Dorothy Novels & Stories

Dorothy got up to grab tissues from above a cabinet standing to the right of her television and attempted to wipe the tears, but they kept falling. “All these years, I tried to live a quiet life among humans. I work at the local library. A year ago, I went to watch a flyball game with an old friend from the CMMA, and she told me that they had started collaborating again with the EBEE. I immediately thought about you. When the crowd chanted your name in the middle of the 1st period, she mentioned that you were one of the EBEE agents who got paired up to work with the CMMA, so I decided that it was time to connect with you.”

When Darius married Dorothy three years ago, she was nothing but a penniless, jobless omega with an extraordinarily rare blood type. He had been practical about it - a resource to be claimed before other packs discovered her value. He wasn't even sure if she'd finished college, or if she'd ever gone to one. Come to think of it, he also had no idea where she'd been living before he brought her to Silver Creek territory. The background check his enforcers had run was perfunctory at best - they'd confirmed her blood type and little else. As Alpha, he hadn't needed more.

Drowning slowly, drowning in the pain raging through me. When my eyes reopened and I could see lights above me flashing by. I was moving, but I didn’t know where I was or what was happening. My vision was still blurred by the pain as I came to a stop. People surrounded me completely. So many voices but none of them were clear. I couldn’t make out a single sound. There were more lights shining in my eyes.

Women danced in various costumes, some elaborate, others minimal. A woman in a black suit approached me. Older, confident, the kind of person who'd seen everything twice and wasn't impressed anymore. "First time?" she asked. "That obvious?" "You have that look." She gestured toward the back. "I'm Madam Fantasy. I run this establishment. What can we do for you?" "I have a Private booth. And I was recommended someone named Jailbird." She lifted an eyebrow, not surprised but definitely more attentive now. “Jailbird is one of our most requested performers. I hope you understand she doesn't come cheap.”

“I’m against it.” “Wai—” “I’m not, you're not, we’re not going to any tavern Keyleth! Fates!” I whispered, straining to keep my voice from rising. “Gods,” Fury and what I’d call a mix of annoyance filled her eyes. Silence stretched between us for some seconds before she sighed, “I think I know someone who can tell us what the rot is.”

ZION "Zion, for fucks sakes. Can't you keep your hands to yourself," Kendra fumed as she swatted my fingers away from her, "Didn't your mama teach you not to mess with a black girl's weave!" The scowl on her face amused me as well the red weave she decided to get during the weekend.

After all my classes,the day went fast. I was about to go home when i heard someone screaming my name. 'flora, Flora ,are you running away from me ? the person asked . I started praying in my mind, "father Lord don't let it to be Collins. I said, joining my hands together. I knew from the voice that it was him calling me .just as I was about to turn back collins was standing at my front ,I was puzzled because my name that I heard was from a far distance.

Suddenly a young girl who is holding her 5-month pregnant belly said with a heavy voice," Ma..let's go from here. He has ruined 2 years of my life. Now, I have understood how to survive in this world. I don't need him and my child also don't need him" She wiped her tears and said to the man," Thank you for your every lesson Mr Abhinav Agnihotri. I am glad that I am not your Doll anymore".

He said to me, I stood up and walked away from him. "You're right, and because of my friend Dorothy.. she helped me be strong but.. in return, I gave her a body that she could cling to because she wanted to live.. because she wanted to charge.." she said gently, everything is rooted in him because she wants you to live. It was a big replacement.. she gave it a chance to revive it.. in his sister's body.. she didn't know how to get it out of her sister's body. She only thinks of one sacrifice.. someone must make a sacrifice.

Dorothy explains to them all. I can barely contain Nate, knowing our mate has been starved and beaten has made us furious. We are growling, our claws elongating. “Alpha Max, if you can’t contain yourself, you will be removed,” councilman Peter tells me. “I have no note of any child being named Eve in the years when she would have been born,” councilman John informs Dorothy. “She was born Evelyn Rose Jones,” Dorothy counters. The air appears to shimmer when Dorothy speaks her name.