Tinggi Daniel I Land Novels & Stories

Daniel asked as he pulled Eleanor even closer than she already was. “I don’t know. You’ve got money, no job, and it’s fucking freezing outside. Go to Tierra del Fuego or something. I hear it’s nice this time of year.” Daniel laughed and the movement of his chest from the laugh against her back nearly sent her reeling again. Could he stop being sexy for one moment? “Tierra del Fuego is nearly the southernmost tip of South America, a stone’s throw from Antarctica. It snows there in summer.”

“Daniel will see you now.” No turning back. I stepped inside, smoothing my sweaty palms against my pants. Daniel slightly stood up, offering his hand with a warm smile. Until now I realized how tall he was-easily over six feet—with the kind of lean build that suggested he spent more time buried in research papers than at the gym. Yet, there was a quiet strength to him, the kind that came from standing for hours over lab benches and hauling heavy equipment without complaint.

"Fire!", Daniel called her and Maria turned her head to look at him. "Where are we? What is this place?", Maria asked him. However, not for a second her eyes left the beauty which was in front of her eyes. "How's this?", Daniel stood near her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "It's very beautiful and Peaceful", Maria said and Daniel smiled softly at her reaction. "This is our Kingdom. Which is surrounded by mountains, rivers, lakes, and forests", Daniel explained while watching nature and enjoying its beauty with her.

Nonetheless, she shuffles her knees apart as Daniel presses himself against her. .... his humongous erection.... She must be noticing now.... I think she is. Her head swings as though trying to see behind herself. James meets my eyes, sucking in his cheeks. He chose Daniel partly because he is a remarkably handsome man and makes quite a pair next to Borje, but also, he is.... .... well endowed.... He's fucking huge.... .... ten inches to work with, and wide in proportion, Daniel is 'blessed'.... .... but I've seen women take one look and run....

"Daniele expresses herself. "Hello!" says, someone. Daniele appears hesitant to respond. "Hello! Do I know you?" Daniele asks, her gaze fixed on him. A man with a beard covering his face. She looks him in the eyes. It has blue eyes, blonde curly full-grown hair, a bit stunning muscular body built, and stands 5'9 tall. "Have we met before?" Daniele inquires.

The moment my sister brought Daniel home so the family could meet him was the day I knew I had to make him mine. He looked like he was written by a Latin God, six feet four, perfect for my height of five feet nine. He had jet black hair and he knew what he was doing when he wore that tight T shirt that hugged his muscles, sitting across from me on the dining table. "So tell us Daniel, what do you do for work?" My mom asked him, serving her homemade juice to us.

“Oh it is that particular “small issue '' '' Daniel replied quoting. ‘Now I feel embarrassed’ I thought. I dozed off, and after a few minutes, I was woken up by their loud debates. I kept my eyes closed even though I was awake. "Now, turn right. The destination is on the left" said Daniel. "How do you know that?" Daisy and Dylan asked simultaneously. "I told you, I always come here to archery," he replied, sounding vexed. "Oh, my goddess! Aha! It's Abigail, right? Please tell me it's her" asked Daisy squealing in excitement. "Yes, it's Her. But keep it down, she's sleeping," replied Daniel with a low voice. "I knew it! I liked this Girl the first minute I saw her."

“Thank you, witch.” Ivan rolled his eyes. “It’s ‘wise one,’ not witch, asshole.” Daniel smiled, and this was the first time he had done that while in the same room with Ivan. “Wise one.” He nodded in acknowledgement and took the correction. “Do not watch over me when I’m gone.” “You can’t tell me what to do,” Ivan shot back. Daniel took a step towards him, and his heart picked up its beat. They were almost the same height. Ivan stood a few inches taller, but Daniel had a broader build and a terrifying stance.

Daniel is a very powerful warlock and I know he will protect my daughter with his very life if it came down to it. Daniel and Isla enter the room. Daniel stands tall at 6 feet and 3 inches where as his wife, Isla, appears so small next to him at 5 feet at 2 inches tall. Both have chocolate brown hair and green eyes with an olive complexion. Daniel appears to be injured and his brother is helping him walk into the room. “Daniel, it is time. Are you alright.” I see he has lost a lot of blood, so much that would kill a typical human.

They yelled happily and rushed into his suite, the three of them climbed his bed and jumped on it happily. “Is this your phone?” Damien asked and picked it up. “Yeah, give that back.” Logan said and collected it from him. “Wow.” Daniel exclaimed and jumped off the bed, he walked to the table where Logan arranged his haor products. “I use exactly this products for my hair but you have more.” Daniel said happily. “Do you have children?” Danielle asked and walked on the bed, she stood in front of him and smiled when she saw she had almost the same height with him.