Hooky Dorian Novels & Stories

Moonlight lit the side of the woods where we had been together before. As soon as I stepped into the bright day, Damon moved fast towards me. He pulled me against his chest and kissed me hard. His hands were everywhere on my body, sliding under my shirt, grabbing my waist. “I meant every word,” he growled against my mouth. “I was a fool. But now, I am here to show you how sorry I am.”

"Luna. Are you okay?" I blinked. "I am tired." "Dorian is strong," Grayson said suddenly. His voice broke the silence. "He has survived worse than this. Do you know he once fell off a cliff during a hunting trip? Broke three ribs and his leg. He crawled back to the pack house by himself. Took him six hours. He was laughing about it by the next week." Felix smiled faintly. "I remember that. Hector was so angry. He said if Dorian ever did something that stupid again, he would finish the job himself."

Vera said, walking over and taking his hand. He looked at their joined hands but didn’t relax. He was going to be tall, with broad shoulders, not like Kenneth’s. And that attitude? Straight to the point. Clearly, Kenneth raised him that way. He was almost as tall as me already, definitely taller than Vera. He was growing fast, just like Tim. "Mr. Jackson Taylor?" Harry said, clearing his throat. "Oh, right. You can go now, Harry. I’ll check in with you later. Don’t hesitate to call if anything comes up. Thanks again."

My breath hitched as he stepped out. I widened my eyes abruptly as I recognized him. Fuck…This man—my buyer—was Dorian!!! My brother Gray’s most trusted soldier, Dorian! He had that mask for the Underground Club’s customers in one hand. His dark hair was slicked back, and his piercing eyes bore into me with a mix of anger and disappointment. “Dorian?” My voice trembled. “What the hell…What are you doing here?! Did you buy me off?!” Dorian's expression hardened, “Yes.”

And the second I saw who walked in… I almost threw up. “Are you f*cking serious…” Cyrus. Dorian turned his head to him casually. “What took you so long to show up?” Cyrus closed the door behind him, adjusting his jacket. “Got caught up with a few things.” I slowly turned my head toward Dorian. “You called him?” Dorian lifted his hands defensively. “Relax. He’s been blowing up my phone non stop about Elara, I figured if I just loop him in he might finally stop bugging me with calls and messages.”

Make you come untouched. I whimpered, hand moving faster. Me: Yes. Fuck yes. Me: Want your cum inside me. Want to feel it leaking out. Dorian: You’ll get it. Every drop. Dorian: Come for me now, baby. Imagine me filling you up. I shoved my face into the pillow and came hard, shaking, biting fabric to stay quiet. My whole body buzzed. Me: Holy crap. Wrecked. Dorian: Good boy. Dorian: Clean up. Drink some water. Try to sleep.

“I don't have time for this, Mom; I need to rest. I just got back home. I need some sleep. I'll call you later in the day. Don't count on it though.” With that, I hung up and sighed. It was time I mailed the DNA samples to the lab. But first, I needed a nap. I didn't nap for long when a knock suddenly came at the door. I grudgingly stood up and made my way to the door. I opened without looking through the peephole. I blinked when I saw Dorian at my door, holding a bunch of fliers. His eyes lit up as soon as he saw me. “Lyn? Hey, didn't know this was the dorm room.”

Dorian chuckles, hugging me back. "Hi, I haven't seen you in ages" I say as he set me down to stand on my feet. "It's only been a year Kid, I see you've gotten hitched" he smiles, brushing the hair from my face. His brown eyes glistened as he looked down at me, we were so close, we still are but we don't keep in touch like we used to before. Dorian worked with Eliza, you can say he was also a model, but he was mostly into photography.

“I believe we can create a better game, Dorian.” Dorian’s playful smile grew, revealing his blackened teeth. He took a step towards Darkous, his back slightly crooked as he stood over an inch smaller. Dorian had been abandoned as a child, leaving him alone in a vast wilderness on an uncharted dimension. The immortal had spent over a hundred years in solitude, living amongst the beasts of the realm. Darkous had found him on a scouting mission, instantly becoming friends with the feral immortal. Although Dorian had been in hell for over a century he remained feral, relying on his animalistic traits. Dorian had gone insane, slowly losing his mind. And yet, his knowledge was vast; matching his b

Johnny said when he saw that all the girls were already with the men who had just arrived. I kept looking down, glancing from time to time at the faces of the armed guys, watching as they lit cigarettes and poured liquor from their bottles. “Do you want a drink?” Dorian told me. I turned to see him, meeting his eyes again, but this time closer. It is assumed that he was waiting for me to see him change like the previous time, but I only looked at a pair of black eyes, slightly slanted; His Asian ancestry was obvious, which made me even more nervous.