Novel Dylan Novels & Stories

Diana deadpanned, "Who knows what got into him!" Godber read the love letter with genuine surprise. "Mr. Nelson's way with words is much better than mine! I should note this down for my novels." Diana rolled her eyes, "You call this a way with words?!" What puzzled her more was... "You write novels?" "Yeah." Godber, now interested, said, "Truth be told, I write romance novels. Want to give it a try?" Diana scoffed, "No interest." All this nonsense. Diana poured herself a glass of water, feeling irritated. "If Yosef wants to play a love game, he should find someone else. I have no interest."

Dylan announced. Nina was shocked and unhappy, for minutes she didn’t know what to say. “Congratulations Dylan… how may I help you” she said fighting back tears. “I want you to plead with him to drop the case, I want you to let him know that all this happened because of him he can’t just pile all the blame on my poor woman” Dylan was trying to pique Nina’s interest so she could confront Cody, then that would expose Cody’s secrets and then at least he could get even with him.

Princess Cecilia: I said who are you? Dylan: I'm Dylan... Princess Cecilia: Look me in the eye and tell me the truth, are you a fraudster? Dylan: (sighs) How did you find out? Princess Cecilia: That isn't the case, You're wanted in Cassgrande and Ayrendil? Dylan: Yes, Look, I used to be a fraudster, I swindled people, and stole millions but I am no longer that person, I've changed and I'm paying for my sins.

“I wanted to see the man whose disgusting blood runs through my veins and helped create me. I wanted to look into his eyes and tell him that he’s not a man and he will never be the one I call father.” With my mouth agape, I look at the scene unfolding in front of me. Dylan definitely had killing intent; I can see it in his Baranov blue eyes. Ayden’s scowl deepens at Dylan’s words, and when I look at Dakota, she has a hand in front of her mouth and tears well up in her eyes. “How… how did you know all that?” she asks, as shocked at his words as I was. Dylan shrugs. “You shouldn’t leave your diary lying around, mom. Oh, that and the fact that I hacked into your patient file at the clinic you w

"The world is becoming incredibly crowded around you right now. You have independent elements cleaning up your messes, you have rogue extractors pulling you out of burning rooms, and you have an old woman at a crossroads making things complicated. Orin is an incredibly dangerous variable for someone like you to be spending your afternoons with." Caelith caught her breath, her mind racing. He knew about Mrs. Orin. He knew about her part-time shifts at the edge of the crossroads. But as she studied Davan's sharp, confident posture, she realized something else. He hadn't mentioned the text. He didn't know about the plain leather book currently sitting at the bottom of her bag, or the fact that

Dylan exhaled deeply as he stared at the man in front of him. Wow! So this was the Prince at last! The almighty Prince of Shimla Kingdom, the one whom is fortified all round and untouchable, really? He finally gets to meet him. Huh? Raghav stopped writing for a while, he didn't look up, he just stayed still like he was reading through what he wrote. Who actually was this guy and what was he up to? He shrugged and continued writing, wanting to find out more. Dylan smiled mischievously and slowly nodded. Well, he was here now for him, bodily present in New York, getting him now wouldn't be that difficult, right. He smirked, then began staring around the office.