Dorian Havilliard Chaol Westfall Novels & Stories

He's younger than the other alpha Council members, maybe late twenties, with aristocratic features and eyes like cut glass. Everything about him screams refinement and control. His smile is pleasant, charming even, but it doesn't reach those cold eyes. Dorian Cross. The youngest alpha on the Council. Brilliant, ambitious, and according to Maya's intelligence, utterly ruthless beneath the polish. "Welcome," he says, his voice smooth. "We've heard... stories. About the Moonshadow. About power stolen from forbidden lands. About an omega who should be dead." "Careful," I say softly. "Some stories are true."

they said calmly. “Would you like to try calling first? Or I can place a call for you?” Dorian glanced at the house. It did indeed look abandoned, as if she had been gone for a long time. She was not avoiding him. His heart sank again. He hesitated for a long moment but finally called Alpha Harold Hale himself. Vivienne’s father must have heard the rumors. Dorian needed to know how to explain. His hand holding the phone was sweaty, a feeling he had never experienced before.

“How do you mean?” “Well, isn’t it rather strange that she attended the event with Mr. West, then went on to have what some considered to be a private talk with Mr. Valerius, and then ended the night with a heated confrontation with Mr. Halloran. Three different, notable Alphas—all of whom have an intense, wealthy background.” “Yeah, not to mention Cassie said that she had overheard Dorian Valerius asking Elena out on a date the other day right outside of Mr. West’s office,” another chimed in.

“Although based on the research I made Dorian is quite the traveller, And hasn't been home for years now. The strangest thing about this whole issue is that a year ago he had a scandal with Vivian Du'mount a big fashion icon and media influencer. Ever since the scandal he's gone public, the media had no idea Damien had a twin so it was really quiet some news back then. Now he seems to have settled in New York, with his presence on the island it seems I've found the reason of his permanent stay. Don't even get me started on Xavier, a rich Business tycoon best friends with Damien and Dorian. They might have money and power but I intend to make sure Morgan becomes mine, I can't let them have he

Chloe greeted them, waving her family toward the waiting cars. The drive to the West Side was filled with non-stop chatter. Madam Bishop (Jane) had prepared a luxury villa in a high-end gated community for them. Upon arrival, Master Marcus Sr. paced the perimeter, nodding in approval. "Good feng shui," he muttered, spinning his walnuts. "The energy here is balanced." However, as Chloe helped them settle in, the universe decided to play a cruel trick. The West Side Scandal Just as Chloe was stepping out of the villa to head back for the feast, a familiar black sedan pulled into a driveway a few houses down. It was Arthur Vance.

Willow and Zoey, who were in the villa, were also very excited when they heard about the news of the victory. "Southlake City's enemies have been wiped out, Willow. Diatoran is really strong!" Zoey said emotionally. "Yeah! I didn't expect him to tear Viktor and Robert to shreds," Willow said in disbelief. "I told you. Caspian's the Diatoranian God of War. No one's a match for him," Zoey said. "Why do I feel like you know him better than I do?" Willow asked. "You don't say! You spend the whole day with him and yet you never realize how great your husband is!" Zoey said.

She vaguely hears a noise, a shout before everything turns black. ~~~~~ Dorian stares at the black mark on his left wrist. ‘The mark will fade after a few days,’ he thinks. Kai remains subdued, but he doesn’t care. He had asked Kyle to drive to The Coven, a lab that was owned by his mate. “I hope you don’t regret this decision,” Viviane muttered once again, as she snapped the book of spells shut. He kept staring at the charred piece of skin. He had executed what he had decided.

Marilyn always made Chad feel elusive, but he detected no malice from her. Standing by the window, Chad watched Haron City gradually return to order and picked up his phone. It was a call from Willow. "Dr. Jennings, it's me. Lord Second is not going to make it..."

“My friend Patricia has a daughter. She is a nice girl. She is also smart. She works in finance. I think you would like her.” Dorian snorts into his wine. “Mom,” he says. “Vorian does not need Patricia’s daughter.” Mom looks at him. “And why not?” she asks. Dorian drinks deep. “Because Vorian is gay,” he says loudly and casually. “And he is already having an affair with his secretary. The one from the tabloids. The one who used to work for Holt. Zephyr Cole. That is his name, right?” The table stops and the forks pause. Glasses freeze. Mom’s face goes pale. Cassian’s hand tightens on his knife. Elena’s eyes go wide and Lila looks confused but I am sure she understands what the word “gay” is.

I turn around ready to look for another escape route, only to see the driver slinking out from the forestry, a crazed smile playing on his lips. “This can’t be possible,” I whisper. He shrugs. “You’re a smart cookie aren’t you with that little trick of yours? But unfortunately,” he snaps his fingers, and this ignites a flame into the palm of his hand. The combustion dances to the rapid beat of my heart, while the smoke that leaves it is dark and misty, almost sickly as it soars into the sky. “I should probably introduce myself don’t you think? I’m Dorian, and I’m no ordinary werewolf,” his head tilts maliciously, watching me with trained eyes. “I really don’t want to do this Tanya… I hate th