Novel Dylan Novels & Stories

In the noisy bar with music blaring, Dylan and Danny sat in a secluded corner, unnoticed unless someone paid special attention to them. Dylan licked his lips. It was his first time stepping into a bar, as he never really liked noisy and chaotic places like this before. "How do you feel about this place?" Danny asked with a smile, looking completely different from his disheveled appearance yesterday. He was now dressed in a neat outfit, not too tight nor loose, giving off a carefree vibe. Dylan felt that Danny looked really relaxed at the moment.

it was either they didn't hear her or they heard her but choose to ignore her cry for help. < JOHNSON'S MANSION~ DYLAN'S ROOM Dylan was laying down on his bed shirtless ,he had his headset on and was listening to loud music. There was a knock on his door but he failed to hear it cause of his headset. His door room Creek opened and Valerie stepped in she closed the door gently behind her. Her face had a smile on as she stared at shirtless Dylan on the bed. "Oh my gosh he looks so hot while shirtless " She thought inwardly as she gazed at Dylan who was laying down with his eyes closed and his headset on.

He cut in. Nathan turned on Dylan once more, his arms crossed. "You're either brave or stupid, I'm not sure which. Don't think for a moment that my curiosity translates to acceptance, however. Get out before I throw you out onto the streets. What do you want with me? Dylan stepped closer to the table, his austerity of attire giving his presence a near otherworldly quality in the midst of the gleam of his more customary flash. His tone was even, controlled. "I've come to tell you something you don't know. Something that could change everything for you and Lessie."

Thus, Dylan tried to interrupt awkwardly, "Well, do you want to leave through the back door?" "Huh? There's a back door?"? At this, Nathaniel glanced at him. Dylan said with a smile, "There might not be one in the other houses, but I definitely have one. You know me, I always have a backup plan."? This was the truth.? Ever since Dylan had almost died on the battlefield, he fell into a habit of having backup plans. It might be that the real fear of death came after the actual confrontation of death. Hence, Nathaniel did not object to it. He looked at Mango and he said, "Are you all right? Do you want to leave?"

She scoffed before sitting on the bed. "Dylan was born into a rich family. I was his nanny when he was a kid. On their way to a vacation in Atlanta, they had an accident, fatal one, and only young Dylan survived. The butler at that time, altered the will and took everything. He chased out all those who were loyal to the Crosses. I sought him out in all of Atlanta but I couldn't find him.

Dylan leaned back on his chair and Mrs Whitmore nodded with a satisfied smile. Hailey had to look at the Dylan guy. She didn't think he was smart. Wow. “Why don't we look into his love life?” A lady suggested and Mrs Whitmore nodded. She already thought about that. And she had already gone through it. “I already looked into that. And shockingly, he hasn't had any relationships apart from a one night stand with some girl twelve years ago when he was still a young lad in high school.” A picture came up on the wall and it was an old black and white picture of a young guy and a lady. They were both smiling at each other.

~~ Dylan read through his screen and his dead eyes came back up, his disappointment putting no effort on hiding behind his words. "Seriously, that's the best you've got? If you truly are disrespectful then you wouldn't even ask for permission. Like literally, you have no dom personanility in you at all." **D-dom? What's that?** Dylan shook his head with a tired sigh and Kyle found himself at the edge again. Why weren't things working out for him? **Am I really that much of a novice? Arrgghh, Come on Kyle, play it cool. He wants tough, you give him tough!**

Gray’s POV Dylan was my best friend, so I was supposed to automatically keep his secrets for him. Especially this one. He fucks every woman he can while pretending he’s only fucking Julissa. He wants to keep her, but he still wants his freedom. I can see the possession in his eyes when he stares at her, and I had never seen a hunger like that before. I thought for sure he’d be loyal to her, but he didn’t even make it one day before he started cheating on her.

Dylan said, his tone turned serious. “What is that?” “I want to use the girl that I caught as bait, and I need it to go well.” “How?” “I don't know yet.” “How about you make an announcement that you intend to kill her?”. Dylan thought about it. “And then?” “It's just an act to get the family to us,” he said, but deep inside he smiled knowing that he could finally end her life.

Dylan lowers himself beside me, his eyes taking on a darker shade, indicating that he is connecting with someone, possibly through a mind link. After the connection ends, he clears his throat, preparing to address me. "For the next few days, you shall be confined within the wretched depths of the dungeon." Horror floods my being, and my eyes widen at the ghastly fate that awaits me. Having experienced the dungeons a few times before, I know the abysmal conditions within — its darkness is suffocating, and the guards exhibit a complete lack of mercy. Preparing to depart, Dylan rises to his feet, but before leaving, he turns his gaze towards me. His expression is devoid of any sympathy or remor