Durin Novels & Stories

"You don't drink it, I won't let you go." As I said before, there was no refusal. I stuffed the white pill into Aryo's mouth along with the mineral water on the table. The effect wasn't instant. I used to have it for the gig*lo who came over. Men who have their anuses pierced climax and limp more easily, I need a longer sensation. Men. That's why I have long-lasting drugs instead of stimulants meant for women. Waiting for a reaction, I tease Milly first. Don't forget, conquering opponents in bed is ingrained in the Wiratama family, directly proportional to getting rid of opponents in the business world.

Charlie mumbled while setting his spectacles on the bridge of his nose. "Fuck he needs us!" Leon muttered and next thing he was running back into his room. Eleanor has already changed into a summer dress and is now drying her hair. "Babe we are going out for breakfast and you only have two minutes." Muttering that sheepishly he walked into the restroom and hurriedly freshened up.

Silence stretched through the ruined dungeon, thick and suffocating. Dust swirled in the air, illuminated by the flickering blue flames still clinging stubbornly to the broken walls. Frederick coughed, shaking off the daze from the blast. He felt Astrid’s hands on him, her grip firm, grounding him. Derek was already helping Aria to her feet, scanning the room with sharp, calculating eyes. But all of them—all of them—turned their attention to Magnus.

The room fell silent as the girl glared at me. Rachel interrupted the awkward silence by suggesting a walk outside for some fresh air. I agreed and off we went. The rain has stopped and the sun had finally made an appearance. Birds were singing away in the trees and children were playing happily around us. I listened as Rachel explained the girl who was called Gina, had been an orphan from a pack that had been destroyed in a bad attack years ago. The old Alpha of this pack had allowed her to join this pack. She was only four years old and the only survivor.

Beep, beep, beep... Riley hit the snooze button on her phone. Five minutes later, the same annoying alarm sounded, and this time, she didn't ignore it. It was 6 A.M. and she knew she needed to shower and get ready for her breakfast date with Ethan. As she got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom, she heard her phone vibrate, so she ran over and grabbed it to see, "Good morning, beautiful. Meet me at the diner in town for 8?". She beamed and replied with a "heart emoji, see you then," text right back. She placed her phone back down and grabbed her towel, heading for the shower.

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

He felt even more vulnerable now that he couldn't move his feet and arms. Dillion looked bored again. He checked his watch, time was 1:21 AM. He looked at Durin. "Your time is ticking. I do not have time for chicanery and jiggery-pokery. I am running out of patience. You know what I want, I don't need to repeat myself. Tell me what it is I want to know."

I remain there alone for a long time, watching the only lamp that exists illuminate very little above my head, at this moment a woman enters the room, she has blood red hair, her skin is extremely white, almost transparent, her eyes are black, on the uniform she wears, a tricolor insignia makes up above her chest, a bird with open wings is what is drawn, she sits down opposite me and then begins to speak in a soft tone. ____________ Ayla Marin, Born on April 10, 2045 new age, daughter of Revans and Laura Marin, has two brothers, Luka and Bianca, sector 4, the military. - She talks about me and then I take a deep breath. ____________ It seems that everyone has decided to research my life late

Just then, Wilbur launched another kick at Duran's stomach. A loud thud rang through the air as Duran was once again sent flying. He spat out a large amount of blood before landing heavily on the ground, promptly falling unconscious. As he landed on the ground, a palm-sized token fell from his clothes and rolled to Wilbur's foot. Wilbur waved a hand, and the token flew into his grasp. It was a rather ancient-looking token. The token was completely black and covered with engravings of clouds, save for the blood-red sword in the middle of it.

The doctor then continues "sorry Luna, my name is doctor Kendra, I've checked you over and everything seems fine, you are healing very fast, well faster then I've ever seen to be honest" "What do you mean?" I ask "Well broken ribs usually take at least 24 hours and yours seem to be good as new and its been juuust" she looks at her watch "over am hour now, i took some bloods and everything seems fine, i dont know why you heal that quick, but you seem to be blessed, " "Thankyou doctor " "Your welcome, now you should be free to go home whenever you want, just take it easy for a while" "Ok"