Novel & Cerita Romance Dorian

“You’re staring at each other again.” Noelle’s small voice cut through the thick silence. Sebastian stepped back immediately, releasing Nyra’s arm as if he’d been caught doing something forbidden. Nyra straightened, ignoring the sting in her grazed arm. “We’re not.” “You are,” Noelle insisted. “Like in the movies before they kiss.” Sebastian cleared his throat. “Enough.” Sirens wailed outside the lodge. Guests were being ushered away, security shouting instructions. The scent of gunpowder still hung in the air, mixing with pine and melted wax from fallen candles.

Sophia Daniel Kim arrived at noon exactly. I watched him from the upper landing as he came through the front door — tall, composed, wearing a suit with the ease of someone who had never needed clothes to feel confident. He had the kind of face that would age into authority. Sharp cheekbones, intelligent dark eyes, a stillness to his expression that I recognized now as something practiced rather than natural. He had been practicing stillness in Ethan's proximity for ten years. I came down the stairs as Marcus escorted him to the sitting room. Daniel looked up when he heard my steps. He stopped moving for exactly half a second when he saw me.

a woman yelled from the back. “Ma!” he yelled back. “I am about to bring home your son-in-law!” There was a crash in the back before a spatula came flying out, heading for Enzo’s head with frightening accuracy. “Stop bothering the customers!” “Fine,” he grumbled and then winked at Dorian before strutting away. Dorian watched Enzo’s hips sway until he disappeared out of sight. “Are you gay?” I asked Dorian. “No, I’m not,” he replied calmly.

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

We find Dorian in the kitchen harassing one of our Omega members. “All I want is some damn lunch.” Dorian is yelling at Annie, who looks terrified. “DORIAN” I used my commanding voice, knowing that he will pay attention. “No one here is a slave. My Omegas do not make me food unless they want to. Here we do things for ourselves. Annie I am sorry about the confusion this is Dorian, Daphne’s brother in law. I will handle it from here, you go ahead and run along. Tell your folks I said hello and look forward to seeing everyone at the mating ceremony.” Annie quickly runs out of the manor house via the kitchen door. Finally, I turn my attention to Dorian. He is looking at me like I grew another he

"Oh goddess... Ah... Aah... Oh my g-gosh... Ah...Your cock's...stretching me...wait..Aah...s-so good, Dorian.... Agh...Aaah–!! Oh fuck–" "And how will you thank me?" Dorian asked with a grunt as he pushed right in. Ezra's hole did the thanking, clenching around him tighter. "You're squeezing around me like this... Good, very good. I'll punish your naughty hole without any mercy." "Then...Ah– wreck me... aagh– if you can," "Oh, you don't dare a horny vampire, little Omega," Dorian warned. "I dare to. So...prove how good...your waist is. Show me..." The rest of the sentence didn't make it out of Ezra's mouth as a now-determined Dorian increased both the rate and the already alarming intensity

It all felt so awfully wrong, a foreign experience she couldn't reconcile. The kiss didn't set her ablaze like Ronnie's fiery kisses often did. Dario's kiss was understated, almost lacking in zest, and it left her craving the explosive intensity she had come to associate with Ronnie's passionate embraces. When Ronnie kissed her, he ignited a fervor within her that tempted her toward the unthinkable. In stark contrast, Dario's kiss left her yearning to pull away, a sensation that crept over her like an unsettling shiver in the midst of a heatwave.

He added cryptically. “Win her? How?” I asked and Dorian smiled. “Leave that to me. And now, let’s talk about payment. I’m not doing this for free.” I felt a little wary at his words but Ron immediately interjected. “How much do you want? I can pay any price to have Brianne back home.” I looked at Ron in surprise. I thought he hated his wife for making him reject his mate. Why was he so desperate to have her back. Dorian gave a dry laugh at that. “Do I look like I need your money, Alpha?” He said and I took one look at the expensive VIP section and realized that he didn’t.

the lady said and I scoffed. "You misunderstood everything ma'am, she's just a friend, there's no love attached" I explained. "Really? Okay then, I am sorry for misunderstanding" she apologized. "Thanks" I said and I sighed. Very funny lady, how could she think I'm in love with Jasmine. I scoffed again. "Impossible" I muttered. The door to the changing room opened and Jasmine came out again. This time dressed in short yellow dress with flower patterns. "How do I look?" She asked and I almost couldn't stop myself from staring at her.

“You’re perfect for me. Fucking perfect.” He replaced his fingers with his tongue, flicking it inside me until I had no choice but to submit myself to him in every way that counted. I shattered against him, all of my past, present, and future seeming to unravel in his arms. Dorian held me together while he licked me clean, shifting from under my skirts and sliding me down his body until my legs were wrapped around his waist. His eyes scanned mine, a mixture of awe and wonder. “You’re breathtaking,” he murmured. “Every inch of you is perfection, Ria.”