Planet Dolan Characters Novels & Stories

“What?” “Hmm,” Her blue gems slowly raked over Daniella’s face. Dola’s gaze lowered for a moment, observing her neck as her light pools of blue quickly began to darken. As her heated hues of midnight blue flittered back up, soaking in Daniella’s flushed cheeks and wavering scowl, Dola smirked. “Still a feisty little minx, I see.” “Excuse you-” Dola turned to me, “So what’s the problem with Chandler getting married?”

He pushed. "The Luna's sister, Bella. I found out yesterday that she's my mate. I mean, why her? Will she believe me when I tell her that?" Dolphus said with a worried filled expression. Alpha Connor stared at him with shock on his face. Bella? That female that looks like a crazy person? She and Dolphus are just opposite of each other. Dolphus is calm and she is a great talker. Although, he is sure that their love will rekindle, it doesn't matter the kind of person they are. Just like him and Daciana, they are two different people that make up a great pair.

Every message vanished into silence, without a single reply. Donald asked the aide to watch over Dolly and drove to EverCore to look for Angela. Not long after he left, Dolly woke up. She woke crying. “Mommy, where’s my mommy? I want my mommy…” The aide tried to comfort her. “Once you eat, Mommy will come see you.” Dolly believed her. She finished the bowl of oatmeal. Her mother still did not come. Dolly used her own phone to call Mommy. No one answered.

“Dolphus,I know it’s my fault for hurting her. You have every right to hate me.” He placed the card carefully on a small vase holder near the door. “I’ll leave this here. Consider it a token of remorse. There’s no password connected to it.” Dolphus’s deep voice stopped him. “Hold on.” Drake stopped. Dolphus glanced behind him. Inside, Elena was helping Aaron settle on the sofa. Dolphus waited until he was sure they weren’t listening before speaking again. “Elena isn’t just known as a genius,” Dolphus said. “She is one. You might have forgotten what she’s capable of, but you can still go back and check her record. The things she’s done for the pack. Those are facts.”

Tania's POV The mere presence of Dolph stirred within me a profound sense of unease, particularly considering the fact that my lover, Talon, had something significant to share with me. This was his second attempt in trying to tell me something which he seemed very important. However, I had no choice but to momentarily set aside Talon's matters, for it was imperative that I met with Dolph. In order to truly comprehend the situation at hand, I needed to hear him out, and equally important was the necessity of keeping Dolph informed about my current relationship status rather than leaving him in the dark.

That kind of power burned fast and collapsed just as quickly. But Damon was different. And the Luna, Rachel, was different still. A woman who survived cruelty, rejection and isolation within her own bond and did not fracture. She wasn’t a weakness. She was a variable. And I hated variables. Variables disrupted carefully laid plans. They bent trajectories and introduced outcomes that couldn’t be forced or threatened into submission. But they also revealed truths men like Damon often hid behind duty. “Prepare the clearing,” I said. “No guards within sight. No banners. No posturing.”

"And in the chaos that follows, we will rise, triumphant, to reclaim what we've lost." “I am going to do everything in my power to find those poor rankless wolf parents! Once I found Estella and Philip, they are the one who's going to prove that their daughter is now Lyza Pressman,” a devilish smirk was visible on Darlyn's face. Donovan doesn’t know what to think. It’s been years since he last saw those poor rankless wolf parents. Where could they be right now? He wondered if they really were the key to the truth?

Monica just shook her head and continued poking her sewing needle into the black ball gown I would wear. Feeling deflated I wrung my hands together and lowered my eyes. “I didn't think of the possibility of him being killed; I mean, he is a member of the Moon Council and taking Grandpa with him,” I stated just as Daniel entered the room and eyed us oddly. “Have you seen Donovan? I can't find him anywhere,” he huffed and I hissed a worrisome, “OH NO!” Daniel sighed, “Would anyone care to fill me in on what is going on?”

Tony asks. "Of course, I forgive you. I knew you'd never kill me. That shot was not the best that you could do. Besides, let bygones be bygones. Let's go and drink whiskey. I need one after all the things that happened today. I want to check on Donna Romani," Dante says. Tony watches Dante walk away. I love to see Donald Romani. He has always had a crush on her. He knows she is much older than he is, but she is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. He also knows that he can never reveal how he feels about her, because they need life would be worth nothing. Don Romani is known for being very jealous of his wife. As he and Enzo are standing in Dante's office, a younger version of Donna Ro

Once the room fell silent, Dolly wiped her face and continued angrily, “Evelyn, listen to me. You’ve been entangled with Julian for seven years—seven whole years! You’ve made a mess of things, but he doesn’t love you. He doesn’t even respect you or the White family. “The world is so big, why hang yourself on this one tree? Today it's threatening to jump, what's next? Slitting your wrists tomorrow? None of this affects him—he stopped believing you a long time ago.” She paused, glaring at me with frustration. “Evelyn, you’re rich and gorgeous. Why are you such a hopeless romantic?” Finally finding an opening to speak, I asked, “Dolly, who is Julian Moore? I don’t remember him.” Dolly froze for