Dxd Novels & Stories

Cricket “Christina, where are you?” the creepy voice echoed through the house. I turned the gun’s safety switch to off. “I’m sorry,” he continued. “Your friends call you Cricket, don’t they? Well then, I’m gonna call you that, because you and I are gonna be really good friends.” Where the hell is Minus?

I can feel my face heat up red as they nod and turn off a machine or two. “ Thank you Madam Charlotte, would you like to see what we were going to do? He does need surgery because he’s left kidney is damaged and it looks like his knee bone is broken” the doctor explained to me as Creed walks over to me with a chair so I can sit down. “ Can you fix it? I mean can you help him?” I asked pulling my legs to my chest

Alexandro sat in the war chamber, maps spread across the stone table, his fingers brushing over the routes marked in red ink. His mind wasn’t there—not with the territory, not with the soldiers or strategy. It was with Serena. It had been too many days since she vanished, and with every passing minute, the silence was eating away at him. He hadn’t slept properly, barely eaten. Ravik, his wolf, growled in frustration inside his mind constantly. The mate bond was strong—it was burning. But without direction, without answers, Alexandro was going mad.

I mind-link just my father. “I knew she was in danger. Thank you, son. I’m in the middle of it, your mom is with me” my dad pants. He sounds badly injured. I rush towards him and my mom, taking down as many of the bastards as I can. Maddox’s coat is painted with blood. I am about 200 yards away when I spot my parents. My dad’s back was turned to fight off another wolf, he is badly injured, his left hind leg is broken and his side is bleeding badly. My mom also has a big side wound, and she had a big gash on her face, but she is not bleeding as badly. Maddox pushes forward even faster to get to them. I am so focused on getting to them that I don’t see the large greyish wolf approaching them.

I really needed to buy a new house close to home . I waited for Ellie and I must have dosed off because I was woken up by the sound of my phone vibrating. I got off the couch and reached for it on the kitchen counter , and answered it. "Blackwell." " Max thank goodness its Sandra." "What do you want; and how did you get my numbers ." " I am trying to track down Dexter . He had a fallout with his parents and he hasn't taken his medication." " Medication for what now ?" " He has IED. The argument they had was about a picture of you and Eleanor kissing."

I asked as she slowly moved to the door. “The mind is a tricky organ. My Zio Damon and cousin Alexander are healers by gift and have studied medicine to be the best doctors in our pack. And even they will admit the way the mind functions is hard to predict and truly understand.” She explained, pushing the door open further for the three of us to walk through. “Add in that this is because of evil magic, and you find yourself in a situation where there are many variables and no true constants.” Katrina sighed. “Now, where are we?” She frowned as we stepped out into a forest.

Up in the observation gallery, the gathered pack members and district VIPs erupted into aggressive, expected applause. A handler rushed onto the mat and offered me a clean white towel. "Thank you," I said flatly. "That was fast," Dax transmitted through the mind-link. I looked toward the outer ring. Dax leaned casually against the steel barricade. He pushed a wave of absolute lack of surprise through our connection. "He left his entire right side open," I sent back. "You broke three ribs," Dax observed. "He is going to be in the medical wing for a month."

He ran that thought by the doctors and they somewhat agreed with that scenario but were not certain. It had been a month and a half and still no progress with Symphony. Alexander was getting more frustrated with every passing day. He had let Dax out more times in the last month than he had since he was a child. Dax wanted to rip all the doctors head off when they said that there was no change in Symphony. Whatever happened to her she was trapped in her own body and would have to work through it on her own, the doctors told him. He wanted to strangle them.

Madison was ready to listen to everything. “I confronted Damien yesterday and it almost killed him" I dropped the first tension. “Speak clearly! What do you mean?" Madison was itching really bad to hear everything. “Damien has an anxiety disorder, claustrophobia. I triggered it and it was really bad”. Madison felt pity and nodded for me to continue. "We talked about everything and I was guilty, I apologized before he passed out. After he gained consciousness, he became a lover boy Maddie “ I blushed as memories of the last night flashed through.

Why would he do that? DRD... is a bad part of the medicinal industry which I hate. That and narcotics. DRD stops your inhibitions. You won't be able to resist anything. That's why bad people use it to rape girls... they mix it in drinks and then girls can't resist them or fight them. They become more compliant... and once the effect ends girls don't remember what happened during that time at all.