Tell Me A Story Dramione Mga Nobela at Kwento

Consequently, the company's stock prices began to plummet. Meanwhile, the culprit behind everything started her live stream in plain clothes and a bare, grief-stricken face, winning sympathy from countless netizens at once. Lily and Peter were never ones to miss a good spectacle, of course. They also got involved, fabricating stories about me demanding a hugely expensive wedding gift from her side of the family before agreeing to marry her. Peter was particularly brazen about it.

We headed to Valmore Enterprises in silence, we didn't know what to say or what to expect when we saw him, but I, for one thing, could not wait to see him despite everything. We entered the building and Lora's hand was in mine and we saw a lot of our allies and Roman's men. Our sons went to mingle and then I saw Drax with a beautiful dark skin Fae woman on his arm. I was jealous, he leaned in and kissed her and I realized it was his girlfriend, I remembered her from a magazine article that they lived together. Drax looked so handsome in his suit and although his face looked different, I could sense it was him, I felt drawn to him and my wolf said, "Mate, he is still our mate," and my heart f

What will I say? "Speak. Or I'll make up stories to make Dr. Karsyn hate you. Now!!" Screaming at them made their body jolt. "Five. Four. Three--" then somebody spoke. "L-Lord Damon was drunk last night. He seemed very happy and merry. A-And h-he didn't eat anything," my eyebrows etched. "What? Are you making stories? I can't imagine what you're trying to say,"

RISSA'S POV "Fight?!" I exclaimed. Great! Just great! Initially, my brain had been flowing in a sea of oxcytocin, as I was so eager, and I honestly couldn’t wait for us to get out of there so Drax and I could have our moment. Unfortunately, Damian’s call came in, and we had to run for our dear lives. And although I wasn’t happy that our beautiful moment was unavoidably interrupted, my consolation was the fact that I finally got a positive response.

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

she whispered. “They already are,” Damon replied, kissing her temple. “Just like you, just like all of us.” The city outside shimmered like a promise, the skyline bathed in the golden glow of streetlights. Inside, the penthouse held laughter, warmth, and a deep sense of belonging. The threats were gone. Katrina and Lucas had been judged. Damon’s name had been cleared. And now, the Dravens were free to live, to love, and to grow their family without fear.

I smiled at that, will I say it was thanks to the dickhead Cranon who brought me to him. He talked about his mate for the first time, I don’t even want to talk about our age difference yet. The moon goddess can never be wrong, they’ve our fate predestined. “We should head back home, it's past midnight.” Damien took my hands and was leading out of the tower. Each time I get closer I find out something different about Damien. Now I could only help but wonder how he became known to his pack members as a beast that had lived for a hundred years?

placing her hands under her chin, she was getting tired of their unending talks. Draco was torn between the offers in front of him. He had tried his best to develop a cure for the strange illness by killing wolves in his pack, but nothing worked. He cannot afford to lose the throne that his parents died for and now here he is with an offer to marry the daughter of his parents’ murderers.

My hands are shaking so badly I can barely dial. “Miss Rhea,” I blurt when she picks up, “Is Dr. White really Allister Blackwater’s fiancée?” Rhea’s tone is impatient, bored even. “I thought you called me because of something useful, no? Listen, I don’t have time for your nonsense.” Her non–denial is all the confirmation I need. Cold dread settles in my stomach as I realize the depth of the trap I’ve fallen into. “You told me to target and humiliate her without saying she is The Lycan King's fiancée?!” I accuse, panic rising in my voice. “Now I’m screwed. My life is messed up. My career is in ruins. You have to help me!”