Farm Dakota Novels & Stories

“Please come to my cabin,” Dinesh mentioned as Anushka looked up from her phone. She was reading another one of the books online. She loved romance books and would prefer them any day over her textbooks. She walked to his cabin, straightening the white t-shirt and pants she was wearing today. It was the least bit professional, but she did wear a sweater over it, so it was fine. As usual, knocking on the door twice, she walked inside as he gestured to her to sit, “How many countries do we deal with?” He asked all of a sudden.

he said, "oh, and I hope you feel better!" I gave him a wave, hopefully facing the right direction, and when the doors closed, I finally peeled off my blindfold. Dakota was, as usual, seated at his desk. However, today he had on a button up shirt that was short sleeve instead of his usual long sleeve, and his jacket was hanging on the back of his chair. This was a rare look for him, but I had to admit he looked so damn good. His tanned arms were stretched onto his desk, and I saw the muscles in his biceps twitching as he typed furiously into his laptop.

Everyone could tell that he was calm and not nervous at all. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I am not scared, Second Young Master of the Raos Clan." Dakota raised a brow and smirked. Frederick laughed. "Why are you so confident?" Dakota smiled. "I wonder why? Why don't you find out?" Frederick smirked. He raise his palm and blue spirit energy appeared on his hand and he threw it to Dakota. The speed was incredible, the people know that Dakota couldn't dodge it. Frederick had released a huge amount of spirit energy that amazed the people because it is hard to release that kind of amount at such a speed.

God, I wish she would have just listened to me. As I pursued Dash’s scent, I couldn’t help but feel my heart racing with anticipation. Every step brought me closer to finding him, and the thought of finally catching up to him filled me with a sense of pride and purpose. However, I knew that merely following his trail wouldn’t be enough to track him down. I needed to shift into my wolf form to get a more accurate location. As I reached the outskirts of Portland, I found a secluded spot where no one could see me and began to transform. My bones shifted and twisted, stretching as I grew fur, claws, and fangs. Soon, I stood on all fours, fully transformed into a sleek and powerful red wolf. With

Except for the girls, who hang onto me while I follow the others. “Always,” I laugh, bending down, picking the girls and carrying them the rest of the way inside. “I could go for a home cooked meal.” “Yeah,” Dakota says, grabbing my full attention, allowing me to truly see all the ways she’s changed. Her brunette hair is no longer short, but flowing locks that hang past her shoulders. She no longer dresses like a tomboy, instead looking like an actual girl. “Who's feeding you? You cannot cook to save your life.”

Dakota places her hands on the computer tower and we watch the screen as she quickly goes through files. “I got through to Nico, he has ordered everyone to rescue those with the pentacle star burned into their right hand. You’re people are safe,” I tell her. Tears of joy stream down Dakota’s face as she smiles at me. She turns her attention back to the computer and continues to focus on her task at hand. Suddenly the blueprints to this bunker appear and we all smile as she prints one out. “We are here. There is a kitchen but there is another room labeled herb storage. I think we should head to the herb storage rather than the kitchen,” says Dakota.

After several minutes of comfortable silence, the back door opened and Hank walked in with his phone in his hand. "The Five Valleys Livestock Auction in Missoula called me. They got a shipment of registered Angus from Texas for tomorrow's sale. Would you like me to go check things out?" he asked. I sat there thinking about it for a second, then said, "give me a second."

Dakota runs to the bay window and climbs inside. “Yes,” She replies looking out the window down at the city lights. “Then it’s yours. We’ll find someone to paint it like you want and then we’ll decorate it. What do you want for dinner?” Dakota’s smile gets even bigger. I don’t think he realizes just how much everything he does for her affects her. She had seen the kids at her preschool with their dads and even though we were fine she still thought something was missing. Now we realize it was Jordan. We may have had to go all the way to a tropical island to find him even though we live in the same city but we found each other when the time was right.

Most of the company's affairs had now been settled, and Dakota left the partnership between K Group and Sean's company in the hands of Reid and Ethan Cole. As she stepped out of the alley, a black Mercedes pulled up beside her. The driver's window rolled down, revealing an unfamiliar face. "Miss Lancaster, Mr. Drakov sent me to pick you up." At almost the same moment, Dakota received a text from Nathan Drakov confirming it. Without hesitation, she got into the car. The Mercedes drove for more than an hour before leaving the city behind and finally stopping outside an abandoned factory deep in the countryside. Dakota surveyed the area. Weeds taller than a person had completely overrun the gro

Dakota The bar definitely lived up to its reviews. Shady as fuck. The floor stuck to my boots, the air reeked of stale beer and fryer grease, and the lighting was doing some heavy lifting to hide the cracks in the walls. A game must’ve been on—judging by the wall-to-wall crowd of guys yelling at a single oversized TV like their curses could change the score.