Eric Dane Novels & Stories

dispensary in Florida. And I’m a cop.” I took and deep breath and laughed while shrugging my shoulders. He chuckled and I swore I saw tears forming in his eyes. He sniffed and wiped at his nose, “My name is Thorn. Thorn was written on a piece of paper and pinned to my clothes at the hospital I was left in. My adopted parents kept it. I grew up a only child and played football. I have been a blue collar guy most of my life. I move states every year and enjoy drinking more than I should-“ a loud bang sounded from the end of the barn and Thorn and I both jumped up and the room felt colder as Maxine and Eddie walked in. Great. Now I gotta deal with this evil bitch all over again. She was wearin

I protested, the knot of frustration in my stomach dulling any sense of appetite. "Please bring mac and cheese and banana pudding," Deirk requested anyway, knowing those were my favorites. Then, pulling me closer, Deirk sought to understand my reluctance to speak with Dane. "Because he broke his promise. He said he'd be back every few days, and now, two weeks later, we get a call. That's it?" Deirk tried to offer some perspective. "He's on the East Coast. Getting here isn't easy for him right now. He wants to be here, trust me."

Dane didn't know when his heart will ever get used to hearing Lorraine's heartfelt words without melting like a puddle. "It's nice finally meeting you, Serena." Dane said, walking closer to shake the woman's hand. "Likewise." Serena was barely able to make her throat work because her voice came out hoarse. Considering how many times she'd heard the name 'Dane', she had come to picture him in her mind to be a forty-five to fifty years old man, with beards all over his face and a potbelly to match. The man standing in front of her wasn't a thousand miles near that description. He ranged from twenty-nine to thirty-one years old, very handsome and well-built.

Blake said, pondering the situation, and saw an opportunity to visit Daren West to see how his training is progressing. Facing Blake when he hung up with Jake was the head of the Carlson family. True to his word, he arrived with three people with him. A woman the same age as Claire, Julia Carlson, and a middle-aged man who slumped when standing, Kevin Carlson. You could tell he had no self-esteem for himself, and standing beside him was a middle-aged woman who looked like she had the arrogance that could concur the world holding her head high, Daria Carlson, Dwayne Carlson’s daughter.

Alan leaned toward me and lowered his voice. “That’s Dave’s father,” he said quietly. I blinked. “Dave? Annoying Dave?” He nodded once. “Yeah. That Dave. This man right here... he’s the only child of my late great aunt.” I frowned slightly. “Who is he?” Alan’s voice dropped even lower, serious now. “That's Eric Damon,” he said. “The billionaire businessman. He is the CEO of Damon Enterprises.”

She fired back, and that was when Daren realized he had met the wrong girl. Her words felt like another slap on his face as his cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. "I am Daren, the son of Mr. Richard, owner of the Red Dove Wine Company, if you don't know. Your dumb head should know what that means. Even if you saved my life, it doesn't give you the right to talk back at me!" Daren fumed, expecting to see her cower in fear after he introduced himself, but he was disappointed as she only snickered, walking away.

Dane took his eyes from Crystal and rolled it at Ericka's. ‘Don't blame me for whatever happens. You brought him without my consent’ he replied hastily. She wanted to retort, but the entrance of the waitresses stopped her. Thier's meals were ordered and were brought sooner than expected. Ericka, again, tried to start a conversation with them. “Hey Crystal, guess what? Dane's a big fan of football just like you” Ericka said enthusiastically. “Uh… that's outstanding. I'm a massive fan of Manchester City. What about you?” Crystal said, smilingly.

He may be a werebear but he hates the mistreatment of others. "How do you mean? Like the people are dying or the land is dying?" I ask him. "Both.." He says looking back at me. Dane is a brick wall of a bear. He stands 6 feet 8 inches. Raven black hair, bright green eyes. A total knockout. But my bestfriend. Almost like my big brother. Only except I can kick his ass.

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

"She works at Sephora as a manger and lives with her best friend name Mimi Jackson who works as an assistant to a one Mr Decker of Decker construction and has a three years old daughter by name Nora Ariel Morganza. " Douglas closed the file and looked st his boss who was relaxing in his seat with his eyes closed. "So this is the woman who conquered the great David Gandy......... Not bad. " He thought looking at his boss. The door of the jet opened breaking their reverie and David stood up and out if the jet into the SUV waiting for him. "To Oaks Apartment. " He commanded and the driver nodded and drove out of the airport. "Am coming my love........ We have a lot to talked about. " He thought