Dwayne Johnson Novels & Stories

Farrah didn’t hesitate to follow, curiously looking at the person inside the room. It was a man, shirtless, with an outstanding figure. He was holding hefty dumbbells with both hands. In Farrah’s estimate, this dumbbell probably weighs gigantic. The man finally noticed Twilight and Farrah. With a distorted face, he screeched. “What the h*ck is your problem, old hag? Not even knocking! And who the hell is this woman?” Sadly, it didn't affect Twilight even when called an Old Hag. She just tilted her chin and said to Farrah, “Dr. Lee, the sharp-shooter of the team, Patrick.”

(ARIELLE’S POV) I froze, locking on the figure heading toward us. It was Dwayne, looking effortlessly sharp in casual black that showed off his lean, athletic build. In his hand was a leash attached to a big German shepherd, the dog pacing beside him. Dwayne wore a huge, carefree smile, like nothing had happened last night. I couldn't help the feeling of unease that enveloped me. Big Joe cleared his throat, cutting through the silence. "I’m leaving now." With a slight bow, he turned and walked off.

It's no wonder that who shall not be named left and didn’t want to take over the family business he even changed his name entirely breaking all strings attached to Isla Martago. And right now I wish I could do the same. But leaving isn't an option for me, not When Dwayne knows my every waking move. "You've been doing these last few years of being under my wing," Dwayne said, standing from desk. His tall broad stature covers half the window behind him from the look of his shadow you'd be terrified. "I'm willing to give you the two weeks with Sierra," He lit his cigar and took a drag, the smokes so thick you cut it with a knife.

Why the little shits will pay for not informing us before hand of this, and why the fuck was she coming from the dungeons in the first place? We have finally found our mate and she was gorgeous, her head was down and all I could see was her black hair and a figure that would have any man on his knees begging for her attention. I wanted her to look up so I cleared my throat to try and get her attention, but she only looked to her left and not at us. I felt Owen come and stand next to me, "Finally the two of you joined us, was starting to think you enjoyed staying down there" he spoke to our brothers but his eyes was on her the whole time, the stoic expression back in place. Raven chuckled and

Elena and Kevin wished her a happy birthday courteously and gave her the gifts they brought. “Thank you.” Fiona accepted them stoically and leaned into the arms of a young man in a suit with a groveling look on her face. “Nice to see you, Jordan,” Elena and Kevin quickly said with their heads lowered. They were being respectful because Jordan Hayes was the only son of the owner of Dynasty Club, Waylon Hayes. Waylon was also known as the Dapper Devil. He was known for being ruthless. Even the top influential families in Rochester would not offend him easily.

The sight has my legs clenching. He's the exact balance between having too little muscles or having too much. It's not like Dwayne the Rock Johnson, which in my taste is too much. It's more like a tad bit more than Channing Tatum. Fuck how the hell did Jake manage to end up this hot? Seriously I've never seen a hotter guy before. His pants hang really low, showing the perfect V-shape at the bottom of his abs. Gosh, I need to stop staring at him, otherwise I might just jump at him. Averting my gaze, I clear my throat. "Aren't you too cold?"

“Hey, I don’t just listen to eighties music. My dad made me watch all the old shows as a kid. He has a whole library of eighties paraphernalia. That’s how I got hooked.” John yawned again. “Honey, we need to rest.” “Aren’t there four of you on the team? I’ve only caught a glimpse of that other serious dude. The one with the goatee.” “That’s Dave, known as Donnie in the field. We’re all proficient in martial arts but Donnie takes it to another level. Because of his combat skills, he’s named after Donnie Yen Chi-tan—an actor and multiple-time world wushu tournament champion. Dave is our analyst.”

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he questioned as I wiped the blood from my lips. "WIFE, STAY AWAY FROM HIM!!" Dwayne yelled, "I'm so tired, am I the only one who's angry here?" Dwayne came us and grabbed Ven's arm. Tss, when are you going to arrive? father I'll kidnap his wife -,- I stood up after lying down. I started walking, but Dwayne interrupted me. "Her boyfriend's name is Dave Lee, and he's the owner of the winery in Spain," Luke explained with a smirk, "and I already know what he plans to do with Mallory's current b-boyfriend.""No need, Dwayne; I've got this," he shrugged.

TJ became a good friendly replacement for Dwayne, who cut himself off from us a bit. Dwayne was a bit more supportive of Debby and didn't want to hurt her further by doing anything to TJ. I really understood that and TJ understood it too. But TJ was always available for funny messages and short calls and really enriched my life.