Raising Dion Comic Book Novels & Stories

Dion just ignored what he said and went back to study. Dion spent his life studying. He did his utmost best to study since his dream was to be one of the ministers in the New Order. After playing with his friends, he will go back to his home immediately to read books. He worked even harder when Madreign attacked Rajanseth. His goal is to help everyone and keep the peace inside and outside the island. So that, after Renata came back from Madreign, no one will be sent outside the island again; no more wars between the nations; and no more people will leave in fear of oppression.

"Typical. You're always like this, aren't you? Always trying to take away everything I like." His voice dropped into a warning. "I'm telling you one last time. Let go of Fiora... or I'll beat you senseless." A soft laugh escaped Riven's lips. "You really think you'd win?" he asked, his smile never fading, though a dangerous gleam flashed across his blue eyes. "I'm much stronger than you, Darius." A crooked grin spread across Darius' face. "We'll see who's still standing in the end." Elyon, who had already returned to his book, quietly closed it once more, apparently deciding that watching Darius and Riven argue was far more interesting.

I am about to hold his shoulder and whisper him to move when Damian hold me on my waits, motioning me to move aside. “Let me do it, he’s heavy.” I nod my head and give some way for Damian. Levi is watching us from behind so I just pull a force smile at him and watch Damian trying to move Rael. Just when Damian was about to move Rael once again, the latter opened his eyes and sternly look at Damian before he look at me then sarcastically smirk, pushing Damian away. “I was there for Dionne first, before you and that fcktard Elric.”

"I want to see it. Do you have a picture of your collection room?" Dion smiled. "No, I don't." "What, why? Seriously man, don't you flex it on social media? On Facebook?" He chuckled and shakes his head. "No, no. I don't do that flexing, may it be in person or social media. I don't even have a Facebook account." Zhairo's jaw drops, which made me laugh. "You're impossible." Dion looks at me with his brows arched. Probably he doesn't understand why Zhairo told him he is impossible. I chuckled before saying,

I drive my elbow into his nose, feel cartilage collapse under the blow, and for one perfect second, the only sound is his scream. Then Dion is on me. He grabs me from behind, one massive arm locking around my throat, the other hooking under my arm and yanking me back against his chest. My feet leave the ground as he lifts me like I weigh nothing, my vision exploding in stars as pressure cuts off my air. “There it is,” he mutters in my ear, breath hot and cruel. “That little spark. I was wondering when you’d show it.” I claw at his arm, nails digging into skin, but it’s useless. He tightens his grip until my lungs burn and my heartbeat roars in my ears.

Just as Alexa were trying to control her tears, a chilling presence approached them. It was none other than Dionysus, or Dio as he liked to be called, the cousin of Jean and Gilbert. Dio, even in his edwardian era dark blue 'costume' was still a striking figure, with piercing green eyes and white hair still untied wildly, made him look like a vampire. Alexa never loses an awe seeing his facial feature almost mirrored Gilbert's. His usually icy demeanor had a strange warmth when it came to Alexa. They had met earlier in the night of the bloody Reverie Dinner party and had quickly formed an unlikely friendship.

Pine looked at Rai intensely, "The reason why Dion is here is that I told her to. The best place to hide from the enemy is of course the enemy's house itself. That's what I told her." Rai approached Pine, leaning against the window beside her bed, "What do you mean? And who is Dion?" "My sister. The woman that King Antro brought. The woman I believed was by your side," replied Pine. Rai let out a long sigh. Things were getting more and more complicated, and there was no longer any room in him for a surprise. He knew Diana, or the woman who claimed to be Diana, was indeed a strange human being. That woman was weirder than anyone, even vampires. Her fearlessness, oddities, courage, and mysteri

Zara declared. “You are no leader of ours… alpha Draven is my alpha,” Dion replied spitefully. Zara’s eyebrows furrowed as she glared at him, “I take it you are challenging me?” she asked. Dion swallowed, suddenly he was unsure of himself, he looked around, why was Joel not here? In a fight, Joel was the only one that was maybe strong enough to beat Zara… why the fuck was he not here? “Are you?” Zara pressed on sensing his hesitance, he was not so strong now he didn’t have armor and nine warriors backing him up.

“Rylie!” They both looked at their back. Dione saw three men approaching them, including the man who called Rylie. When they saw her next to Rylie, their faces got suddenly serious. Dione was suddenly nervous because of it, what Dylan had done to her suddenly flashback to her. “Bro! Come and sit here! I’m with my friend, Dione!” Dione looked at Rylie as she introduced her as a friend to the man she called older brother. “Friend?” the man asked after sitting across from Dione. The man stared at her, causing her to be conscious and not look at it.

Even if he hadn’t, any information was useful by this point. "No one going to drink with me?" Dion asked, pouting. "You guys aren’t any fun." "Who said we were here for leisure?" Ashton challenged. "You’re quite aggressive, aren’t ya?" Dion chuckled, taking a seat across from us. "But I will let you know I’m not afraid of you, big bad alpha." Jerking, I looked to where Dion was smirking. How the fuck did he know that Ashton was an alpha? We didn’t mention it to even Q or Tatiana.