The Best Of Me Dramione Novels & Stories

"Only a fool wouldn't want a woman like Melody. I'm lucky she chose to be with me." Dorian's response brought my mother close to tears. "I'm so happy she found you." She hugged Dorian. "I'm the luckiest to have found her," Dorian replied. "Wow Mel, You're getting married tomorrow." Malfoy took my hands and shook them. "I'm happy to see you happy." He rubbed my head like he was holding a young pet. "Stop it, Malfoy." I frowned. "I missed doing this, Mel. Please don't stop me now."

She needed more. "D-Damien" she whimpered, her voice hoarse. "That's it, baby," he coaxed, his fingers tangling in her hair. She came with a scream, her body convulsing. She felt his cock throb, and then he came with a groan, filling her with his hot cum. "Fuck," Damien panted. "That was the best fuck I have ever had." "Me, too," Aria agreed, her voice weak. "You are the best," the strange man murmured.

My best friend, Eleanor Fitzroy, and I both transmigrated into an era of turmoil, where we happen to become students of a legendary seer. I am born with an uncanny gift for divination. With nothing more than three coins, I can read the signs of fate and predict what is yet to come. Eleanor, meanwhile, possesses an extraordinary mind for strategy. She can decipher the most complex military tactics and, with a single formation of her own design, turn the tide against thousands of soldiers. After leaving Ravenvale, our mentor's secluded valley, we join forces to support the disgraced Seventh Prince, Alexander Wyndham, and help him rise to the throne. Alexander soon falls deeply in love wit

“Hermione. This is Dean Miller. He’s a friend.” “His only friend,” Dean corrected. “Some would even call us best friends.” He stretched his hand out to Hermione. “Nice to meet you.” Hermione took his hand. “The pleasure is mine.” She replied smoothly, noting that Dean didn't look surprised when Rhys introduced her as his wife. He had known beforehand. She didn’t know Dean apart from what the articles revealed, but she knew enough to know that no friend of Rhys could be a simple man. It was best that she was on his good side.

her manager named Ava said as she walked into the room but was stunned after. “ Oh My…. You look… You look absolutely gorgeous… Shit, The makeup looks perfect, Oh I love you already” she said as she pouted her lips, forging tears out of her eyes as everyone laughed heartily. “ C'mon let's get this done with and give your fans an amazing comeback shot”. She said excitedly as she led the way. On getting there, someone else was already taking her shot, it was no other than her best friend. As the camera snapped away, capturing the perfect shot for her, the tension between the two former best friends, Irene and Alice was palpable.

he said, raising his glass at me, with a wink. “You know Tyrion,” I smirked, standing to my feet with my drink in hand. “I have always known you and I had something in common. I can be very clever, and so are you. But hearing you say this, I think you are a masterpiece,” I chuckled, tapping on his shoulder. Pacing around the room, I had imagined a thousand and one ways this could go. Damon would be forced to give up his loyalty to Jake and hand over what I most desire. I giggled, washing down my ego with a gulp of liquor.

When the light returned, it wasn't a vlog of their love. It was a security feed from my own bedroom, dated two months before our breakup. It showed Elena walking through my closet, mocking my clothes, and Julian laughing as he told her how much easier she was to control than I was. Then, the audio kicked in. "You make me feel better than Clara, El." Julian’s voice boomed through the speakers. "She doesn't know as many skills as you do. You really know how to turn me on. You are submissive and easy to control, while she is… very challenging.”

Her laughter echoed through the hallway and something inside me clenched painfully. If my father were alive… If I still had someone who hugged me like that… Maybe I wouldn’t feel so breakable. Maybe I wouldn’t be standing here with a suitcase full of everything I owned. He finally released her, wiping a bit of moisture from his eyes. Then his gaze shifted to me. “And who is this?” he asked, His gravelly voice was still silky somehow, rough around the edges, but smooth enough to make my stomach flip. “This,” Allison beamed, grabbing my arm, “is Melanie. My best friend. My other half. The one I won’t shut up about.”

I watched Jared Hamilton tangled up with Luciana Rose in the crystal orb. One of them was my mate, and the other was my best friend. Every drop of blood in my body seemed to freeze. I sat on the couch, as though my soul had been ripped out of my body, and stared blankly ahead. The imagery in the orb continued playing, and I couldn't quite look away as they kissed their way from the living room to the bedroom. He pushed her down on the bed, fingers sliding over her clothes like he had done a thousand times. "Can we do it tonight?"

оt letting a ѕіnglе drор раѕt the ѕuсtіоn lіnе of her lips. I рumреd аnd рumреd аnd рumреd аnd wаѕ fіnаllу dry. Whеn ѕhе fеlt nо mоrе coming, ѕhе lеаnеd uр, looked at me, ѕmіlеd, and ѕwаllоwеd. It wаѕ thе ѕеxіеѕt fuсkіng thing I've еvеr seen. I іmmеdіаtеlу рullеd hеr сlоѕе to kiss, a dеер, wet, раѕѕіоnаtе kіѕѕ. I dоn't knоw how lоng we ѕtауеd lіkе thаt. Wе wеrе broken uр when we hеаrd ѕ оmеоnе уеll аt uѕ. "Psst, mоvіе'ѕ оvеr. Gеt a rооm!"