Novels by DafireA

"Hey! Gimme!!""No!""Gimme!""No!""Damien!""You've eaten enough for the day!""No! I want more!""No!""Please!""Shut up!"Ashleigh gasped dramatically. "Did you just tell me to shut up?""Yeah I did," he smiled warmly. "So shut up."Ashleigh rolled her eyes then grabbed the bowl of popcorn from him. "Thanks again for Movie Monday, I really needed this break." "You've been studying really hard for these exams and we haven't had time for us so I thought why not.""That's sweet of you.""I know," Damien stated wrapping his arm around her waist. He kissed her neck making her giggle slightly. "I'm going to deliver Mrs Jillian's paintings tomorrow," he stated with a sigh, "she wants to meet you."Ashleigh stopped eating the popcorn and looked at her boyfriend. "Me?" she repeated.He nodded. "Yeah. She wants to see who the lucky lady is.""Well... I wouldn't call myself lucky cause if anyone is lucky in this relationship its you," she stated with a sly smile."What?! You're lucky to ha

Hi ReadersI apologize for the lack of updates. I have been severely stuck in a writer's block. The lack of inspiration is driving me crazy plus, school is being over-demanding lately so I've literally got no time for me time. My mental health as a result is dying, yay, and on top of that I unfortunately lost the next couple of chapters. About five or six so I have to replace them. Update will therefore unfortunately be delayed a bit further. I'm really sorry.As soon as I finish each one I'll publish instead of publishing in bulk. Again I'm so sorry for the hold up. 🙈

Ashleigh found the right floor and walked down the hall. She reached the apartment and knocked on the door. It was opened and there stood Damien."Ash," he greeted."Damien." She gave him a small hug. "Come in," he told her. He closed the door behind her. Ashleigh looked around. To her right she saw canvas on a stand and a table which held a tray of paint. As she got closer she saw some canvases on the floor, along with tons of crunched up paper. "I've been struggling," Damien stated.Ashleigh understood that. Courtney was the one who got him into painting. Since her passing, Damien hadn't touched a paintbrush. She understood why he was struggle. But she knew painting was his greatest from of expression and if he couldn't express himself, he'd fall apart inside out."What are you trying to paint?" Ashleigh asked turning to look at him.Damien sighed and looked at the floor below him. He shoved his hands in his pockets as he stated, "The pain I feel inside."Ashleigh gave him a hug

"He got you Hollywood tickets?!" Heather exclaimed. Ashleigh nodded. "Yup! I'm so excited.""Damn Ash, that's big. We all know how much you've dreamed of that place and here you have Damien flicking the wand to make it come true," Bethany pointed out as the trio walked out the clothing store."He said he wants to make my dreams come true so yeah," Ashleigh told them tucking her hair behind her ear. "Well how's he doing now?" Bethany enquired. "Well... we got back on Wednesday, i saw him on Thursday and he seemed stressed, like on the verge of an anxiety attack. He wouldn't tell me what's wrong. Since then he's disappeared. I bombarded him with calls and texts yesterday but I got nothing.""Hectic," Heather commented. "Maybe go to his place, check in on him.""I will cause this is weird. He never leaves me in the dark. Ever. So something's up.""Definitely." They roamed the mall, entered shops which were on sale and bought clothing they liked. They found picture perfect areas where

The car came to halt as they arrived at the cabin. "Here we are," Damien sighed.He got out the car first and walked around to open the door for Ashleigh. "Thanks," she sighed stepping out of the car. She took in a deep breath. "Nothing like the smell of the ocean.""You can say that again, we have to first drop off our bags then maybe we can for a swim or a little stroll maybe even have a make out session," Damien suggested opening his car's trunk."Maybe."He took out their bags and led her into the cabin."Hm... it's much cleaner than we left it," Ashleigh pointed out."Thats cause my butler came and did some cleaning two days ago," Damien stated heading to the master bedroom with the bags."And when do I finally meet the man behind the scenes?""Soon.""Where is he usually anyways?" she enquired."He lives in my parent's mansion in Hollywood. He has been the butler for..." he returned to the living room

Ashleigh woke up and looked left then right. Damien wasn't there. She tried to sit up only to receive a sharp pain in her abdomen. She tried again, slower. Unfortunately she got the same result.She sighed. She lay on her side and threw her legs over the edge of the bed, this time sitting up from the side without much pain. She got on her feet and made her way downstairs. There, she heard music gently flowing out the speakers, filling the place with a soft tune.On the couch Damien lay asleep with his arm dangling down. She picked up the empty wine bottle and glass at the foot of the couch heading with them to the kitchen. As she entered the kitchen, she looked up and out the window to meet eyes with a pair of dark brown eyes.Those eyes scared her. Those eyes scarred her. Those eyes belonged to a dangerous man. A man who hurt her mother. A man who hurt her.Paralyzed by fear she forgot she was holding the glass objects and dropped them.

》》Jason《《We made our way into the gates, five of our men, just as planned, were standing there, keeping watch. On the ground, dead, were George's men. We split and I went with Tyler and Jack to the right where there was a lot of shooting.We hadn't lost any men yet on our side. That was until three vehicles came in through the front gate. Killing our men.I took cover behind a wall and shot some of the men stepping out of the pick-up trucks.I heard a gunshot right behind me and looked to see Jack had a killed a guy behind me. "I got this covered, go find George and end this."I nodded and headed into the house. I looked in every room I saw but it seemed the house was empty. I hoped and prayed that George didn't find out we were planning an attack.I stopped walking when I heard footsteps. I listened for where they were coming from. I saw an armed man trying to sneak by and shot him dead. I looked around when I heard footsteps again.

》》Adrian《《After crying for a good few hours I decided to get up and look for my son.I walked into the bedroom again and looked around. I scanned to room, trying to search for anything out of the normal."Arthur?" I called.The bedroom was empty still.I went to the bathroom. I looked at the toilet in its aging process, the shower I hadn't washed in two weeks and the basin with a leaking tap. Arthur wasn't there.I limped to the kitchen. I searched his usual hiding places, a few cabinets, next to the fridge and under the sink. He wasn't playing hide-and-seek.I again looked at the sheet of paper I found, I analysed the handwriting. It looked familiar. I dug in my bra and took out the money Jason gave me. I count it and thought of a plan.I took deep breaths to pull myself together before I went to get changed. I looked in between my clothing for a box. I opened it and took out all the cash, showing it in my pocket. I slo

》》Adrian《《"Fuuuckkkk!!! Jason!" I screamed as we both hit our orgasms. He collapse beside me, breathless.I lay on his chest listening to how his heart raced in his chest until it pumped normally. It felt good to finally see him again. To feel his skin. Hear his voice. It was at that moment i realised he truly was the love of my life. Too bad I don't get happy every afters.He kissed my forehead and sighed, "You have no idea how much I missed this."I just sighed in response. "How'd you find me?" I asked."Through Daniel Navarre," he sighed.I froze."He was looking for you," he went on explaining, "Tyler kidnapped him and I tortured and killed him. I went to his house found documents on his desk stating Arthur was in a school in your area. So I searched and I found him."I caressed his chest and realised he had gotten a new tattoo. "I see you got another tattoo," I stated. I sat up and read out, "You were my favourite h

》》Adrian《《I gave Arthur his school bag and gave him a peck on the forehead. "I'll see you after chess club."He smiled and waved before making his way into the school. I then walked to a cheap motel close by. That was where I'd meet a client.I went to the reception. "Hi. Im looking for Mr Collard.""Second floor, room 5," the receptionist said."Thanks."I made my way up to the room. He said the door would be open so I walked right in closing the door behind me.I saw him laying on the bed already undressed."It's good to see you again," he smiled. "I'll pay you afterwards."I stared at the old pervert for a moment. I sighed and undressed taking the sheets off of him to reveal his naked body.I put on a smile as I got on top of him. Just then his phone started ringing. He took the call. After he hung up he said, "We'll have to make this quick, my daughter is in labour."Wow. He's a

It had been seven years. Seven years since Tyler and Jack got married. Seven years since Jason last heard Adrian's voice. Seven years since Adrian started using crack. Six years since Raymond -Tyler and Jack's son- was born. Six years since George Diable has been on the run from the INTERPOL so Black Falcon was back in business. Jack was enjoying fatherhood. Sure he head a bit of a heavy hand but he was set on being the father he never had. He taught his son to play baseball, football but more importantly catch. Can't play either of the sports if you can't catch or throw. Tyler recovered from her trauma and was back to loving her cars. She even opened her own auto repair shop. Fixing cars on a daily was something she enjoyed and never got tired of. What she enjoyed more than fixing cars though was driving them. She often convinced Jac

》》Jason《《I sighed making my way to my room. I stopped when I heard someone call for me. "Jason! Man do I have news for you!" Jack exclaimed.I quickly lightened up and pretended to be interested. "What's up?" I asked."I'm making you a godfather," Jack smiled.I cocked a brow in confusion. "What do you mean you're making me a godfather? Who's godfather am I?"Jack rolled his eyes, "Ok let me speak Spanish for you," I sighed impatiently, "Guess who's gonna be a father?""Tyler's pregnant?" I enquired."No dumbass, she's got a dick. Yes, she is pre