Dorian Booktok Novels & Stories

"Just out of curiosity, exactly what books were you reading?" "Well," Dorin answered with a frown, "My favorite book is Al Khami's 'Black Earth' --" Dorin was distracted by Sebastian spitting the food in his mouth and choking on it. A jumble of words rush across his slate, but just as suddenly disappeared – it mostly concerned 8 digit numbers. "Are you okay?" Mar asked her friend with concern, patting him on the back. Johan simply looked at them, annoyed. Professor Durant started to laugh.

Lucian leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, eyes cold and unreadable, watching the scene the way a wolf watches something walk into a trap it has already set. Darius was speaking. "...made a mistake. I need to speak with her directly. I need to know she is safe and that she left of her own accord without any outside influence." Outside influence. As if the only reason I could have possibly walked away was because someone had manipulated me into it. My jaw tightened. My father's voice came back low and dangerous. "You are standing in Blackwood territory, Alpha Silverclaw. You will choose your next words very carefully." "I only want to speak with Dorothy Miller—"

Alizeh: 'I know, but I can't control my laugh! Varun: "I can say this also with that other meaning, but I am not like that na!" Alizeh: "I know that you are not like that, I know it really well knows! by the way when is my book coming!" Varun: "Maybe 23!" Alizeh: "Yayy, I will keep it with me always!" Varun: "You can also keep me with you always!" Alizeh: "I know, you can also keep me!"

Damon's pov Sunday 4th July 2021 ***************************** I don't enjoy going to see Orion but it's a necessary evil. If I stop going Marcus will kick me out of the club and then I'll have nothing that I enjoy. I enjoy hurting people. That's really the only thing that makes me happy. I'm diagnosed with a severe form of Antisocial Personality Disorder. Which means I'm a psychopath. I lack empathy and remorse which means I have no issue in manipulating people for my own gain. All Orion's words of course, I don't see how that's a bad thing, I think more people in the world should be selfish to get on top.

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Even the guards were smiling. Kara stood beneath one of the archways in a green dress, her dark hair braided down her back. She was talking to Elijah, whose hand rested lightly at her hip, fingers tapping—always tapping. Like a man calculating every second. My eyes swept over the crowd, half-listening to the hum of noble chatter, until— Dorian. He leaned against a stone pillar near the garden’s edge, half in shadow, half lounging like he’d stepped out of a portrait. His suit was black on black, silk lapels catching the light. Our eyes met. His smirk curled slowly and delicious, like a promise.

I follow every movement his lips make, like a hypnotized bunny. “She also said you were an orphan. What pack do you come from?” He asks and I gulp, regaining my senses and subtly looking around to make sure that no one saw me gawking at the old hottie. “The burning moon pack.” He smiles, charming but deadly. “Your Alpha is a good friend of mine.” I manage to return the smile, but we both know there is nothing genuine about our smiles. I can barely move my fork, my hands tremble around my fork. Dante's presence dominated the room, stealing my breath.

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him. I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard the voice of a lady. It came from the same room. "Fuck me just the way you tear Annie's pussy wide every Friday night," the strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that. "I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed."

Damon turned his attention to the petite best friend. “Are you saying that your all-powerful king is also omnipotent? I’m sure we will find a thing or two to string the pieces together.” Dorthy challenged. I don’t know where she is getting her sassy attitude from, but I like this new side of Dorthy. Journee smiled. Proud of her best friend’s spunk. “Right on. Journee will be searching the bookstores in the human realm, miss best friend consults questionable sources.” But if eyes could kill, Damon would be dead now.

His eyes were the color of honey and his smile was the kind that made you forget what you were about to say. “Thanks.” I grabbed my drink and took a sip. “I peaked early. It’s all downhill from here.” He laughed and the sound was warm. “I doubt that.” He leaned against the bar, angling his body toward mine. “I’m Dorian.” “Theo.” “Theo.” He said it slowly, like he was committing it to memory. “Can I buy you another drink?” I lifted my full glass. “Already covered.” “Then can I keep you company while you finish that one?”