Perfectly In Pieces Dramione Novels & Stories

I close the journal before finishing reading it, but my head still throbs with pain. I reach trembling for the glass on the table next to the armchair, but it shatters along with the water in it. The sound of the shattering makes my ears ring so much that I didn't hear Damon coming down the stairs. He approaches me with Taylor, taking my hands in his. The image of the terrified people around me, my hand covered in blood, but also the screams in the background, cloud my vision, and everything turns black.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry Jasmine! Elena said, her face pale with shock. Jasmine's eyes blazed with anger, her face reddening. Without warning, Jasmine's fist, flew towards Elena's face, giving her a hard punch. Elena's head snapped back, as Jasmine's fist made contact with her cheek. Her face stung, with the force of the blow sending a jolt of pain through her skin. Jasmine's fist clenched, her arm cocking back for another. Elena's eyes locked onto the motion. Jasmine's fist swung forward, but Elena dodged it with the blow landing in the air which left Jasmine off-balance. Jasmine stood up from the ground and lifted Elena, her fingers digging deep into Elena's skin as she dragged her. Jasmin

Reluctantly, Amelia permitted Jake to lead her back to the main hall, leaving Catherine simmering in the shadows. ******* Meanwhile, Ronald retreated to his private study, the heaviness of the evening weighing on him. The crackling fire offered a false warmth, failing to thaw the chill within. He poured himself a whiskey, the amber liquid swirling as his mind raced. Jake’s words during the toast were strategic, designed to unsettle him—and it had succeeded. Ronald took pride in his composure, but tonight he felt the carefully woven threads of his life starting to come apart. A knock at the door caught his attention. “Come in,” he called, his tone sharp.

The knowledge that he owed Daniel for the bar tab, for the drinks, for the friendship that had appeared so conveniently. Eventually, Adam exhaled. "What information do you need?" Daniel smiled. "Just a schedule." Adam nodded slowly. "I'll see what I can do." "Thank you." Daniel raised his glass. "I really appreciate this." Adam raised his own glass, but his smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Daniel noticed but he filed it away. At the Anderson mansion that evening, Bianca found herself unable to stop thinking about everything she'd revealed to Verity. The conversation had left her unsettled. Not because she regretted trusting her friend. But because saying the words out loud had made the sit

How are you going to answer that? Draco never looked away from Daemon but his voice remained calm. "You're wasting time." "So that's a yes?" Daemon teased. "Daemon." His tone sharpened by a fraction. "Review the security footage." Daemon shook his head and said, "I'm in the middle of a conversation." "No." A pause. "You were." Another, "Now you're following orders." Daemon groaned loudly enough for everyone to hear. "You've become impossible." "I've always been impossible." Draco admitted back.

I ordered the bitterest black coffee they had. The papers lay spread out on the table, the top page reading "Application for Mate Bond Dissolution." I stared at it for a long time before organizing the documents in order and tucking them under a stack of ordinary forms. Just then, the bell above the door chimed. I looked up and saw Brandon and Liana walking in together. He stopped short. But Liana was the first to smile, her eyes crinkling as she greeted me. "You must be the future Luna of the Blackstone pack, Elizabeth Crowley. Hello. You're much prettier than your photos."

About all the people who were broken by Daniel's schemes who are slowly putting themselves back together. And she thinks about this house. This garden. This family they built from ruins. The song changes to something with a faster tempo. Pierce starts jumping up and down. Ariella twirls in circles until she gets dizzy and falls over laughing. Damien looks up at the window and sees Selene watching. He smiles and waves. "Come down!" he calls. "Come dance with us!" She shakes her head, content to watch. "Please, Mama!" Pierce yells. "We need you!"

He wasn't paying attention to me because he was too busy unzipping my dress and I let him easily take off the black balloon sleeve pencil dress as I stood naked before him. "Do you not love me?" I asked him, closing my eyes as his hands found their way to my breasts like they always do. He didn't answer me, he simply massaged the small mounds of meat in his big angry palms, squeezing harder and harder. "Oden," I called him and his eyes looked down at mine as I looked up at him, "why have you not hit me?" He tilted his head, his eyes flashing with confusion as he brought his hand up to my face and he touched the side of my face I was most insecure about, "my perfect doll," he whispered. ~~~