Eric Dane Novels & Stories

"Nope! I just heard it from Daryl's girlfriend." "And who was this girlfriend you're referring to?" he asked, his chest pounding with anxiety. Danica pondered for a moment. "Uh, I think her name was… I forgot her name!" "Was it Jenna, Erin Villaverde's cousin?" "Oh, yeah! That's her! That's Daryl's girlfriend!"

Ryden asked him. “He’s one of my father’s major investors. Arakiel Damon.” “Well, fuck.” “Even the name suits him,” Theia grunted. Nora scrolled on her phone and showed us a picture of men attending a major event, including his father. She zoomed it to the man in his fifties with salt and pepper hair. “That’s him.” “Not the same person I saw. Dane, do you know this guy?” I showed him Arakiel’s old face.

She handles herself magnificently. "Hi guys." Danae says, coyly. "I'm Danae." She's wearing a sexy cheerleader outfit that makes the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders look dull. Her top is similar to theirs, tied together between her tits, covering her arms and leaving her entire torso bare. Instead of shorts, she's wearing a micro mini skirt, with nothing under it. Whoops and hollers fill the locker room, as the guys take in her bouncing tits and her bare ass, as she twirls once around for them.

This guy is around 6’3-’4, because I was 5’9. “I am calling up your boss and he is going to fire your ass right now, the nerve you have of coming here and talkin-” I yell at him with a thunderous voice but he cuts me off. “Just call him, I don’t have much time.” He says arrogantly with a smirk plastered across his face. I was taken off guard with his sudden change in demeanour. What the hell happened to the sweet innocent guy? I quickly made a call and Charles picked it up in one ring, because he knew how impatient I was, “Hello Danika dear, what pleas-“

I only had one time to do this, or I would fail everyone. I took a moment to gather myself before I opened the door. “Let’s go before I change my mind. That son of bitch chose an open public restaurant to his advantage. “Shit.” “What is it?” “I don’t know what he looks like.” “Fuck.” “If you see a smug curly hair son of a bitch in his forties, then that’s him,” Dane said to our line. “He has a wife named Elaine and a daughter named Savanna.” “Is your team ready?”

For them. They were coming through faster now. The lost. The murdered. The forgotten. Spirits with unfinished hunger. Some whispered. Some screamed. Some laughed as they rose. Allowed them to rise, to stand, to come back for what they wanted to come back to. To get what they wanted and what they deserved. But one was silent. Always silent. Dorian. Sienna’s father. The man that I believed, I loved. He had been dead for years. Not hidden. Not erased. Just gone, peacefully, stubbornly, still.

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

Adrian Danegan would never be a damaged girl like me. What was he really up to?

I gently pushed the door open to see a figure, a familiar figure, staring deep into my eyes, as I froze on the spot. "Hi Erica," Damian said with a glass of wine in his hand, and a white shirt partly unbuttoned.

Donatello didn’t say a word as he looked at the four of us. “You knew of this, didn’t you?” Ariana asked her son. Donatello didn’t respond, and nodding, Ariana looked at Katerina “you two are going to make the biggest mistake of your life. Domenico is not like the other elders that you fought, and you two are not Lycans who can fight him back the way he does…”