The Drifters Novels & Stories

She craved to be chosen openly, shamelessly with no hesitation. When he entered her life, he gave her exactly that, intense affection, gentle touches, long conversations, and a kind of desire she had never known. For a sheltered girl who has always felt invisible, his warm affection always felt like a light at the end of a tunnel. But behind the desire lay something heavier. His temper, his violent stories, the weight of his complicated past, and the quiet way he consumed her emotionally began to drain her. Torn between the only man who made herpersonal story about the dangers of being intensely desired and the courage it takes to choose oneself over the person who makes you feel everyth

The nurse stood there awkwardly, unsure how to help. In a fit of rage, Harrison kicked the hospital room door open. Both Kate and the doctor froze, stunned by his entrance. Kate hastily got off the doctor's lap, tears pouring down her cheeks. "Harrison, you finally came! This doctor raped me! Our child is gone!" Harrison's sharp gaze pierced the doctor, igniting a mix of anger and humiliation in him. "Kate, you're nothing but a trashy woman! How dare you try to frame me now? Mr. Drummond, it's all Kate's doing. She coerced me into helping her fake a pregnancy!" the doctor exclaimed in defence.

Marcus is waiting for me in the hallway, grinning from ear to ear. “Dude! You killed it!” he whispers loudly, slamming his hand onto my shoulder. “The monitors in the back were lighting up. The producers are already talking about making this a multi-part holiday special.” “It’s insane, Marcus,” I say, shaking my head as the reality sinks in. “A month ago I was planning to spend Turkey Day alone on my couch. Now I’m about to eat Chloe Vance off a dining room table.” “Go get ’em, champ. Don't leave any leftovers.”

But he never ended up coming with me. The day we were supposed to leave, someone discovered a pod of dolphins stranded near the dock, and word spread fast through the community. Ryan was stopped beside the car before we could get in. "Professor Carter! Professor Carter! Please come take a look, you're the only one who can help them!" Several rescue volunteers blocked his path, eyes red. Ryan turned and looked back at me. Those deep, charming eyes were filled with apology. "Elena—"

Jeremiah’s POV When you’ve been in this game as long as I have, you recognize drifters. How they walk, how they talk, hell, and even how they use the loo are different. They always reek of risks and bad mojo. And I don’t like bad mojo. Risks I can tolerate, but what’s in it for me?

Hayley took the photo and looked at it. “What is this girl's name? Do you have any other information about this girl? I need additional information to find it," said Hayley. “Her name is Frey… Frey.” I repeated the name, Frey. I would like to mention Frey's full name. However, I had a feeling they would find Frey a vampire if I mentioned Drucilla's name here. “She left the town of Linnea around three in the morning,” I added.

'A mission to protect? Really? Freaking doomed!’ -Drake Lucas Del Fiore- Note: This is a work of fiction. Characters and all are based on the author's imagination. All rights reserved, and soft copy is prohibited. Contains highly sensitive scenes and mature episodes. R18. Drake’s POV I groaned deeply as I nearly reached my climax. Her heavy breathing gave me the satisfaction of knowing she’s way beyond heaven. I pulled her closer and thrust deeper inside her. Her hands fisted on my back while I was doing the job.

"Coming from a small mountain village, you really are petty." "What did you say?" I was stunned. "You jerk!" I was so angry that my abdomen ached, and cold sweat dripped down my temples. It was true that I came from a small mountain village. But if it weren't for me, Jeff would have died there. Back then, a gliding accident and the strong wind dropped him in the deep mountains. One of his legs was broken, and the situation was dire. It was I who found him, carried him home, and trekked miles for medicine.

Natalie hesitated briefly before replying, "He did find her, but she has made up her mind to start anew and move on from the past." Allen let out a rueful sigh. "I'll never understand why some people only learn the value of a person once they've already lost them." Natalie chose not to respond to his comment. She instead shifted the conversation back to the logistics of the premiere, and after finalizing a few more details with Allen, she ended the call. Throughout the following week, Natalie balanced her meetings with Starlight Media with quiet strolls through the winding alleys of Basix. She hadn't been back in four years, and it made her somewhat nostalgic.

She did not save the others. “No,” Drift said softly. “But I’m not the others.” The sea surged, trying to pull him deeper. The spirits screamed. The spiral widened. But Drift—Drift held. His fingers closed around the Seed not in surrender—but in defiance. And for a single, flickering moment, the water turned still.