S Dorst Novels & Stories

The reason for this was certainly because Frostine had slapped her yesterday and even said she was uglier than a toad. Just then, several people arrived at Usoro Manor’s gate. She looked at them intently. ‘D*mn, aren’t they Frostine Usoro, Alex Rockefeller, and his daughter too?’ Meanwhile, she did not see Dory. Perhaps, Dory was not qualified to come to such an occasion. However, Khloe still had an ominous foreboding. ‘Impossible! ‘This is absolutely impossible. The Usoro family has put up such a great line-up just to welcome this trash. Won’t they become a laughing stock? They’re receiving Frostine Usoro’s paramour!

If he wasn’t an alpha, he’d have been dead before we even started to fight about what to do to save him. “No,” Nate said. His voice shook nearly as much as my hands. “He’s lying. Or he isn’t lying — I believe he can do it. But he won’t.” Dor stared at me. His eyes — speaking of subatomic. There was something about his eyes that sucked me in, down and down, like a whirlpool that led somewhere horrifically creepy and seductive that would never let you out. “Yes, he will,” Dor said, and reached for the cuffs.

I waited four minutes. The elevator opened and a woman in a charcoal blazer crossed the lobby toward me with the brisk walk of someone whose entire professional existence was organized around other people's time. "Miss Arande." She stopped in front of me. "I'm Claire, Mr. Donovan's executive assistant. I'll take you up." I stood and followed her. The elevator required a key card. Claire pressed it to the panel and the button for the fourteenth floor lit up without being touched. I watched the numbers climb in silence, the lobby falling away beneath us, the city expanding through the glass panel on the elevator's rear wall.

◇NO POV◇ it's been already a week that sriste joined as dhruv's secretary she is working hard in order to impress him instead of getting into his nerves like others he is also explaining to her calmly instead of shouting or hurting her sriste started to feel he is different from what people said as he is always nice with her as usual today she is speaking with dora by the time he came when she seen him she became cam he sat on his chair and asked "you became so close to dora" she smiled and said "if they have someone who cares for them is us only sir for us mom, dad, siblings, friends etc we have many but for them only us so I'm making it happy"

Dante began and I shut my eyes. "The one woman you respect the most." Maddox finished, and I licked my lower lip. "Are you both done? Can you get out of my office now?" I opened my eyes to glare at them but the two assholes just ignored me. Then a knock sounded on my door, and I narrowed my eyes when it opened, revealing four hot girls dressed in nothing but skimpy outfits. The bastards invited whores here? I clenched my fists, knowing what was going on now.

EMBER Nara yanked me behind a tall rack of shields just as the heavy doors groaned open. Kairos strode into the arsenal, his posture relaxed. Dora stood tall, the spear still in hand, her expression blank. “Lady Dora,” Kairos said, a charming smile curving his lips. “I didn’t expect to find you here. Looking for something… or someone?” Dora’s grip tightened on the spear. “Just checking inventory, Zeta. Nothing that concerns you.”

(THE PLAN) *AVOL territory* Desmond, Michael and other members were present, waiting patiently for the arrival of LORD STONE the supreme of them all. Some were chit chatting and laughing while minding their own business. "it's been a while you showed up here.Did you perhaps become a cool guy during the search? Albert smiled mischievously as he walk to Desmond "Did you succeed in finding her(Sera)? Don't forget your time is ticking... Albert added but Desmond kept mute, ignoring him

“Which of you left these footprints?” Nathan turned to the healer, who looked at the footprints. Doreon watched the road, following the trail of footprints with his frowning forehead. Doreon was the brightest man Nathan had ever known, and although his choice to put him in charge of the royal army was a strategic move to appease some of the lords, Doreon had earned that position. No one was a strategist like him, no one could lead an army like him, and no one could solve mysteries like him. Doreon was a tracker, able to find any trace, a spy who knew how to make himself invisible to the eyes of all, and able to pull out information even to the most sealed mouths. His intuitions had been usef

Smile, nod, and pretend like she doesn't exist" Dawn turned and before she could say anything else, Gorge, the HR manager walked by, no doubt wanting to stick his nose in what was assuredly not his business. "Why is it that you ladies do nothing but gossip and talk" "Morning Gorge" Dawn greeted. "What's so great about the morning" he snorted, perching on the edge of her desk "you, Dawn, I need a favor" he slapped a pile of paperwork on her desk. "I need you to sort the stock market ratings and send it to the fax machine."

Lester invited his class for a meal as it was the last holiday of the Mid-Autumn Festival and he wanted to grab this opportunity to confess to Dora. Dora walked over hurriedly, “Lester, his name is Darryl, he’s a friend of mine. Stop pestering him.” “I’m not pestering him…” Lester tried to explain. “You’re not? So why are so many of you are closing in on him?!” Dora stomped her foot in anger.