Dorian Booktok Novels & Stories

I called again, moving toward the door but I got no answer. This guy is not only a nerd, he is also weird and somehow crazy. I wonder how I was going to cope with him when I joined his book club. I grabbed my phone off the table and unlocked it. As the screen popped on, messages flooded in. Group chats messages , especially the ones I've muted for a while now. ‘Arian Smith, Orleans College Book Club President, Accused of Misusing Club Funds.’ I blinked, trying to wake myself from the dream. I scrolled down, read it again and it was still the same.

“I’ll tell you this, Dorian, I am happier about this bond than I ever was about yours.” A snarl ripped from Dorian’s throat, low and feral. His smile cracked into something far more menacing. “Do you even know what she is? Or are you all blind to the truth?” “Enough,” Kieran growled, voice a command that trembled the table. But Dorian only laughed. A hollow, cruel sound. “You’re not my Alpha, brother. Maybe you don’t even know the truth yourself. She isn’t some meek little human who stumbled into your arms. She’s a witch.”

“They will answer for what they did regardless of where they run to.” “I can’t wait to get my hands on them.” Darius said, his teeth showing in something that wasn’t quite a smile. Kaidora moved to the mat on the floor and lowered herself onto it. She reached beneath it and pulled out a book so old its spine had cracked through entirely, the pages held together by nothing except habit. She opened it carefully and spread it across her lap. Darius and Aurelian crouched on either side of her immediately. The pages were covered in the same script that lined the walls.

“I'm sorry, Roman. If you'll excuse me, I have a meeting.” The congressman walked past him and left the office with his calm and impeccable demeanor. Roman remained there, motionless, with the echo of the last word reverberating in his head. But what he felt... Was something else. Dorian Langdon is the main character in my story “My Best Friend's Daughter, My Obsession.”

He knocked once, opened them, and stepped aside. The bedroom was enormous, a fire already lit in the hearth. The bed was the size of my entire room at the monastery. Dorian stood by the window with a glass of something dark. He wore only a white shirt, open at the throat, and dark trousers. Without the coat, he was harder to look at, not easier — the white fabric pulled across his chest and shoulders, and the firelight traced every line beneath it. I forced my gaze to the floor. "Well." His voice carried across the room. I heard the glass set down. Then footsteps. "What is this?"

Then he drove out of Ma-Belle. Dorian Flame is the Alpha of the Dark Flame Pack. He is my best friend and boyfriend, and he is the best of both. When I first arrived here, I was pregnant and homeless. This cold Alpha gave me shelter in his home, against the protests of the council and people. I offered to do the laundry, so I wouldn't have to stay for free. Dorian agreed at first upon my insistence, but as time went by, and I became heavy, he stopped me.

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

Do you believe me now? Damon: Not yet. He replied with his usual cold tone making her sighed out. Luciana: And about the party do you think I should go I mean. How will you introduce me when you yourself don't even believe me. Damon dropped his spoon before turning towards her and staring in her chocolaty eyes. Damon: Don't worry. I will know everything before that party. Sometimes coming events bring a chaotic result but what more misery has written in her fate. _______________________________________

Dorian said as he glared back at Christian. Christian decided not to pay any attention to Dorian and seeing that, Dorian answered his question. "I'm going to the club to hang out with my ex-girlfriend," Dorian said. This made Christian stop and turn to look at Dorian. "Her again," He asked and rolled his eyes, "I thought you were done with her" Dorian laughed and said "I am done with her but looks like she isn't done with me and who am I to say no." "You're impossible, Dorian".

" Based on the light glowing behind my son, it is daybreak. I will need to sneak out now for Daax and me to have our little discussion before meeting the Elf king. Orion was supposed to be back hours ago. What kept him so long? But then he turns and I can see the change in him. Her smell on his body confirms it. He and Kora are mated.