Raising Dion Comic Book Romane & Geschichten

I couldn't miss the coldness in Prince Darion's eyes once the man whispered something in his ear before leaving. Then he turned to me, his eyes bearing into mine. My breath caught in my throat. I could feel the sense of impending doom rising in my chest. “Do you know what it means for my concubine to hook up with another man?” he asked, his tone ice, and my gaze darted. “Death,”

But he doesn't hold me for long before handing me over to Declan. "Did you fuck Clif?" Dion blurts out and I swear I wanted to slap him. “Eh, eh, eh,” Clifton mocks his brother from below the short stairs. Dion looks at him infuriated, his fists balled at his sides. "Is that all that has been eating you up, Diony? How about it was either I fuck her or I won't get to be able to save her. Does that help?" My gaze is focused on Dion because he is the ticking time bomb. Even though I wasn't looking at Clifton, I could sense the stupid grin in his voice. That man...

Diana insisted. "Take it as a mission, Agent Dian. Take it as your mission," a voice interrupted. Her head snapped to the doorway, where Joseph stood fully dressed. "You motherf***er," Diana breathed as Joseph chuckled darkly. "You too...". "Yes... me too," Joseph said, stepping inside to stand before her. "But you are his best friend!" Diana cried. "‘But you are his best friend,’" Joseph mimicked her cruelly. "Why would I be the best friend of my father’s enemy?". Diana shrugged backward, her eyes widening. "Yes, I am the son of Hadeon Adron, and Jonson too".

Traitor. I stepped into view. Mom, Ric, and Dion were seated at the long table like one big happy family. Mom looked relaxed in her silk robe. Ric was reading something on his tablet. And Dion… Dion sat there in a simple black t-shirt that stretched across his broad chest, hair still damp from a shower, looking far too good for someone I was supposed to hate. Mom spotted me first. “Good morning, sweetheart.” I rolled my eyes automatically and kept walking toward the fruit bowl.But then my gaze flicked to Dion.

[Ronin: Dove, where are you? These few words made Diana's fingertips pause for a moment. She thought for a moment and replied to him. [Dove: Contact me if you need me, my phone number is ******] "Ronin" was one of the world's top hackers. Diana had met him accidentally online when she was twelve, and had followed him down the path of hacking ever since. But after her mother died, Diana had never touched that account again. In her last life, she had almost forgotten that she had such a friend. She returned to her old profession today because of John. She wondered why John had been fine all day, but after she had slept for a while, he suddenly became so angry. Diana guessed that someone had sa

He angrily roared, "No! I won't agree with this! You can only be my Luna! You still have our pup! That's right… the pup… You have our pup, so you can't leave! You're with pup!" Dion was already getting a little crazy as his eyes turned red, and he clutched my hand tightly. I smiled softly and said, "You want to use the pup to trap me? How naive can you be?" Dion froze. He still didn't understand what I meant. I tossed him a piece of paper. When he realized it was proof of the termination of my pregnancy, he broke down. He fell to his knees, sobbing without any regard and without a care for his pride as an Alpha.

Dion laughed aloud clearly exaggerating. I stood not far from them with my arms folded as I watched carefully, a part of me was hoping nothing happened because I completely hated violence. "I really hope Jason beats his ass again" I heard Austin say as he watched them too. I looked up at him confused "but isn't Dion like... a part of you guys?" I asked as they were all jocks. I thought they'd all be besties. "Dion is an outcast in my world. I hate the prick. You'll hate him soon too" he answered before looking back at the two who were now just having a stare of.

“You stink. Go take a shower.” “I hope you don’t mind, but I borrowed your…” Dion paused in the doorway of the living room, his last words trailing off as he came face to face with Erik and Jax sitting on the couch next to Elodie. It was clear from the expression of utter shock on his face that he hadn’t heard them come in. There was a moment of embarrassment on Dion’s face at being caught in a woman’s bathrobe, and then he shrugged his wide shoulders. Unfortunately, the movement just loosened the belt at his waist even more. A tantalising triangle of tanned chest appeared, and I looked away guiltily. My hand reached up to rub over my lips to make sure I’d not drooled. “If that gapes any mor

"Yes, but Uncle Damien told him that you two are not together. John's hope is for you to be Dion's girlfriend so that you would change him and make him quit his criminal activities." When did I become part of the chaos in rich people's lives? I sink in the chair by the side of the pool. "But what are Damien and Dion fighting for in the first place?" "Uncle Damien had a client who lost millions to Dion, and they won the case. Dion was forced to pay back half of the money and was arrested for a few years. They have been beefing ever since that." "That's a stupid reason for having a beef with someone." "I know," she says. "Dion wouldn't mind kidnapping you and getting money from Uncle Damien, o

Skôll tries to give a comforting smile… But it's no use. Callisto's huge wolf-shape reaches the platform stairs and puts its paws on the first step. Dione is already shirtless, showing his defined muscles and tattoos… his nails and teeth are growing, showing that he's ready for a fight as well. Breathing deeply, Rhea tightens her pace, hitting her heels on the hall floor. Callisto is almost at the end of the stairs when his eyes are drawn down… to the end of the stairs, where Rhea is standing with arms crossed. Her blue eyes are steady… staring directly into his.