Karkat X Dave Novels & Stories

I asked out of shock and without thinking it through. “That’s thanks to you. Isn’t it?” It took me a few seconds but then I realised what he was talking about. Fuck! “Well, let’s find more lasting solutions. If selling off wolves worked, you wouldn’t be here.” “What about the sick people in your park?” Dave asked. He had been quiet this whole time. Carter looked suddenly uneasy in his seat. He did not want to talk about this. His reaction made me even more curious. “People get sick, don’t they? They are getting care from our park healer. They should be all good soon.” His words didn’t do much to convince his face. He was lying and he knew it.

Dave stands in the corner, watching as everyone is having fun at the party. “He's here and he's full reason why we can't let today go down without executing our plans,” Kara says. I only remember Dave's face from the pictures of him and Tessa. He looks more like a man in real life. I couldn't imagine what it must be like to take his life all because he's related to Marcus but I did not say anything. Perhaps Kara is right that I'm drifting from my real action. It's wrong for our tasks that I consider individuals who wouldn't even consider us at any slight mistake that we make.

Social media on X erupted, fans and haters alike speculating, with #DaveExposed trending by midnight. Carla’s phone buzzed as she and Dave grabbed coffee after the workshop. She glanced at the screen, her face paling as she scrolled through the post. “Dave,” she said, her voice tight, “we’ve got a problem.” Dave leaned over, his jaw tightening as he read. “Victor,” he muttered, recognizing the photo’s context, a meeting he’d been coerced into, a deal Carla had brokered to secure his first big break. “He’s coming for us.”

“Eliza is a thousand times better than that pampered Lycan princess of ours.” Dave sighed, holding up his hands in surrender. “When did I disagree, Sasha?” He glanced at me with his usual playful smile. “I’m just surprised to see Keir dating, that’s all—and, honestly, I’m disappointed. I wish she were single for me.” I stood there, stunned, struggling to follow their strange conversation. Frowning slightly, I tried to make sense of their silly banter. Keir’s deep, commanding voice interrupted, “That’s enough, Dave. Stop teasing my girlfriend.”

he asked me. Stanley’s POV Since, my contact with Kate I have been trying to put two and two together, I discovered that her parents might not be as simple as everyone think. Moreover, from a psychological point of view I think she suffered from PTSD. “Her dad is a Syrian American and her mom is a Belgian. They died when she was eight years old. Her full name is Kate Zainab Omar.” Emma’s POV “Wow! I don’t even that much” I said with excitement. “Why does that name Zainab sounds so familiar?” I asked Stanley.

“I won’t speak on her but I will tell you to be careful with her. She might be your karma.” I almost laughed. Dante was too practical to believe in karma. “She not my karma—” “The things we’ve done are enough for karma to be real.” “Either way, Viola is not my karma. If you met her, you would know she’s a good wife and a pleasant person to be around. She also has something about her that pulls people to her. Even Lucia is warming up to her.” He shook his head and stared at me incredulously. “I’ve never heard you say someone is pleasant to be around. What is that girl giving you? She’s the daughter of the biggest snake in the game. Are you sure you want to warm up to her?”

I told Dave and his eyes widen in shock, he was about to pull back away from me but my hands quickly restrained him from doing so. "Come on, did it ever cross your mind what it would feel like to kiss a Top? I bet it looks and tastes so fucking hot." I said to Dave and I saw him swallow his saliva, I could not help but smile when I saw his dick gradually hardening. "No! This is sick, man." Dave refused and shook his head. "But your dick says otherwise," I replied and prompted him to look at his dick that was already raging hard even though we didn't do anything yet.

She failed to hide the fear in her voice. The man bore no resemblance to Raphael, and Kiara wouldn't have thought he was his brother at all if Dave hadn't told her. Kiara recalled that there was one thing that made her uneasy about him. Perhaps it's his eyes or his manner. He had the eyes of a vampire but didn't look exactly like a predator. He's so calm, and composed. "Who knows?" Dave replied, his voice light, "Well, I was the one who killed his brother." An involuntary gasp left her mouth. She felt chilled, and it wasn't just because of the air. Did he come here for vengeance? She was so scared. And she was even more afraid to ask Dave that, she didn't have the courage.

Aryan asked. Dave even though he had an expressionless look on his face, he was trying his best not to laugh. Aryan has always been cold and ruthless to women. He never cared about thier feelings. If he wasn't drugged, those women and Odessa won't even be in the picture now. Suddenly, Dave recieved a call. He picked it up and the person said something on the other side of the phone. Dave frowned. There was a dangerous look in his eyes. "Got it" he said and ended the call.

His heavy body tumbled to the right, slamming onto the desk. The pain was excruciating. Riley’s face was smeared with blood, but it was from Dave. She stared in a trance at Kaze, who seemed indifferent to it all. It was like she knew him for the first time. Dave’s men fixated on Kaze. Their faces filled with dread. “Ahh!” Dave felt his body going numb, but the pain overtook his senses. With his hand on the table, he got off and glared at Kaze. “Who are you? Who the hell are you?”