Novels by Damian Stacey

~ Elvira~We spent the night together in my room, wrapped up in my own bed. It was the first time he had ever stayed over, but Gabriel was truly there. Early that morning, we lost ourselves in another round, slow, passionate, and ending in a sweet, breathless climax. Afterward, I snuggled tight against his side and drifted back to sleep.When I finally woke up, it was already nine in the morning.Turning to my side, I watched Gabriel sleep, He looked incredibly peaceful, completely stripped of the brooding dark energy that usually clung to him. I gently traced my fingers across his chest, giving him a quick, soft kiss before attempting to sneak out of bed.Before I could slip away, his arm shot out and dragged me right back."Where do you think you're going?" he asked softly. As he cracked his eyes open, the sharp rays of morning sunlight piercing through the window made him grimace. He winced at the bright glare, then shifted his focus entirely to me."I need to get ready for t

~Elvira~He slowly reached for his shirt buttons, his intense golden eyes never leaving mine as he unbuttoned them one by one with agonizing slowness. With a single movement, he shrugged the shirt off his broad shoulders and tossed it aside, revealing his heavily muscled chest. His six-pack abs rippled with every deep breath he took he was breathtakingly beautiful as always, built with the rugged perfection of a greek god. Next, his hands moved down to unbuckle his black leather belt, he unzipped his denim trousers, slowly sliding them down his thick, muscular thighs until he kicked them away entirely. It left him wearing only his dark boxers, which tightly hugged his large manhood. I swallowed hard, my eyes completely fixated on the prominent, bulge straining against the fabric."Like what you see, Elvira?" he asked, a cocky, wicked smirk playing on his lips as he caught me staring. "It's all yours tonight."He stepped closer to the bed, the intense heat radiating from his bar

~Elvira~ Why is he here at this time of the night? I wondered, staring at the closed door. What does he want? To vent? To warn me to stay away from Rhys? It was actually funny when I thought about it. He had stayed away from me for an entire month—a whole month of only watching me from a cold distance. I was absolutely sure that if we were already fully mated and marked, he wouldn't be able to stay away from me for a full thirty-one days. This was exactly why he had refused to mark me, so we wouldn't get too close or attached, and become vulnerable to each other. Well, let's see what he has to say at this time of the night. I opened the door, and he stepped in. His dark hair looked tousled, as if he had been running his hands through it in deep frustration. His perfectly chiseled jawline now had the rough stubble of a day's growth of beard on it. His intense eyes were so darkly canopied by those thick, full eyebrows that would make any woman jealous, but right now,

~Elvira~"What's wrong with him?" Rhys asked, looking around at how all eyes were now on the both of us. I looked towards Gabriel's position by the side. He had already started moving his blue collared Tee perfectly on his broad chest. I could see his muscles flexing as he moved.He was putting on a black denim that hugged his thighs, those delicious thick thighs he always trains in the gym. Cole and Selene were laughing so hard as I watched I smiled back then turned serious immediately, I could understand why they were laughing. It was funny to see Alpha Gabriel storm off in jealousy, the other security team looked confused, they didn't understand why their Alpha and boss was angry when I had just won the sparring, but they all scrambled after him, seeing he was no longer staying to watch the other trainees spar. I turned to Rhys. He was really the kind of guy a male would be jealous of if their mate decides to hook up with him. He was handsome, though in my eyes Gabriel was the

~Elvira~It has been a month since that confrontation with Gabriel in his room. A month since I cried on his pillow, and since then, I have immersed myself in training. I concentrated on my sole purpose of being in Silverblade. Everything had died down since then. When I returned to the training field, no one had asked me anything; we all just continued like nothing happened. Four people from my team have been eliminated, leaving us with only forty-six trainees remaining.Gabriel had announced that we have entered the second phase of the training, and we need to give our very best. It was no longer just about long runs, jogs, or fighting and flying at dummies. We are now to be practicing with our fellow trainees.I stood in the mirror of my shower, thinking back to my progress. I hardly saw Neolla, Aria, or Lisa anymore. It was just Selene that I met up with some evenings to practice my witch powers. Even she was always looking tired and fatigued. She mentioned that Gabriel and the

~Elvira~ I felt a rough hand grab my shoulder. It was Mason, he hauled me to a standing position with a strength that made my joints pop. The sharp, stabbing pain in my head stopped almost the second his skin touched mine, but my vision was still a messy blur of green grass. "Leave her to me," a voice cut through the air. It was Gabriel. I hadn't heard him move, but suddenly he was right there, I blinked, trying to clear the fog from my eyes. The entire field was frozen. Warriors, trainees, and team leaders were looking at me. Gabriel’s head snapped toward the crowd. "Back to your training! Now!" Everyone turned back to their stations instantly, the sound of punching and running starting up again, though it sounded hollow now. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rhys. He was the only one who didn't look away immediately. He watched me for a long, quiet second, his eyes narrowed before he finally turned back to his own dummy. Gabriel grabbed my ar

~Kalean’s Pov~ "How can this be possible?" the Alpha asked. From the look on his face, he was finding it hard to believe, but it was true, this stench reeked of the Undead, and that could only mean vampires. I turned around to look at the forest ground. There were footprints of wolves, but hardly any human footprints except ours. Vampires are known to have incredible, fast speed, so it is hard to trace them through footprints. "I need someone to trace this smell and the footprints to know where it leads, maybe we can get a clue of what they want and where they went," I commanded. One of my men, who was well-trained in tracing scents and smells, stepped forward and fell into line. "As you wish, Your Highness," he said. He quickly transformed into a brownish wolf and then sprinted off, following the footprints and the smell of blood I had pressed to his nose. "Were there any captives, or did you all lose them?" Caspian asked. The Alpha looked between his warriors, and I n

~Jasmine~I... I... Why had I even come in here? I asked myself.I gestured toward the door. "Umm... I will just leave." He was looking at me like I had grown two horns. I turned to leave, and just then it clicked, i I was here for a clean shirt! I turned back to ask him for it, only to find he was already standing too close, as if he had wanted to stop me from leaving anyway. Stepping back a few steps to create space between us, I said, “I'm here for a shirt. My clothes are sweaty,” looking at the bed instead of his face.He closed the distance between us again and reached out to cup my face with both hands, I looked up at him as he leaned in and kissed me. The moan that escaped my mouth sounded loud and hungry when his soft red lips took mine. His kiss was slow and deep, I traced my hands over his chest, caressing him, and he groaned into my mouth, the kiss deepened as he tilted my face to a better angle, pushing me backward until my towel fell loose. I was too engrossed in th

Jasmine POV"Females?" I repeated, completely dumbfounded. Why on earth would two ladies be following us into the dense, shadowed woods?"Are you sure it's not just some girls crushing on you, Lucien?" I asked. Because honestly, why else would two girls be watching us like that? It was creepy. Besides, he had explicitly said before that he likes this place because it’s lonely, and he likes to come out here into the quiet wilderness just to free his mind.Lucien paused, seeming to genuinely think about it for a second. "I wouldn't know, now would I?"I humphed, a sudden prickle of possessive jealousy getting the better of me. "Sure, it’s my fault for getting trapped with three handsome dudes," I muttered under my breath.He caught my quiet comment and laughed, the sound warm and clear. "Don't worry, Jasmine. You're my first and only girlfriend. Girls can crush all they like, but I'm yours," he said, pulling me around gently so I was fully facing him. He held both of my hands to

~Jasmine POV~"Umm, I am leaving you guys. I need to go to the cafe, call my parents, and get lunch," Freya said. "Call me when you're ready to leave, Jas". She winked at me before heading off. I wanted her to stay with me always, but then again, maybe a little privacy was better."She's smart," Lucien commented slightly under his breath. He was smiling in a way that made me blush, and I could not help but smile too."Where is it?" I asked, turning to face him fully. His blue eyes were twinkling with excitement."Someone is impatient, I see. Follow me," he said, he caught my hand and led me straight past the fountain, heading into the dense trees at the back of the campus. We kept moving past the thick shrubs. There were no signs or paths in case someone lost their way, but it was not like humans would wander this far into these trees anyway. The air grew quieter and cooler as we got close to a small stream.Tall trees created a thick canopy above us, and there was a fallen log ne

~Jasmine~"Jasmine, Jasmine," I heard a voice calling deep into my mind. I blinked my eyes open, squinting as the morning light flooded the room. Everything was far too bright."What are you doing on the floor?" Freya asked, her voice thick with shock.I looked around, realizing I was indeed curled in a fetal position on the cold hard ground. Suddenly, flashes of the previous night rushed back to me. My hand flew to my neck, tracing the skin where the mark sat. To my relief, there was no heart-wrenching pain. The only evidence that the night had actually happened was my position, normally , I woke up tucked safely in my bed."Hello?" Freya waved a hand in front of my face. "Are you okay?""Yes, I'm fine," I replied, my voice a bit raspy."Why are you on the floor?" she pressed again."I must have sleepwalked," I said, though I wasn't entirely sure myself."Well, it's already late. We slept way too long, and we need to prepare for classes," Freya noted, moving toward her wardrobe.I s

~Kalean~The air inside the private jet felt cold, no matter how much I tried to settle into the leather seat. We were cutting across the sky at a speed that should have made me feel like we were winning against time, The flight was only six hours, yet by the time the wheels touched the ground near the territory of the affected packs, my skin felt too tight for my body.It was four in the morning. That grey, lonely hour where the world is caught between a dream and a nightmare. I stepped off the plane and the damp air of the landing strip hit my face, but it didn't cool the fire sitting in the back of my mind. Something was wrong. It wasn't just the pack attacks or the reports of rogues. It was a deep, dragging feeling in my soul.Kane, my wolf, was a storm inside me. He was pacing, his claws digging into the floor of my mind, baring his teeth every moment, He was restless and angry like a wild thing caught in a cage.‘Jasmine is safe,’I told him, repeating the words like a pr

~Isabel's POV~The ride back home was completely quiet, no one said anything at all. When we finally got to the mansion, I moved straight up the stairs, heading directly to my room, but the sound of footsteps following closely behind me made me understand immediately that I won't be left alone tonight. I opened my door and slumped down flat on my bed, exhausted.My mom came into the room just immediately after me, I sat up, facing her directly while I pulled out my feet from my shoes."What went wrong, Isabel?" she demanded. "Why did William act that way?""I don't know, Mum," I said, trying to sound as indifferent as possible. "Maybe when he gets home you can ask him yourself?""It clearly had something to do with you, Isabel! I saw him dragging you away from everyone, so don't play the clueless victim now!" she yelled at me."I really don’t know why he reacted that way," I pleaded, defending myself."Come on, Isabel, is William bullying you? Is that what this is?" "You can tal

~Isabel~We came to a slow stop in front of a distinguished-looking man whom Arthur had introduced to me once before. “Dad, meet Isabel Mayfield,” Professor Alister said, gesturing smoothly between us. “She’s actually one of my top students at the university.”His father’s eyebrows shot up, a look of calculating amusement crossing his face. “Interesting. Arthur introduced her to me earlier tonight as his new stepdaughter, but it’s quite a surprise to learn she is also your student.”Alister was caught off guard, a flicker of surprise crossed his features before he quickly recovered his composure. Seamlessly he went on to introduce me to his mother, who was standing gracefully beside his father. As the conversation progressed, I learned that she, too, was a prominent attorney, watching the effortless way they spoke, the pieces finally clicked together in my mind. Now I understood exactly where Alister had inherited his formidable intelligence, his parents were a literal powerful

~Isabel~She smiled, shaking her head slightly, then leaned in close and whispered back, "I'm not a child, Isabel. I see the game you're playing. Don't lie to me, I saw your shoes by the door. I even took a picture of them." She added this last part, whispering even closer to my ear, I panicked inside. ‘She took a picture of my shoes?’ My mind raced wildly. ‘Think, think, think, Isabel! Say something to convince her they aren't yours!’"Mmh." I snorted and forced a bold smile, desperately trying to look confident instead of terrified, though I could feel my hand trembling violently against the glass cup I was holding. "And what makes you think those shoes were mine? Juliana, are you obsessed with me?"Her eyes widened in utter shock at my sudden counter-question, and she nearly choked on her own breath. She let out a loud, sharp burst of funny laughter that actually brought tears to her eyes. The outburst caused a few people standing around us to turn and shoot her a disapproving

~Isabel~After napping for a while to catch up on some much-needed rest, I went back to work, briefly writing my report on my laptop and adding one more day of the week to clock in to work. Then, I sent it straight to Juliana. It was not up to forty-eight hours yet, so I was incredibly eager to send it and get it off my mind.After I was done, I looked at the time and saw it was already six PM in the evening, I knew I needed to go shower before my mom inevitably barges in with the stylist. Immediately after the shower, almost as if on cue, she knocked loudly. I opened the door to see my mom smiling brightly, and standing right beside her was a man who looked like he truly knew his game in the fashion industry."Mom, you're early," I said, walking back into my room while still wrapped tightly in my towel, my hair still wet and dripping."Early, Bel? We are late!" she replied quickly. "And that's because Mr. Clayton here was slightly delayed, but that's by the way now—he's here now,

~Isabel POV~The ride back to the Sterling mansion felt agonizingly slow, and my mind was a chaotic storm of runaway thoughts.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those shoes sitting by the door, if Juliana saw them, she would know without a doubt that a woman had been in William’s room, it wouldn't take much for her to realize that woman was me, his own step-sister. I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles white, wondering what I would even do if she began to suspect the truth. I supposed I would have to find out tonight at the gala.I finally drove up to the gate, and the sensors triggered the heavy black iron to slide open immediately as they felt the tires of my car. I desperately wanted to stop thinking about William. I tried to tell myself that maybe I was wrong, that he wasn't just using me to get information about my mom or whatever, but the logic was hard to ignore. How could he ever truly trust me or even like me when he was busy suspecting my own mother and having her

~Isabel~ “I have to go. Shit!” I hissed out loud, the words echoed in William’s bedroom as the reality of the time finally crashed down on me. I rushed into the bathroom, the cold water splashing against my face as I tried to scrub away the lingering haze of sleep and the warmth of the night before. I dashed back out, my movements faster as I snatched my clothes from the sofa. Within thirty minutes, I was dressed and ready to leave, but my escape was stalled at the door. I headed toward the door and could hear voices, though I couldn't pick out the exact words. Bored and restless, I paced the room impatiently. Why was she here? I kept wondering. What is their relationship? Juliana met him at the office yesterday and spent her break time with him. What could be so important that she had to come to his house? The fact that she even knew where his private residence was felt concerning, especially since I had only found out myself last night. “Never mind, Isabel. D