Dote On Me Novels & Stories

He raised his head and snarled as he looked at me while blood streamed down from the four holes in his chest and abdomen. A cold smirk pulled at my lips. Shifting in my stance, I threw one last kick, hitting the side of his head. He closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground, face first. Panting heavily, I looked around the ring. Unsurprisingly, the crowd was silent, but then I heard a few laughs and clapping hands. A few heartbeats later, the weak cheers arose to an ovation. My lips parted into a wide grin, and I looked at my unconscious ex-mate.

"Shame on you for doubting me." 'DING' my phone obnoxiously notified me of a new text. Pulling it out from my blazer pocket, I read the message to myself. Nate: sorry about before, i don't know what's up with me. can we have a chill night tonight and order pizza and watch TV? "Nate, I presume?" Mr Gray asked, obviously noticing the smile forming on my face. I nodded hesitantly, waiting for his mood to go sour. But it didn't.

Drag Me Down - One Direction Fun fact : I wrote this with 5 watt eyes. Enjoy 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🤩🤩🥳🥳🥳 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 "Awh ...." I heard Gerald scream in pain. I still ignore it.

Derek wakes up early in the morning the next day ,his company calls him and let's him know about an emergency that required him to be there as the boss. Hello sir there is a company here with a few vehicles and the director wants to talk to you,ok tell him I will be there in a second Derek says as he rushes to the bathroom to take a shower.Diana notices that Derek is a bit late and takes out the clothes he should wear and gets everything else ready for him.She starts the car ,polishes his shoes ,and gets food ready .As Derek leaves the bathroom and noticing that everything is ready he gets so happy hugs Diana and kisses her thank you so much Derek says as he puts on his clothes and puts on h

I will, I promise, Just give me some time please," she pleaded. "I don't have time and certainly you can't pay me back even if I give you a whole year or two, but there are other ways we can go about that," he smirked. "Since you can't pay me what you owe me, I own your life, all of you," he added. Kimberly's mouth flew open in shock. "What?" "Meet me at the club in an hour, same room," he said moving away from her and fixed his dark glasses back. "And a kind reminder, don't even think of running, it will be pointless, I have eyes on Josh and your mother in the hospital, don't dare."

throw anything together. I mean just because it's a charity event doesn't mean we shouldn't at least try to come up with a good theme. Don't you agree, Miss Kelp?" Beau started to shake, as he (Beau) thought, 'He disrespected her, he disrespected my wife. I'm trying to keep my cool but he's showing off in front of Marigold and it's making me angry. It's boiling my blood.' Fress said, "Oh Beau, please don't take anything I said to heart. We just need a good idea that will actually sell and that idea just seems like a last second thought." Beau said, "You know what you…." And Marigold interrupted Beau, saying, "Oh so the idea seems rushed like a last second thought? Well what do you suggest w

I put my hands into my pockets, watching him do his silly dance from a safe distance. ‘Who is the cool guy now?’ Moros’ growl vibrates from the walls, and Zenis looks around with a shocked expression. “What the fuck is this?” “Finally, an expression of yours that matches my taste,” I laugh, feeling my eyes pulsate as I allow Moros to take over just enough to control my subconscious realm. Sending a shockwave through the ground, my demon gets the earth to shake, making the General nearly lose his balance. “Let me show you my strength by tearing you apart.”

Dante turned back to me. He put both hands on my face and looked at me in the entrance hall light and I looked at him and his face was tired in the deep way and his jacket was dusty at the shoulder and the cut above his eyebrow from two weeks ago had a new companion cut beside it that was going to need looking at and his eyes were doing something completely unmanaged. "It is over," he said quietly. "I know," I said. "All of it," he said. "Everything." "I know," I said again.

Alora Well, this is fifty seven shades of fucked the hell up. I am standing back here at the back of the room, behind the podium where Killian is currently addressing his wolves. He's explaining that I'm his mate, and we have claimed each other. I almost choke on that, but I manage to hold it in.

Deep beneath the bustling Diamond District lay the "Under-Grid" bar, a hidden spot filled with booming bass and swirling violet mist. In this underground space saturated with the smell of ozone and shady data transactions, those known as the "Unregistered" bartered away their humanity for a chance at prolonging their fragile existence.