Dorian Havilliard Novels & Stories

"we have a clue, where they could be." I didn't waste any time picking up the phone, "bring your men, Costello we are going hunting." __ "wait, I have to tell you something," Dorian says as he comes out of our cars. The information Dorian gave was correct, they are in the city disguising among the people. a smile crept on my face, tonight you will sleep in my bed, sugar. "what? you dont want the best friend anymore?" I knew I kicked a nerve when he clenched his jaw. "I dont want her, she belongs to me besides I just wanted to inform you of the guys you asked me to kill, Dante? he ran away last night."

Even though he wouldn’t be able to touch the Devilles just yet, the same couldn’t be said about the bastard who had served them the drink. “I’ll come back once we find him,” Dorian said, and he immediately left. ****

All those years, while my father worked late, came home with bruises he couldn't explain, woke screaming from nightmares he wouldn't talk about—she knew. And she never told me. "There's more," Alexander said gently. "If you want to keep reading." I did. *Day 21. I met another one today. Not Volkan—someone else. Younger. Crueler. He called himself Dorian.* My blood ran cold. "Dorian." Alexander leaned forward. "What does it say?" *Dorian is everything I expected vampires to be. Cruel, arrogant, hungry. He looked at me like I was meat. Like I was nothing.*

Would they ever find out what happened to her if Claiborne killed her? Outside of the door to Claiborne’s study, she took a steadying breath. She was the Duchess of Lovelace, not even a Duke could kill her and get away with it. Feeling more confident, she tucked her purse away and placed her hands on the door. Lily slammed the door open, hoping to startle the Duke, but she didn’t see any movement when she walked into the room. The smell of alcohol and drugs overwhelmed Lily. She pulled out a handkerchief and covered her nose. She spotted legs sprawled out in front of the fireplace. Claiborne sat in a high wingback chair facing away from her and towards the fireplace.

A mist begins to fall over Dorian and me. Dorian holds his breath, trying to move away from the mist, but it continues to fall over him. I try to avoid the mist, but there’s nowhere to go. His eyes begin to look around wildly. He starts sniffing the air. Then he stiffens and closes his eyes. It looks like he is trying to control himself. A strange scent begins to permeate through the air. My manacles fall to the floor. Suddenly, my vision begins to blur, and my chest begins to rise erratically. My body heat thrums, and my breasts begin to feel heavy as wetness collect in my panties. I shuffle my feet uncomfortably, which makes things worse. Dorian’s head snaps at the sound of my shuffling. H

The moment the thick wooden doors slammed behind me, I leaned against the cool stone wall, trying to breathe through the storm inside me. But it didn’t help. The wind twisted through the trees like whispers. I made my way to the restricted section of the parking grounds, my personal corner, far from the rest. I already knew he’d follow. And like poison trailing a wound, Dorian emerged minutes later. The door creaked, and there he was, measured, arrogant, hands clasped behind his back, like someone inspecting his estate. Dorian Laveau: the serpent draped in velvet. His polished shoes clicked softly over the stone.

Jack Moore smirked. A satisfactory thing seeing the shocking expression on him Killian's face. "Guess you're not the only one good with surprise, Killian Dante." He chuckled, arms spread in mock triumph. "I am not dead. I'm very much alive." He pulled Cassandra to his body in a way that showed possessiveness.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.