Mha Fanfiction Dadzawa Novels & Stories

Billie. The dream came again. Flames roared around me, devouring everything. “Run, baby! Don’t look back! Find Marley! Run!”My mother’s voice cut through the chaos. But this time the fire didn’t burn. It transformed. The raging orange flames shimmered, hardened, and exploded into thousands of glittering diamonds. They cascaded over my skin like liquid stars in a cool and tingling sensation. Every diamond that touched me sent waves of strange, delicious pleasure through my body. My skin felt hypersensitive. I gasped, arching as the glittering stones kissed my neck, my breasts, between my thighs…

Baby reality is more cruel than your fantasies, I'm nothing like you all think! Being in the Mafia business is my family's passion. And we don't only run Mafia businesses, we have many companies in the USA and European countries. Our group is named as Darkz corporation Ltd. And we mainly focus on development of war equipment, fighter Jet planes, war tanks , missiles etc...we are a legal organisation recognised by the government. But due to some controversy in France's marketing system, my dad agreed to chairman Austin Diór's terms and conditions. And that damn terms and conditions is "Marry his daughter Bella Diór," who I have never seen or met only heard about her.

Chapter 28. Damon's POV I strode down the hall. Last night, I had spent hours watching my twin brother and Zima together. They looked ridiculous, but it was a relief to see him distracted, finally. My father had told me how he caught the Zima girl with wolf's bane and fed it to Darius instead. Now, Darius was probably writhing in pain. He deserved it. Who would let a she-wolf exploit their weakness, someone who couldn’t control the bond with their mate?

She'd pulled all the strings at her disposal, finally getting someone to agree to get him out for a million dollars. Dad had already learned his lesson when it came to pulling strings and connections. He frowned and said, "There can't be something like a good deal in this world. Sean's going to jail, and that's a fact. Don't even think about getting him out of there! Now, give me back the money!"

Baby, reality is far crueler than your fantasies, I’m nothing like they imagined. Being in the mafia business was my family’s legacy. We didn’t just run underground operations; we owned several companies in the USA and Europe. Our group was Darkz Corporation Ltd., and we developed defense equipment—fighter jets, tanks, missiles. We operated legitimately and were recognized by the government. But due to a controversy in France, my dad agreed to Chairman Mark Chris’s terms and conditions. And one of those damn terms was: “Marry his daughter, Anethsai Mark.” I’d never met her—only heard of her.

Dad still wasn't back, so I had the house to myself. That same evening, I was on the phone with Dane because I don't know what we are doing now, but it's clearly beyond sugar daddy and sugar baby relationship. God. I'm so in love with him. There, I said it. I'm in love with Dane Wright. Isn't that embarrassing? Even before mom had me in denial, I already knew it deep down, I was just afraid to admit it out loud. I love the man to death and I don't want to be saved.

I walked toward Dashiell to tuck my arm under his, as we both watched my father struggle to help Zayyad up. "I want double the amount Malek paid for the bride price since you now want to be sleeping with my harlot of a daughter," My father whispered, his eyes gleaming with greed. "I will pay you triple if you never show your dirty faces again, and I will pay you fifteen billion, five times if you forge birth certificate papers for my gardener to make Zahra her daughter," Dashiell countered. My head grew hot as I saw the proposal that he was giving my disgusting father. I shook my head vehemently, "No!" I shouted, leading my father to try and charge at me, but the look that Dashiell gave him

“I'm in a prison and… I have a family. Especially my sisters. I cannot possibly leave them all alone there with my step mother. They will die, and they need care.” I took a deep breath and shuddered. But he placed a hand on my trembling ones, staring so deep into my eyes. “I will bring your sisters over here tomorrow, Dahlia.” Well that's shocking. “Really?” “Sure. But not just that - I have an offer for you. Your father's empire, business and money. I will have it all transferred to your name, plus an extra payment and I can do this in the next few minutes.” I didn't move nor speak.

' Dad pawed at the ground, then laid down, puffing air from his nostrils, 'I have it on good authority that Maeve is with them. 'Why didn't you tell me any of this?' 'Because no one could know what I found out. No one. Not our warriors, not your mother. Not yet.' 'Why? This was your plan all along, wasn't it?' Dad sighed, resting his snout on his front paws, 'There's more to this than Damian's ambitions for power. I know it. And yes, I did. Rest now, tomorrow we go back to the castle and finish what we started.'

Sophia's POV Three Days Later “Knock knock,” Dad said, gently pushing the door open with his shoulder. His hands trembled slightly as he balanced a tray of tea and buttered bread. I didn’t respond. I hadn’t responded in days. Since the moment I learned the truth — that I had been offered like some token, bartered away to a man I barely remembered — I had barely moved. Just lying on my side, the same spot on my pillow still damp from tears that refused to stop falling.