Good Novel Darryl Darby Novels & Stories

"Then let's do things my way,” The voice came from the far end of the warehouse where Dax walked in, limping slightly. He had one arm in a sling and he looked like hell. His fingers had been bent in odd angles. He had nine left because he had used one of the finger bones to escape. His left eye was still bloodshot and though he was in a lot pain, he was alive and so was the hatred burning in his veins. "Dax," Delilah said. "You should be resting."

Andrew Andrew Mitchell was the bae of his school, all girls went crazy over him.He had the good looks and the brains. He was a fitness freak yet a foodie and loved sports. He was a MR.POPULAR of his school. Andrew was known for his extra cockiness. But He was also a closed book, he never really opened up to any one. He was this mysterious guy with the looks that could kill anyone. Andrew's life was complicated that made him stern and heartless at times. He did find someone for whom his heart melted.

Dollan's gaze was fixed on the building fire extinguisher in front of him. "I want to see your girlfriend, she must be hot and incredibly charming. Boss." Paul is impressed with the girl the boss is dating because she has a beautiful destiny and he must be really great at getting a guy like the boss interested in making a commitment. Dollan smiled proudly. "You're right, he is great and awesome." *** # Lunch Adam made a special lunch menu and it looks delicious. They can't wait to taste it. "By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that the master has released and pardoned the robbers."

Darby's POV: I often feel like a lone wolf in the world. Striding above the trends, the fads, the things that we get so overworked about and yet don't mean so much. Wearing clothes that aren't "in" right now, listening to classical music, watching old movies and reading the philosophy books. I don't watch the news, I don't use social media, I don't spend my weekends at the bars and I don't care frankly. I've done bad things in my life, I've squandered chances and passed over friends but I am on the hunt for redemption and a new path. I am on a hunt for greatness. I am still looking for that girl who can challenge me, learn with me, overcome meaningful battles and share the best moments with

The woman smiled before replying " well he told us not to tell you who he was but I would like you to thank him properly so it's right to tell you his name , It's Darryl Matthew" " Darryl !!!" She was shocked . Wait , wasn't he that famous basketball? he was always indifferent towards her though and yes he was the Villîan in the book . He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads .

Darryl’s smile fades as he looked at his brown eyes, remembering the first time he really looked into them. “What’s wrong?” Goldie asks as he shows Darryl the book. “You really want that?” He asked again, taking the book from his hands, “You could’ve chosen Harry Potter or something.” “Yes, I want this,” Goldie replies shortly. Darryl looks at the book cover and looks back at Goldie. “I guess it suits you.” After paying for their items, the two males exit the bookstore. Darryl looks at his phone’s clock and realized that it was almost time for lunch. He turns to Goldie and asks,

Daryl had dropped my hand at some point and was talking to his pack members, sitting down on the grass I picked up one of the books that I had been reading in my cupboard. I loved to read, every single book was a story to escape into, and hide away from the real world and what was happening to me. I had read stories over the years of women escaping and finding true love but I never thought it was possible, these stories were the reason why I plotted my escape, they gave me the tiniest glimmer of hope and of a better life. The man who had stood by me during the fight squats by me, “You like to read huh” he picked up the other book and turned it over, reading the back. “Has Daryl showed you ou

Darryl was speechless, so he stood there helplessly. That Fiend Martyr was far too powerful. He had retracted the aura of the power of the Bird Ancestor, and she could still sense it. "Alright!" Darryl had no choice but to come clean. "Pretty lady… I mean, Honorable Lady, you sure have a good eye. That's right. I'm Darryl Darby. You got me. I'd like to say beforehand, though, that I have no interest in being part of the war between the fiend race and the Godly Region. Also, I'm only heavily injured because Grunt ambushed me."

Her core clamped down on him violently as a massive, shattering orgasm tore through her body. She convulsed against his frame, but Bret didn't stop. He kept thrusting through her climax, his dirty whispers filling her ears. "That's it, daddy's good girl. You're just a little cock cleaner, aren't you? Say it for daddy." "I'm... I'm daddy's good girl... daddy's little cock cleaner," Victoria sobbed out, the dirty words escaping her lips breathlessly. She wasn't crying because it was painful anymore…she was sobbing because it felt so fucking good, a dirty ecstasy that completely eclipsed what she had felt with Eden.

With that I dashed out of the kitchen " You cannot say thank you abi!!!" I heard Omale shout from the kitchen. " Come and collect it!!" I shout back "Can you guys just shut up" that was George. I would say he was the nerd of the house. Always reading, I read too but his own was just too much. He hated noise...any form of noise, and guess the worst, he believed in being a virgin still marriage, so he found our acts very irritating. Lol... Sometimes I wonder why God decided to waste such beauty on his kind of personality. But sometimes he breaks out of that his shell. It rarely happens sha.