Dorian Havilliard Chaol Westfall Novels & Stories

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ꜱɪx + •*.』 "V-VV-VAMPIRE!" THE GEEKS SCOOTED AWAY IN COMPLETE FRIGHT AS FORTUNE MARCHED CLOSER TO THEM. Maddie and Dorian used Zack as their shield while the red-eyed Beta sterned at them coldly. "Take Zack first. I don't want my blood sucked out," Dorian negotiated.

Layla POV All the pups that Willow brought with her now have homes; it never ceases to amaze me how quickly children can adapt to new surroundings. Willow and Riley have marked each other. Willow is a beautiful she-wolf with a loving nature; Riley and Willow are perfect for each other. Darius and I are on our way to my territory; Anita has gone into labor, and Diana is there, but both Zach and Anita have asked if I could be with her in case Zach passes out as Drew did.

“Bastard! You won’t get away that easily! “You want us to restore the Patel family’s assets?! “Dream on! Westley kept cursing Harvey under his breath when he called Karina Joyner. “Ms. Karina, the people you gave me were all incapacitated by that filth! “Lend me the world’s top sniper, K, right now! “I want that bastard to die!” Karina was stunned. “Was it Harvey who crippled the soldiers with you?” “That’s right! Westley gritted his teeth before he realized something. “How did you know? Did he…?” “He crippled Rohan Hoffman, humiliated Leland Talbot, then poured a pot of scorching hot tea on my head…

“I still don’t know your name, Mr. Rich Boy. After all, I have to accompany you and act around you in the coming three months. I have to know at least what your last name is.” He lifted the glass and glanced at her through the transparent glass. “My last name is Hathaway.” Xyla was astounded for a short moment. “This last name actually a thing in Zlokova?” “It seems that you don’t pay attention to the news, Ms. Mayweather.” Yorrick believed she really did not know his identity. ‘If she were trying to play hard-to-get, it would be impossible for her to put such a question forward.’ “I’m not interested in the news.” Xyla flipped through the contract. “Since I’ve signed the contract, it’s time

Hill asked her in Friastan, “Sorry, my Cherian is not very good. I just admire your work and wanted to be friends with you, so that your work will be sold to me first in the future.” Jordan sneered and continued speaking in Cherian, “Is this interesting to you? Don’t think that just because you’re doing all this, I don’t know who you are. Westley, you’ve been lying to me forever, making me live in a world of lies. You’ve never truly cared for me!”

Let them wear my silence like a noose. I descended the grand staircase slowly, deliberately, each step a declaration, a promise that the queen they thought they had broken had learned to sharpen her silence into a weapon. In the west wing, I found Dorian again—not in the chapel, but in the library, where dust clung to forgotten histories and shelves bowed under the weight of truths too dangerous to name. He sat in a carved oak chair, one leg crossed over the other, a half-empty glass of wine in his hand, the firelight making his shadows dance like secrets with teeth. He looked up as I entered, his expression unreadable, his eyes a storm held just behind calm.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

He shook his head. "Daniel Grigori..." He trailed on. I remained confused. He sighed and stood up straight. "I'm a fallen." "Fallen? You're an angel?" I backed away and dissolved into a puddle of laughter. My stomach was shaking now. "Oh-oh my God." I continued laughing and turned to look at my unconscious mother. "He's an angel." I told her, laughing even harder. The 'fallen' looked at me weirdly. "I have met a lot of weird and psychotic human beings but you, Dawn Turner, are by far the worst." I stopped laughing and glared at him.

That evening down in Mysticfall, Tyler Dawson entered the stone arch of the Lube mansion, bringing the raw news of Charles Whitaker’s sudden termination with him. "I didn't think Chloe would turn into such a lethal hunter, Ada," Tyler said, cracking the seal on a jar of mountain moonshine and taking a long draw. "The old man was begging on his knees in the snow, but her stick didn't waver once. I find her current scent rather terrifying."

She muttered weakly as Viktor tore her limb to limb and her screams echoed through the forest until it finally seized. "Hailey!", Killian quickly ran to my side, " I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" "It's fine Killian," I said with a smile, "And I love you too," "Killian, seems we have another guest," I heard Viktor say, turning my gaze to his direction I gasped in shock at the now horrific sight of the famous CEO of Edgar Drills Caspian Edgar, who looked as dead and rough as a corpse