Istri Dilan Novels & Stories

11 ADRIAN My stomach lurched as I watched Anne sidle up to Annalisa, a sly smile playing on her lips. Annalisa, blissfully unaware, was engrossed in a conversation with Beatrice. A prickle of unease ran down my spine. There was something about Anne’s posture, the way she held the wine glass a little too close to her body, that set off my internal alarm bells.

Where the hell was Lilith and why was she talking so long, They sat on the couch looking around. “Can I get you anything to drink or are you ready for the ultimate sausage macchessy I promise?” “No that's fine, I am not that hungry,” Stefan said. “Oh, and where are my manners, this is my little brother Da...” “Damon?” Lilith stood a couple of feet away from us staring into Stefan's brother's eyes, and he stared back into her purple ones. Damon? As in Damon from her school with the crescent moon tattoo? That Damon? Shit!

He took a step forward, his scent of rain and cedar started to become addicting, small tingles danced where he touched my arm- Stepping out of his grip, I turned and without another word, went back downstairs. * "I heard Dillion is turning sixteen tomorrow," Ostana whispered as we worked on our English project, Mrs.Briggs watched silently from her desk and gave anyone the evil eye. "So if the Moon Goddess loves you, or me, he will be one of our mates." "No thanks," For some reason, Emrys drifted into my thoughts. I smiled and finished writing down my poetry notes before looking at my best friend; her mocha skin and almond eyes of honey were complemented by her sleek black hair that was raise

Liana insinuated with a raised eyebrow and a suspicious look. “I... I'm sorry, guys, I was really tired and...” My words trailed off as a possessive growl echoed from the staircase. “Warriors...” The twins took a step back, their eyes wide. Dilan descended slowly, wearing only a sheet wrapped around his waist, showing off his muscular torso covered in my own scratches. Seeing him like that, so imposing and brazen, made my legs tremble again. “Alpha... you... what are you doing here?” Liana asked, completely perplexed.

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

Slowly one by one I finish off the remaining four men, making sure the room witnessed the hell f'm capable of and will treat my enemies and those who cross me with. “PLEASE SHOW RESPECT FOR THE HEIR OF THE DE LEONE CRIME FAMILY AND NEW ACTING HEAD OF THE EAT ITAILAN/AMERICAN DE LEONE MAIFA" Vic pauses his speech and comes to my side, taking my hand in his he kisses the back on my now bloody knuckles "DIABLA"

"Right now, I'd like for you to get the fuck out." The unreasonable twat opened her mouth to speak again but was saved as Carlo dragged her ass out, probably the only smart one between the two. Saved because I honestly didn't know what I would've done if she dared to defile me one more time. I wondered why the hell she even wanted to involve herself in something as dangerous as the Mafia? Did she have ties? Completely abandoning the work I had to do, I clicked on G****e and typed her name in. Jordan Miller. The only thing that pulled up was a picture of her and a private I*******m account.

It looked fantastic against the equally blue sea. Finrod pointed upwards. “See that?” He was pointing at a small circular thing. She could see far-reaching branches covered with leaves above it. There was also water rippling from it to the sea at the bottom of it. “Is it a falls or something?” “Virsathen.” Yntreia’s voice was so serene the one word she said brought goose bumps to Ellaine. “That place is called Tranjie, the haven of the Virsathen. That is our destination.” Finrod started descending the stairs towards the shore.

Then its approached the old woman, "What are you doing here?" "Because I can smell a demon over here," the old woman replied meaningfully. "My name is Lilia." Introducing the adult. "She's trustworthy." Ynaria said to Paul and Clement. "But wait, didn't you say, you know how Dylan died?" Clement asked. "With the help of a friend who's here." Lilia replied. "Friend?" Paul said in surprise, then laughed. "But you're all alone!" Comment on it. "Paul, she means she has a ghost friend and because of what you said she's staring at you badly!" Ynaria said.

' I nodded. The sliding doors opened and Liliana strutted through the main room, heading towards the table of decanters. She grabbed one of the crystal glasses without sparing us a glance, grabbing one of the bottles at random. I recognized the one she had grabbed, etched onto the bottom was a small five-pointed star. “Liliana!” I called out, standing from the couch. Liliana whipped around, her eyes narrowing and a sneer playing at her lips. One of her expertly manicured hands was on her hip, the other clutching the neck of the decanter.