Dylan O'brien Novels & Stories

Dylan's POV I frowned in impatience as I watched the stack of unsigned contracts on my table, they are the names of new models that have been hired. Ouch, let me introduce myself, my name is Dylan Sabastine. My father was an Alpha before his death and I am supposed to be the next Alpha but I couldn't lead the red moon pack with the death of my father still hunting me.

Chelsea and Derek were also illuminated in the spotlight. Dylan smiled and stood up, gesturing towards everybody. There was a tremendous ovation of applauses as he gestured. Dylan chuckled to himself. Even those who wanted him dead were obviously clapping as well. He smiled and blew kisses as the applause died down. "As most of you are already aware, I'm Dylan Cross. I'm a businessman and I've managed to establish a couple of businesses here in Miami and in other parts of Florida as well. I'm very honoured to be with you all today" he said.

Osborne asked, they’d both seemed to forget I was still there. “Recently she went through an ordeal,” Dylan answered. “The doctor says she has partial amnesia.” “What the fuck,” Osborne muttered. Dylan nodded again, then looked back at me. “First, do me the honor of letting me teach him a lesson myself,” he said, head bowed in that polite, dangerous way. Osborne agreed. “I’ll be going back to my family now. Thank you, old friend.” Osborne spared me a last devilish glance and walked off. Dylan’s voice snapped an order as he reached his car: “Get that idiot in my car.” he barked, now I wished they would just kill me off.

Lisa pov.. I sat there, watching Drake as he continued to drink, as if I wasn't even in front of him. "So, do you accept my deal?" I asked him. He stopped drinking and stared at me. "I really don't understand what you're trying to say. You want me to do the same process as before? At first, it was easy, but now I think it will be difficult. Dean will never let me go near his Luna, and whatever you're planning, it won't work this time."

Call me when you are ready <3 Who the fuck was Dylan and what did he do to Dove?

“Did Dre text you back?” “Is he going to let us take him out?” “No, Jay, he has finals.He can’t get drunk.” “Stop being a buzzkill, Bryan it’s fine!” “He’s been down in the dumps, he needs this!” “Did he tell you that? really?” “Yeah.. he texted Austin and me—“ Dylan is not eavesdropping….he’s not…but these guys clearly know something and now that Dylan has confirmed something is wrong his knee bounces uncontrollably.

By his side was an elegantly dressed Dylan with a kind face and a camera slung over his shoulder ready to document the visit properly. Just then, Brian strode into the foyer, car keys jingling in his hand. His eyes swept over the assembled group, his wife, beaming, his father-in-law, positively glowing, the twins, ready for an adventure, and now, Dylan a volunteered personal photographer. A laugh of pure, unburdened joy escaped him. "Good afternoon, Mr. Obed," he greeted him happily. Dylan tapped his shoulder and responded, "Good afternoon, Son. You are doing well," he said looking at the twins.

Maybe even Dylan as well since his lips were clipped tightly. What the fuck is this? ******

◇NO POV◇ don got his mother's love back, dhiren forgiven his mom ang gave his love to her again, everyone are happy with their families, except one person, it is liam, he is acting strange from so many days days passing like minutes, Dylan trying to lead his life happily, but still he knows that he can love only srinithi in his life when he met her again finally, he became so happy like a child who got his long lost toy dylan didn't went near any girl but he returned to his dark life, fights and bad boy type, he lives in intoxicated state as he thinks only it can help him from coming out of srinithi's love as usual he got into fight with few people, he got injuries heavily this time, it was

“He’s coming for what he thinks he owns. While he might not want to kill me, he wants to claim me and that is going to be a punishment worse than death in my eyes. He will stop at nothing until he gets what he wants and that is why we are going to end this with blood. There is no other option.” Before I could answer, a sound split the cold air, a lone voice amplified by power, distant but unmistakable. Darius’s. “Liam!” The voice rolled across the snow, sharp and mocking. “You’ve taken what’s mine again! You’ve hidden behind your walls, your warriors, your Luna. But you can’t hide her from me forever! I will get her because she is mine. I want this claim on her. I have wanted this claim on h