Douluo Dalu Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Yes. He is Xaulfur, the demon-obsessed. I’m Daymion, the Alpha.” “Then you both might have a few likenesses that make people think you are him.” I say it as if I am certain even when I somehow doubt myself. I have an absurd feeling that this younger brother is a psycho, lowlife scholar who spends most of his lifetime in libraries and local museums, or even shrines. “We have separate fathers, and…” the old man chuckles as his head drops, the very first time to see and hear him laugh. “I am much older. We are not alike in any way even. He might be the opposite of me.”

Alex asks to switch the attention away from him. "I'm a daddy as you can see," I say pointing toward my sleeping baby in my arms. "I'm a Dom, hardcore BDSM but I do love a bit of a fight," Dante says and lick his lips. Making Alex blush again. "I'm a Dom, I'm nice unlike some people," she says eyeing Dante "Don't believe her" Dante says laughing "when she wants she can be a creature of hell" "You guys together?" he ask Dante and Ellie and things just got a lot better.

Long Chen's words seemed to be joking, but his two brothers looked at each other before looking back at Long Chen. "Hey, what I said is true, right?" Long Chen asked again, feeling that his words were correct after seeing the behavior of Tian We and Lang Fe. Both nodded at Long Chen, agreeing that Long Chen's words were true. At that moment, Long Chen tapped his forehead with a feeling of helplessness. Who would have thought that Du Li, that foolish man, would actually fall in love with a woman? And that woman was none other than the eldest daughter of the sect master, Hua Huang'er.

After a long meaningful contemplation, I moistened my lower lip with aggravation. “Ma, you’re wrong. This guy is fooling you, we’re strangers,” I pointed at him- this time was with frustration, “He’s Luke’s boss, Ma.” I was aware mom’s eyes had become blurred with the passage of time so it was understandable that she wouldn’t be able to recognize Dalvin. Anyhow, I don’t get it at all. Mom approached me, her expression remained the same despite what I had revealed. “I understand, dear. You have my blessings,” she tenderly held my hands, “I give you my full blessings.”

Dahlia's POV Lola takes her drink for a sip, her eyes landing on the glass like it suddenly grows so interesting that it catches her full attention. But her ears are burning red. "I never had anyone before, and it has never been a problem." Alpha Damon grunts in frustration, ignoring the man's suggestion altogether. I literally watch embarrassment replace the anticipation on Lola's face. "That's because you are showing a good attitude with your mate-hunting visits! Which you stopped!" The guy huffs, also in frustration.

He is unstoppable acquiring the precious stone of the world. Dahlia Ofemia’s is a simple woman with dreams to be a famous writer, influenced to write by his Grandpa who adopt her and the owner of a humble Milktea Shop. Her Grandpa loves to tell the story about the lonely dragon prince, and Dahlia decides to give a shot to write after her grandpa’s fictional idea. One night the moon is full while walking in the rush hours street, an accident is about to happened, if the dragon prince unwillingly to save her. After a thousand years, it is the first time the lips of the dragon prince touched human lips.

Davidson said in disappointment. "You watched me nurse a bottle of rum as I say my last words to Alita" Lu said in defense "I am not really drunk!" He added with a weird smile. "Alita is not dead" Davidson said through clenched teeth "You are making me sick with your horrible obsession for this girl" He yelled. "I don't like that" Lu said. He stared blankly to the air before a small smile appeared on his face "I just feel like she belongs to me"

“ We’re mate Delaury and though I’m still the alpha, I need a Luna, and my Luna isn’t even speaking to me,” “the Luna you didn’t believe in” “ we’ve talked about this Delaury, I was confused,” “ well? You watched him chain me up and lied, why would it even cross your mind that I’d kill your best friend? Or even my best friend’s mate?” “ Delaury,” he stepped forward. My heart did the stupid flip thing, and I knew if he touched me at that moment, I would cave in. “ Don’t come closer “

Dylan lowers himself beside me, his eyes taking on a darker shade, indicating that he is connecting with someone, possibly through a mind link. After the connection ends, he clears his throat, preparing to address me. "For the next few days, you shall be confined within the wretched depths of the dungeon." Horror floods my being, and my eyes widen at the ghastly fate that awaits me. Having experienced the dungeons a few times before, I know the abysmal conditions within — its darkness is suffocating, and the guards exhibit a complete lack of mercy. Preparing to depart, Dylan rises to his feet, but before leaving, he turns his gaze towards me. His expression is devoid of any sympathy or remor

Dahlia’s POV: Tatum held me gently and softly as he led me into the woods. He said he wanted to show me something. So I shrugged and let him take me there. Where we are going I had no idea, but I trusted him. He’s my mate, after all. My wolf purred feeling his body close, his scent, his fingers intertwined with mine. My wolf especially loved his scent. The more he got close, the more she purred and my body burned with desire, a need.