Dxd Novels & Stories

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Poppy and I simultaneously leaned forward to put our coffee mugs down on the thick wooden coffee table in front of us. Both Alpha Brock and Beta Pete looked as if they could do with more than just a coffee themselves. Their barely aging faces looked stony and cold, beyond annoyed, frustrated to fuck and just plain old fed up.

I whined Tugging back at his grip my feet slip from underneath me and I fall “ stop being difficult.” He growled picking me up throwing me over his shoulder “ NOOOO I DONT WANT TO DIE!!” I cried He took me to a room that smelled like bleach and fire Putting me down I ran for the door only to get stopped by a huge man. Bigger than Luca he’s like a skyscraper with muscles. Holding me tightly Dallas walks up and jabs something in my back!

" Fuck, " I growled hitting the wall making sure not to break it. " Is there anything I can do for you Mr. Damian? " one of the brunnete submissives whose name I couldn't be bothered to know begged. I knew all she wanted was sex with me and her pathetic ass wasn't going to get it. I was pissed, not horny.

Elliott I burst in through the emergency room, continuous tears rolling down my cheeks. I walk up to the nurses station and choke, hysterical, "My daughter, she's three years old...her daycare called me..." Before I could finish, paramedics were rushing her in from the ambulance dock. "Macy Adams, three years old, suffering severe asthma. Asthma inhaler ran out at the daycare," a female medic says to a female doctor. "Macy," I choke in sobs, running alongside them and take her small hand in mine. "Daddy's here Mace."

XADEN Dax, my private investigator stammered, "Y-yes, Alpha Xaden. I'll try." "Try? You'd better do more than try. You’d deliver!" I squeezed the phone so hard it creaked, the plastic digging into my flesh. I kept squeezing, crushing the phone in my hand, the device shattering into pieces. I smashed what was left of it against the wall, the remains flying across the room. I would stop at nothing to get what I needed. Nothing.

“My long, sad life comes to an end.” “What’s that smell?” Xavier staggered and fell, a sense of dread creeping over him. “Burnt Nexorfin,” came the chilling reply, the air thick with its noxious fumes, making it difficult to breathe. “What?” Xavier gasped, his vision blurring. “You’re really weak, you’ve lost all sense. You didn’t even realize it until it spread this much,” Derrick muttered, his voice tinged with regret. “You feel terrible, right? The Venomixadone

"This isn't good at all" "What is it, Dwayne?" Dad leans over the Doc's shoulder. Dwayne looks up at him, then back to the screen. He holds it out so I can see and Rick and Ryan who are behind me. It's a normal X-ray, showing Cecily's ribs and spine. " "You see these dark lines here, at the top of her spine?" he points with his pinkie. I lean closer and I can see a small black splodge, with dark lines latched to her spine. "They shouldn't be there"

“ Boss , why don’t we relax a little and you tell me what you have on your mind ? “ said Derrick . “ What do you mean , what I have in mind ? “ said Damian . “ You have been spacing out as soon as you came from the Landar company . I have never seen you like this before . “ said Derrick . “ How have you not seen me before ? “ asked Damian . “ You spacing out is weird enough four me too suspect there’s something wrong with you boss . “ said Derrick . “ I…..I…..wasn’t spacing out . “ said Damian with an annoyed look on his face . “ Tell me , I am all ears boss . One thing that I know for sure is that it has do do with Antonio . “ said Derrick . Damian looked at him confused how he could know b

It sizzled, rejecting the offering like spit on a hot spider. "Damn it!" Vida screamed, sweeping a stack of crystals off the table. They shattered on the floor. "It won't take the blood! It's locked!" "Then unlock it," Daxon growled from the fireplace. He was leaning against the mantle, nursing a tumbler of bourbon that he was refilling for the third time in an hour. His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing the angry red scar of the blood rune on his chest. He looked like a man holding onto sanity by his fingernails.