Exit Dramione Novels & Stories

Crawford asked attentively. After a few minutes, he handed the phone to her, and she spoke, "Hello, Mr Langford. My name is Raya Blackmark. I'm speaking from NBM Corporations and I have a little addition to your offer which can make you interested…" she had a prize-winning smile on her face as she talked. After disconnecting the line she finally heaved in a sigh to utter, "My work is done, now. Crawford." Stunning back on her seat, she twitched her lips when she heard what Crawford asserted.

“It requires you to be an actress, Rachel. You’ll have to be seen as the wavering leader. People will look at you with pity. Or worse, with contempt.” “I’ve survived worse than a few dirty looks, Damon,” I said, meeting his gaze. “I’ve survived being a prisoner. I’ve survived being an outcast. If a bit of public weakness saves this pack from a famine, I’ll take it.” Damon leaned down, his forehead resting against mine. “Seven days,” he whispered. “We give the lie seven days to take root. If it hasn't worked by then, we end the theater and we go to the border with steel.”

Ruari explained. “They are transfering all the ranks. Nhavtan will become beta and Dirk will become gamma.” Mark added. I was happy for them but that also meant Sofyia would be leaving. I looked at her as she grabbed my hand. We watched on the large televsion hanging on the wall as Mikal handed the pack to Bairn, Nhavtan and Dirk. As predicted everyones phones began to blow up. Bryce was not happy and I knew this was the catalyst for a shit storm that was headed our way.

I grabbed my things and stormed out, ignoring his voice calling my name. By the time I reached the reception area, my pulse was racing. And there—like some twisted coincidence—stood Damon. I tried to walk past him, but he called out to me. Forcing a smile onto my face I turned. “Hi.” He looked at me, his expression unreadable, somewhere between anger and concern. “You’ve been crying,” he said, his tone low and serious. “I just quit my job,” I admitted, my voice breaking. “And I don’t know how I’m going to survive. I have no money. My father doesn’t even support me, instead he has his dear son bossing me around and ruining my life.”

Daniel loved to check out the handy work of all his demons. “Excellent,” Daniel said. “Simple.” Replied Drake with a cool smile. Daniel started the chant that would banish Drake’s passenger. The human dropped with a sickening thud. Daniel watched as the black void jetted out of the human. Daniel knew that the human would know real evil had ridden him for a night, but he would never have a way to explain it.

ZAIRE'S POV The drive to Dillion's friend's place felt longer than it actually was. Maybe because my head wasn't fucking quiet. The music was blasting out the windows-Reggie had control of the aux, which meant loud trap music and him drumming on the dashboard like he was in the damn band. I just stared out the window, jaw tight, mind running laps I didn't fucking sign up for. Dillion's friend-Caleb or Cameron or whatever the hell his name was-was throwing a "pre-draft send-off." He'd just gotten the call from an NFL team two days ago which was fucking great news for any football player who had a dream to go pro.

Jade's POV The week flew by without any advancements made in my 'seduce my brother's best friend' plan so I guess it was time to give up and find someone else, maybe Connor has a big package though he probably doesn't, well I'll find out at the party tonight. I curled my hair and put on a short, satin, navy blue dress that had a slit just right on my thigh, I don't really know how to apply make-up so I put on a little mascara and some clear lip gloss. I wore black boot heels and put on a matching black leather jacket then, went downstairs, passing Jonathan and Blake on the way to the door. "Whoa whoa whoa," he stopped me, "where the hell do you think you're going with that," he pointed at my

She leaned over, praying that she was right, and typed in a ten character password. Alphastar1. Zehra held her breath as the screen blinked, verifying the password. Seconds later, the black screensaver vanished. Goal. She inspected the desktop and opened a folder named ‘ZM recordings’ which contained a few dated audio clips. She clicked on one and her hand flew to her mouth when she heard her own voice. “-and the facts are massive and astounding. So I’m just saying that I think there’s this shadow government that like, indirectly controls the world-"

He pulled on his hair,he couldn't take it, even though he wanted to his heart couldn't. "Am sorry" Serena was on the floor shading tears and apologizing but James couldn't hear her as had lost his mind knowing that the more he stayed beside her the more likely he would do something he would regret so he left to go drink himself to stupor since it was the best option that way he won't remember whatever happened her and he might probably forget about Serena.

She clicked her hands, and the robot turned on the music; red lights revealed the stage. The music began, and Marlene moved fluidly, her soul merging with the melody. Her arms curved like a swan’s neck, while her legs executed precise steps. Her emotions poured out in the dance—elegance, grace, and beauty. This was her only way to release pain, anger, and the longing for a life free from pretense, where she didn’t have to constantly protect the family. ★ ★ ★ “Wake up, guys! Time for a run,” Jax announced as he entered Ethan and Dre’s suite. Dre got out of bed still in his underwear.