The Dove Book Novels & Stories

Stopping, I began to take my pants off, and my little dove looked at me with wide eyes as she asked, “What are you doing?” “What does it look like I am doing? I am going to shift so that I can carry you.” I told her, and her eyes widened even more, telling me she was afraid of this idea. “Urijah look what happened to me the last time that I rode on the back of one of you.” My little dove said to me, and I couldn’t help but leave a growl out thinking about her riding on Ethan’s wolf, as jealousy filled me that she had trusted him, but right now she isn’t having faith in me.

Hi" Nike waved at the crowd and the noise became loud again. Jasmine sigh as she watch the crowd shout. The noise died down and Nike began singing.. Nike: 🎶 You were the the diamond I didn't wanna let go.... They kept singing and the girls kept screaming as they sang "OMG.. his voice is so cool" Jenny exclaimed in amazement "I wondered if I will be picked" she said in her mind and Desmond held her hands "You will" Desmond assured and she smiled Jasmine also smile after she heard what Desmond said.. "he must be a cool guy to his girlfriend" Jasmine thought and Desmond scoff lowly

Her words sent waves of calming energy through me again and I decided to put on my runners. We spent the morning walking the different trails. We talked non-stop and any human who would have seen me would have thought I was crazy. Dove knew everything about me. She told me she wanted to hug me when Kerry Minster stole my Barbie and she wanted to bite Jarrad Thompson’s head off for tricking us into doing his assignment. I couldn’t believe that she had been there all this time and I felt a little sad that she had to watch me get hurt and used.

The cold silence in the room was deafening to his ears and he blamed himself for her condition. None of this would've happened if he had listened to his elders all those years ago. So many had to die because of his foolishness. Instead of killing Raven as he was instructed to, he found himself being drawn to her. She was beautiful in a dangerous way and he knew that from the moment he first saw her. Dove, she was named at birth but also marked as cursed, as the black sun witnessed her coming to life.

Pigeon doesn’t fit in my hands. Dove. Yes, that’s it. My dove. My pomba.