Ender Darling Novels & Stories

He draw nearer to her, towering over her little frame. She wasn’t gonna cower away from him this time, no. She looked up and stared straight directly at him, to the windows of his soul. It was now or never. “I dare you, Alpha Andrin.” She spoke with authority in her voice, “I dare you to fall in love with a useless dormant wolf like me.” They held their stare, both stubborn enough to not look away. Their breaths mingled from the close proximity but not once did they thought of pulling away. They were testing and challenging each other.

IVY My sleep paralysis demon always came around just before the first light of dawn. Grabbing me by the chest, and choking until I was completely paralyzed and under the mercy of the unknown. Because of her strength, yes, my demon is a girl, I call her Millicent. Millicent was absent tonight. She was so absent, I freely dreamt of my hatred for men with a smile on my face. Grandma taught me from age five when she took me in that men were useless.

Chrono Reign, her indie title, had won two international gaming awards. But even with all of that, Vera Sterling's most beloved title? Mama. “Mama, Uncle Dorian brought the box!” Eira declared as she wriggled down from Dorian’s arms and dragged the box toward the coffee table. “Is this the one with the fairy wings?” “Fairy wings?” Vera arched an eyebrow at Dorian. He gave an unapologetic shrug. “She said she wanted to be the ‘Queen of Glitterland’ and demanded real wings. Who am I to say no?”

I ask her. She looks at me with blinking eyes. “Yes,” She whimpers. “I, Ariella Zillard, Princess of the Royal Wolfpack, release Anderson Conrad, Carter Conrad and Finley Conrad from the command to not hurt Kale.” Suddenly, Finley smirks. “Everly, I love you, but I need just a little revenge. Please?” Finley asks, pouting at his mate. “Don’t kill him,” Everly points her finger at him. “Death, no; pain, oh yes,” Finley kisses Everly and runs, actually, runs away.

sighed Eriwan long and in his vitalizing behavior again. “Because I want to see them directly with my eyes, Eriwan Darling… I want to see them, want to touch them and want to have them for me. Can you tell me where you keep those Crudus’ violins, Eriwan Darling?” asked Delwyn Anderson unreasonably softly while keeping on caressing and cuddling Eriwan’s face, down to his chin and neck.

Darling said with a slight smile, trying to explain herself but was interrupted by Morgan. "No, it's okay. I totally understand you." Morgan said, her sweet smile reassuring to Darling and Darling nodded at her with a low sigh of relief. It seemed like her new older sister was a chill person and Darling was thankful for that. Honestly, by staring at Morgan and with this little interaction between them, Darling thought Morgan was very pretty. She was beautiful and her voice, it sounded soft and pleasing. She looked like a beauty from a movie scene, her green eyes were dazzling too.

Suddenly, they heard the knocking of something on the ground. They turned to see a little girl with tousled hair, holding a comforter and a giraffe stuffed toy and standing with a scowl. Darcy muttered, “Well, meet our little princess or as we like to call her, the little tornado. Destiny Callahan.”

Darryl glanced at the woman and then returned to the camp. As soon as he entered his tent, he saw Little Fairy; she looked grim. Darryl smiled and said, "Darling, I'm back." Darryl was agitated by the situation, but when he saw Little Fairy, he felt much more relaxed and wanted to tease her. The woman blushed and cursed at him. "Go away! Who are you calling 'Darling'?" Little Fairy was annoyed. She was trapped in a military camp and had no idea when she could get out of it.