Douma Novels & Stories

A way of keeping girls in line with the threat of being used sexually? “I’m sorry.” Domenico removed his gun and stuffed it back in his waistband before standing. “Get him cleaned up and back to Jax.” “Be grateful la Bestia granted you mercy,” Marco said to the slug. My brow scrunched at the name—the Beast. It was fitting. Once again, the slug’s eyes widened and snapped to Domenico. He immediately turned onto his knees, bowing in front of Domenico, arms outstretched on the floor, his head down.

Aranjo grows up to be a good-natured spoiled girl. After getting tired, Aranjo hugged the raging goose and said, "I'm sorry! I'm just kidding!" Instantly, the goose calmed down and jumped away leaving him. Aranjo knows he has a very powerful seduction ability. His every wish and apology will always be granted. Aranjo, feels very lucky. "What is it, Mom?" Aranjo asked Mrs. Ji. "Tomorrow is your 15th birthday! Quickly go to your lady's tavern and buy flour! Mom will bake a cake for you tomorrow!" The mother said

Kenton. A very naked Kenton. 'Mate,' my wolf yaps excitedly. 'Our mate is here! He came to find us.' "Amaris," he says, his deep voice doing funny things to my insides. I nod my head, indicating that I understand him. He smiles widely and steps forward, kneeling to pet behind her ears, "You are so incredible, Amaris," he murmurs, burrowing his face into her neck, inhaling deeply, taking her scent into his lungs. "Can you shift back?"

Her phone fell from her hand and she held her head tightly The pain became unbearable with every second that passed "Arggh..Dad" She screamed in pain and Gabriel quickly ran to her room "What's wrong Jasmine? Look at me" Gabriel asked fearfully " It's hurts dad" she cried "Where?" Gabriel asked " Moleukesseoyo { I don't know} she replied "Let's get you to the hospital" Gabriel said fearfully "Dad,,, I..she couldn't complete her statement when she lost consciousness . . TBC

But as soon as I made the move, I could hear his steps retreating backwards hurriedly which was quite alarming. “Till we see again Dellarosa” He said and at the snap of the finger he was gone, and in that instant the lights came on. Then an unfamiliar scent hit my nostrils. It was a strong Cologne, a cocktail of cedarwood and Jasmine but nothing like Fabri's. I didn't need to stay a whole year with Fabri to know that he stuck to a particular scent. “Dellarosa” Fabri never called me by my surname, so definitely whoever I'd just spoken to wasn't Fabri. If that wasn't Fabri, who was it and where the hell was Fabri?

Finally sated after Krista sucked him off, they languished on the bed, falling asleep, only awakening when Jaaja woke them to tell them that dinner would be ready in 20 minutes, her face impassive at the sight of the three of them entwined on the bed. Showering and pulling on T-shirts and shorts, they went down to find a scrumptious meal waiting for them and an open bottle of a French white Burgundy on the table. "This is domoda, a Mandinka dish made with concentrated peanut paste, fish seasoned with salt, onion, fresh tomatoes, potatoes, carrots, cabbage, water, tomato paste, lemon juice, soup stock, and white rice. Domo means eating and Da is the word for a stew pot," Jaaja explained, indi

, Lena said to Dawn, a couple of hours later, pushing away the file she’d been skimming through “all these words are starting to blur together” “Theres no need”, Dawn said looking up from the page she had been reading “I know where Mathew Drummond is buried”. “Where?” Lena asked, leaning over to read the paper. “’Ravenhill Cemetery’”, Dawn read aloud “’In a grave marked with his initials MD’”. “That’s it?” Lena questioned “there aren’t any other markings or writing on it?” “I’m afraid not”, Dawn answered. She looked up at her friend “you didn’t think it was going to be easy, did you?” she teased.

The flight from Beelzanborg to Frinwood didn’t take nearly as long as it had taken to get back to the dragons’ lair, and this time, as Nya rode on Slate’s back, her thoughts were of seeing her family again. While she still harbored some ill feelings toward her father for not being completely honest with her about the Dragon Moon Festival, she did look forward to seeing her mother and her sister.

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Joey says to me and I answer with a sharp nod before digging into the sweet-smelling food. A few minutes into the meal, I try to make conversation, “What part of Zorah are you guys from? I don’t know much about the geography of the place but I’d still like to know.” Thea answers first, as usual, “Well I’m from Corva, the trade capital, and so is West.” “I’m from Doran, a small, quiet place. And you?” Joey asks. “My mom’s from Orion so I guess I can say I’m from there too.” I answer.