Hooky Dorian Novels & Stories

Dorian scoffed and rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed…” Well I c,o, couldn't be besidmyselfmy Hahaha,” Dorian smiled more. “Ugh! You better get one and leave mine” Bryan pouted. He looked so adorable that Dorian was unable to resist shelving his hair with his fingers. Both of them found themselves laughing shortly after, but then an alarming scream was heard out of the blue.

i ask him and he shrugs, leaving what i was doing we went to the living room and met a Nate, Susan, Joslin and Lily. Nate and Joslin were arguing as usual while Lily was on her phone and Susan looked around "I have to let this Dipshit at the gate ask me before letting this bunch into my home” "Hello people” i yelled and they all looked at me smiling sheepishly "You guys couldn’t stay away from us for a day, no disrespect Lily” Damien says "None taken” lily replies him while Nate decides to be a bother “So now that you have her, you have forsaken your best friend to this she-hulk" he gestures towards Joslin who was smiling, she seemed not to have caught on what he said

Dorian kicked my legs apart, forcing me to arch my back and present myself to him. "Look at you," he murmured, his hand running over my ass, squeezing the sore flesh. "So eager for my cock. Such a good little slut." I whimpered, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting through me at his touch. Dorian chuckled darkly, his fingers dipping between my cheeks to tease at my hole. "You're already so wet for me," he purred, circling my entrance with the tip of his finger. "So desperate to be filled." I could only moan in response, my hips pushing back against his hand. Dorian took that as an invitation, pressing a finger inside me without warning.

I turn around ready to look for another escape route, only to see the driver slinking out from the forestry, a crazed smile playing on his lips. “This can’t be possible,” I whisper. He shrugs. “You’re a smart cookie aren’t you with that little trick of yours? But unfortunately,” he snaps his fingers, and this ignites a flame into the palm of his hand. The combustion dances to the rapid beat of my heart, while the smoke that leaves it is dark and misty, almost sickly as it soars into the sky. “I should probably introduce myself don’t you think? I’m Dorian, and I’m no ordinary werewolf,” his head tilts maliciously, watching me with trained eyes. “I really don’t want to do this Tanya… I hate th

His name was Dorian of the Hallow Pack, the Beta and the second brother among the three siblings. Dorian is tall and handsome and was dressed in floral trousers and a matching shirt, his black hair tied neatly into a ponytail. He carried a friendly warmth, but still there was a quiet power about him which hinted at strength and authority. Just by looking into his brown eyes, one could tell he was not someone to be messed with. “Mate,” Dorian suddenly uttered, slightly out of breath. A bright smile spread across his face as his heart pounded rapidly and his eyes shone with delight.

He made sure I called him just that in the last two hours that he had been here before he got an urgent call and had to leave. Before leaving, he took me in his arms and sucked all the oxygen out of my lungs in a kiss after reinforcing that I call him Dante henceforth. Why? I do not know. What changed? We had sex... multiple times but on one occasion. And I planned to keep it to this single occasion. Did he have other plans? If yes, why? He could have any woman he wanted. Why would he want to be with plain old boring Fiona? I was the girl the entire office completely avoided because I was just so boring. I find nothing wrong with boring.

The weight of her question hung in the air. "I plan to…" Daisy Hunter was interrupted by a vehement knock on her door. Allison shuddered backwards in trepidation. "How could that be by this time of the night?" Daisy asked as she walked over to the door. "Who's at the door…

I decided to brush it off because I don’t know anyone here in Paris except for Damian. When the feeling was getting stronger, I decided to look up and my eyes met with dark blue ones. He was a male in his early thirties with dirty blonde hair. He also had a small black mole on his left cheek. At first, I had doubts that he was staring at me but his intent gaze started send chills down my spine. He kept on staring at me without even blinking until he gave me a devilish smirk. “What are you staring at?” Damian’s voice jolted me out of out staring contest.

“I knocked, seeing as there was no reply I had to come in my own way. Who knows if you've slept inside the tub and drowned?” A faint blush crept up her face as she awkwardly cleared her throat. “Um, what do want?” “Time to eat!” With that, he turned towards the door. “Wait!” she rushed to stand in front of him. “Let's eat out tonight.” His face darkened instantly. Mariana thought it was because of his personality disorder, so she gave an expression of pity and understanding. “Look, I know you have an antisocial problem and psyche disorder, but it will only worsen if you stay cooped up in one place.”