to the De Santis. "De Santi." he jerked his head tightly. "Donavan." Alessandro answered in a mocking tone. They both stared at each other for more than a few seconds, and I wondered if they had a pre-existing beef I wasn't aware of. "I'll take my leave now." he was speaking to the both of us. "You should."

"I've known the Don since he was a boy. Even before his family was killed, he was always very strong and protective. His sister was a few years older than him, but he had no problem beating boys her age for making her cry. After they were buried, he turned colder, darker to everyone around him except Vincent. I only ever saw him smile around him and that was still rare. Girls never held his interest and sometimes I feared he would never marry. Did you know he used to rarely come to this house? Only if Vincent made him or for a meeting. Now he cuts his trips short to be back home more, he watches you like a hawk, asks for hourly updates of your mood. He is in love with you and just doesn't kn

"Because I let you keep it. Every time you look at this silver, you will remember my touch. You will remember that you belong to me." "I will never belong to you," Vittoria declared, though her body shivered as his lips pressed against her collarbone, leaving a hot, burning sensation. "We shall see, sweet girl," Cassian murmured, releasing her slowly. He walked back to his desk, picking up his drink. "Now, go home to your mother. But do not forget to check the locks. You never know who might have the key." Vittoria did not wait for him to say another word. She turned and ran to the elevator, her heart pounding so loudly she was certain he could hear it from across the room.

She is the epitome of betrayal and lust, using people like pawns to get what she wants. Unit 3 - The Clean-Up Team, Dimitri who's got piercings all over his face click his tongue while looking smug. Dimitri is blunt and unflinching, a man hardened by years of dirty work. He’s built by war, his hands scarred from countless operations. His voice is rough, and he doesn’t sugarcoat anything. He is known for being meticulous since he ensures nothing is left behind when he cleans.

I muttered to myself, the words escaping in strained breaths between waves of pain. Desperation took hold as I sought answers within the confines of my own mind. "Dominique, talk to me. What's happening?" I implored, the bond with my inner wolf becoming a lifeline in the midst of the torment. Dominique's response carried an undercurrent of panic. "You drank liquid silver," she uttered, a revelation that sent shivers down my spine. Liquid silver? The very substance known to be toxic to werewolves, capable of inducing a slow and agonizing demise.