Ender Darling Novels & Stories

When she pushed her leg against Delbert, it had definitely been more than three seconds! And what did he mean by "cute and soft little hamster"? She wasn't small at all, let alone like a hamster! With a hint of playful threat in her eyes as she looked at Delbert, Harriet responded with dissatisfaction, "I'm not a little hamster. Tell me quickly, how did you notice that small stone with the jewel?" When Delbert saw his woman looking stubborn and cute, his eyes flashed with cunning. He raised his eyebrows, slightly lowered his head, and said to Harriet's eyes filled with playfulness, "Call me 'darling,' and I'll tell you."

I did not know whether or not to like it, but I knew that since she was injured I should not be overreacting. Delilah turned to me, her eyes scanning me like she was trying to memorize every detail. Then she gave a soft nod. “It’s a pleasure to meet you… you must be Damon’s…” “My mate,” Damon said firmly, stepping beside me, his hand grazing the small of my back as he looked directly at Delilah. “The mother of my child and my woman, my pride and my glory.”

Ariel said. "I still don't believe that," Elora mumbled. "It's time to go in," Arden said. "Your ladies will be..." Some ladies showed up. They were about six. "They are here already. They would be your ladies in waiting." "Hi," Valerie waved at them. They did not wave back; they only bowed. Elora recognized one as the daughter of the northern hemisphere Waterfall Alpha; she had met her twice and they had spent quality time together during those times.

she whispered and I smiled. “Well after a certain jewel got missing in our home last night, I connected the dots together and made my own little research as you can see there”. “Now should we talk about your other identity? Darana of the Twilight Rose trio, or should I say the mistress of seduction and deception as people like to call you?”. I watched as the color drained from her cheeks and my smile widened. Backing people into a corner was one thing I enjoyed doing.

SHARON’S POV The nursery smelled like warm milk and cedar. Sunlight slanted through the tall windows, turning the rug into a golden pool where Daemon and Daenerys lay on their stomachs, their chubby arms reaching for the same wooden wolf Morris had carved last winter. They babbled at each other in that secret twin language only they understood, their tiny fingers brushing, then tangling, then pulling apart with delighted squeals.

Instead, when she'd seen the tall, well-proportioned, pointy-eared elf with a gentle temperament—Elwin Duskwood—she'd grabbed his hand and refused to let go no matter what. Charlotte was obsessed with handsome men. She'd been attracted by Elwin at first glance and chose to follow him without hesitation. In our previous life, in order to prevent me from challenging her for Elwin, she'd said to me with all seriousness, "You're taller than me, Minnie. That wolfman looks like a better match for you in terms of stature. He'll take good care of you." After our reincarnation, she switched up her lines. "I've never seen such a handsome man, Minnie. This pointy-eared man must be one of the elves of l

It is the white pup I lost over a winter ago! Darling had been a survival gift from my only true pack brother, Adah Norris, who had brought the little runt from a small rogue settlement in the mountains. When Darling first arrived, he was just a tiny, fluffy bundle of fur, and I had raised him with total care inside the Shadow Den, sharing every piece of meat I could find. We were inseparable until Amara, eaten up with pure jealousy, threw Darling into a truck and dumped him deep in the dangerous wild zones. I had howled my eyes out for weeks over the loss.

In moments seven faces stared at her, studying her with curiosity or dispassion, depending on the Elder. It was all she could do not to claw her way up the back of her chair and escape. The most ancient of faces, a man with a white beard and the dignified essence of Sean Connery, looked at Fallon. “Good morning, my lord. Felicitations on your latest mission. I trust all goes smoothly?” Fallon inclined his head. “As can be expected, Elder Azion.” He glanced at Rain. “This is Rain Lilly Zephyr Miller, daughter of the late Rian Miller.”

"You had a non-dragon mate that you rejected, didn't you?" Fafnir let out an aroused sounding moan, and hearing it coming through the phone was a little more than disturbing to say the least. "Oh boy did I ever. Scarlett. She was the fire fairy princess of our hemisphere. Drop dead gorgeous, curves like you wouldn't believe, long wavy blood red hair, sparkling orange eyes, the heart of a saint with the level of crazy that could keep a man happy in bed until his dying breath." "What ever happened between the two of you?"

Framed in the doorway, swathed in a fox-fur coat that likely cost more than the entire security system they’d been reviewing, stood Darling Sinclair. She lowered her oversized sunglasses, violet eyes sweeping over the scene of destruction: disheveled women, ashen-faced Grants, furious Clarisse, and the coolly defiant Julian — who widened his eyes in surprise. Megastar Darling Sinclair. Old Grandpa Sinclair’s favorite child. Vincent’s aunt. A slow, dazzling, utterly inappropriate smile spread across her face. “Why do you all look like a basket of suffocating fish?” She lifted her shoulders in a careless shrug.