One And Done Dramione Novels & Stories

Chapter Forty-Three - The Reaper Reyna's POV Slowly I came to. My head was heavy and throbbing. I could still feel the spot where the needle had been jammed into my neck. I looked up, seeing double of a man in a god-awful green suit. The creepy vibes clicked into place as I recognized Leon standing in front of me. "Not you again," I groaned. I blinked my eyes a few times, trying to focus. My head was pounding from whatever drug they gave me to knock me out. I was now stuck seeing double of the world's ugliest gnome. And no one deserves to be cursed with such atrocities.

But she shook her head, turning to face me instead. "Let her go, Mr. Smith. This is weak, even for you!" Matilda demanded. John sneered, his voice dripping with venom. "I guess you don’t want that promotion after all. Leave now, or consider yourself fired." Matilda stood her ground, adjusting her stance. "I’ll put this online if you don’t let her go." She pulled out her phone and pointed the camera at John. Immediately, I felt his grip loosen slightly.

" Jack looked over to Flora, and she gave him a nod. Damon was seen here. "I will be coming with you," he announced. Everyone got in the car, and Damon drove away from the clan as they left. **** DIANA'S ROOM **** "Diana...." Ariel reached out to Diana, who was still crying when she answered. Since she heard the news, she hasn't been acting like herself, and things only got worse when she saw her body. Ever since the news reached her, she hasn't been herself.

“Yes.” Diane bumped my shoulder gently. “Damian is not Ronan.” “I know,” I said weakly. Diane sat her cup down and placed her hands on my shoulders. “Then act like you know it. Release the past, even if you do it one step at a time. Tonight will be a good night.” Before I could answer, someone brushed too close behind me. My hand jolted, and the wine in my cup spilled down the front of my dress. “Sorry, Princess, I didn’t….” the omega stammered.

Or was it because she could not bear to lose two men fighting over her? I suddenly felt exhausted. “Camelia, I don’t like seeing you like this. Let’s just break up.” Then, I picked up my suitcase. Without another glance at her expression, I walked straight out of the apartment. Fate was unpredictable. I had not taken more than a few steps when a surge of pain washed over me, and my vision began to blur. The next second, everything went black. The last sound I heard was Camelia’s scream. When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was the stark white of a hospital room.

I admit. Everyone in the room goes silent for a moment, making me realise in that moment how much one stupid detail can mean so much to people. Damon's expression immediately erupts into one of pure delight. Of course, he would. I can feel the weight of Shinee's gaze on my back, but I refuse to turn and look at him. "You surprise me every day. Let me know if you ever want help with that. After the spell, of course," Damon tells me, with a wink. Funny how he is magically okay with talking about virginity now that I'm involved over Hermione.

asked Cynthia getting in and settling down . " You' ll know ." said Dmaon smirking and closing the door . " Now no questions for next half an hour just sit silently and listen to slena gomez ." said Damon tuning on the music . " Wiat what the hell half an hour were are we exactly going and it's too late it's 3 in the morning .Oh my god i just relaised we Danced for four hours non stop Damn it now my feet are gonna pain so bad ." said Cynthia .

Now she has only one option and that was to wait for her father to come back but he didn't, till now he is in a coma. "Ma'am, your makeup is done" The artist is declared but Mira didn't open her eyes. She wasn't ready to see herself like that, scared that she would cry. She has promised that she won't. The woman looked at her confused, not able to understand why she was not opening her eyes. "You need to wear a lehenga now!" Damon looked up from his phone when he realised that the makeup artist is struggling. His eyes softened when he noticed how Mira is frozen in her place and has refused to open her eyes. He could understand the trauma she had gone through but as he promised himself, he wa

He added the last part instantly and she blinked at him before a smile broke on her lips. "You will?" She asked beaming joyously and he was taken off guard by her sudden happiness as he nodded his head. "Of course," He said and she smiled at him completely unaware of the dark amber rims glowering at the two of them. Draco was in his study that overlooked the garden. He was talking on his phone while strolling casually when his eyes fell on long honey tresses. Fiona was in the garden along with Kolton, that kid, and the maid.

They contact everyone—every hospital, every elder—but nothing is working. Damon is sitting in his room and drinking. He tries to find her everywhere, but nothing is working; maybe Adira is punishing him. He never valued her or respected her, and now she is gone. Damon, though, got interrupted when his room door opened and he looked up to see Jasmine standing in front of him. Jasmine is wearing a tight red dress with high heels, and she is smiling towards Damon. "How are you, Damon?" she asks. "Jasmine, leave now; I am not in the mood." Damon said as he gulped down his alcohol.