One And Done Dramione Novels & Stories

Mima's POV “What do you want to tell me? Spill it out.” I turned to Dylan to hear him out. I felt Zahra’s hand on my wrist as she tried to tug me out of the room but I didn't want to leave. “Well, glad you made the right choice.” He smirked and walked over to his desk and sat on it. “There's this maid... what's her name again?” He placed his hand on his chin, faking trying to remember.

I swallowed the sting in my chest and drifted after Maverick and Quincey to her troupe's studio. The second Quincey—the star ballerina—walked in, every dancer stopped and greeted her. "Quincey, is that your boyfriend? He's so hot." "Duh. Why else would he be carrying her around?" Quincey flashed that smug little smile, pretending to scold them. Told them to get back to practice like she wasn't eating up every word.

Their laughter is echoing in the entire room. She is feeling helpless, her eyes swell due to continuous crying. ‘’Dear lord, please save me. Help me out. Please save my dignity from these cruel monsters..’’ She prayed with tears continuously rolling down her face. All men are high due to the effect of drugs. Her sleeves are torn. She almost lost hopes and thought her life ended after this moment. Jack kicked her leading her to drop on the bed while others attacked her like hungry meat. One of them started kissing her neck, almost bruising her with their assault. Jack was about to pull off choli when..

Then a let out a shallow breath told her “I’m not really hungry” I also pick up my black-colored bag from the dining table and walked away from her, well after I told her my byes of course. I didn’t really feel like eating after all the shit that just transpired in there just now. Really, I lost my appetite the moment Alexia started her little drama. And, you might be wondering why we all got our bags from the dining room, well it was the maid. She’s an American woman in her early forties, who I didn’t see this morning. But that’s how she is, she does her work early and fast. So, I hardly see her, only when necessary.

Beta Dean drawled with a smirk and I laughed as Scarlett glared playfully at him "And we were just telling Alpha Kayden that he would find his mate soon. We just didn't realize how SOON it would be" Greyson mused and I laughed again as I leaned into him "Who would have thought? Kayden's mate turned out to be shy little Dorothy" Scarlett uttered and I grinned Indeed, who would have thought?

"Alright, I understand. Eta, don't worry. It will be done very soon." "Alright! Thank you, Randolph!" Dominic' hand holding the phone broke out in a sweat. He was very distressed seeing Laverne being kicked in the videos. Two minutes later, a proud voice came from the other end of the call, "Eta, it's done." "Alright! Thank you, Randolph!" Dominic heaved a sigh of relief. Hanging up the phone, he quickly picked up Marilyn's phone and walked out. Dominic opened the door and walked to the living room.

Diana's statements should have caused a whimper, but they didn't. After telling them what to do, Diana felt tremendous exhaustion catch up with her, and her vision began blurring. Everyone gasped in surprise with worries in their eyes, then they all scampered around to do what they needed to do, but to those who knew what happened to her, they didn't. Nirvana, the high witch, and Jenna went to her side.

It was someone else's. "It isn't over." I ran a shaky hand through my hair, exhaling slowly. It was just a dream. That's all it was. And yet, deep down, I wasn't sure I really believed that. A soft rustling pulled me from my thoughts. I turned to find Damon sitting in the chair by the window, his gaze fixed on me. He was shirtless, his dark hair slightly disheveled, and the way the moonlight highlighted the sharp angles of his face made him look almost otherworldly.

Coral chuckles finding her cute. “So um, you never gonna meet him right?” “That is what one-night stands are, duh” Kelly deadpans and sips on her drink. Chloe ignores Kelly's remark and waits for Coral's reply. Coral bites her lower lip, having the thought that she wants to meet him again. She does not want it to be just a one-night stand.

If not for the miscarriage report I had hidden away, if not for the child no one had ever known about, I might have believed him. Damon's phone rang soon after. He went out to the balcony to answer it. When the glass door closed, only Selene and I remained in the room. She set down her teacup, and the softness on her face vanished. "You're still not leaving?" I looked at her. She laughed. "Honestly, I've never seen anyone put up with as much as you." "Seven times." "All I had to do was say one word, and Damon turned a wedding into a divorce ceremony."