Eric Dane Novels & Stories

They were to stay there and await their sentencing. Today was a day for mourning. We were to honour the warriors who lost their lives. We got dressed in all black. Erik wore a black button-up and dressed in pants. I wore a black lace dress. I pulled my hair up into a bun. "I see you too got up to some fun this morning." Drake laughed as he stood in our doorway. He wore a similar black button-up as Erik and black pants. His blonde hair is short, compared to the last time I saw him.

Aiden's father asked his mother. "Yes, if you do." They may love each other or care for each other, but she was still a breeder and so still referred to her owner for everything. "Okay, what would you like to know Luna Kate?" "Your names would be a nice start." I joked. "I am so sorry." Alpha Reed said. "Bad Manners. This is Delta Squad Leader, Harry Tim, his breeder, Malia and their son, Aiden." "Thank you for talking to me. When did you buy Malia.

I said, "I could keep you company sometimes." "You'll be late for school." he said and walked away. You won't be playing hard to get for too long. ** I saw Adam on my way to 5th period, he was standing at someone else's locker, the owner peeked out on the other side of the locker and I couldn't lie, she was pretty, way prettier than me, silky brown hair and hazel eyes, with full lips painted a nice rosy pink. She had on a black plaid skirt, a black hoodie and was wearing converse sneakers.

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

She was talkative and didn't bother to speak her mind. Darana was shorter than all of us; if I should guess, she is probably about 4’9. She has blonde hair and brown eyes. She was the smart one among us. She was the nerdy one but still cheeky. Then there is Max. He is tall and slim-built. He has blonde hair and green eyes. He always dresses fashionable. He has a good sense of humor and always knows how to cheer someone up.

The group laughed then, though Dana and Molly were rolling their eyes. "I've got a fantasy," someone said. The group turned and looked at the speaker. Shy Conner was suddenly blushing, and looked at Danielle. "Don't look at me, you're the one that said it," she said, giggling. He cleared his throat and stood. "I... I... it... doesn't have to be tonight, b.. but I've got a thing for nurses and for teachers." Drake smiled. "Well bud, you might be in luck. Dana here is a teacher, and my gorgeous wife you see over there snuggling up to my no-good brother, used to be a nurse. I know for a fact that she still has some uniforms!"

“He rarely talks to the press, so this is huge.” “Oh?” I asked distractedly. “Which Dane?” “The Dane! Wendy, you seriously don’t know him?! He’s the biggest rising star in the entire Werewolf League—looks like a movie star and plays like a god.” Kate leaned closer. “People say he’s almost as good-looking as Alpha Nick.” It really is Dane… I opened F******k. Sure enough, Dane was trending at number one. The video showed him in a pristine white suit, gold-rimmed glasses catching the light, radiating elegant melancholy.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

After all, who could resist Dane? At the age of twenty-three, I settled in Portland and established a life here. The relocation was difficult for me, particularly because the farther away I was from Dane, the more intense my pains became. Some days, I would remain on the couch, curled up in a ball, weeping due to the agony. I contemplated whether Dane could sense my pain or if it was his own that I was sensing. After Kara graduated, she got married to a guy from college and they bought a home in Idaho so she could be close to her childhood home. I was happy for her but felt she was a bit young to commit to something so permanent.

I shouted his name once more, trying to get his attention. "Annie, what are you looking for?" Damon responded, his voice barely a whisper. He kept fucking Cassandra until he saw me again, and knew I was actually the one standing before him. "Then, tell me what it is you want from me." For a moment, he stopped and wrapped himself in a towel, drawing back a bit behind the bedrails. "Really?" I snapped. "Shut up!" Cassandra bellowed, staring at me with jealous eyes. "He's not going to fall in love with an ugly poor young ass like you... so, help us shut the door behind you immediately."