Anya X Damian Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed." Very quickly, I opened my eyes. Damon was making out with her. He was sleeping with my friend, Cassandra. "No, I can't believe this..." I whimpered, my eyes growing red instantly. The box of pizza slipped off my hands and the snacks littered the floor. I couldn't control it. "Damon, how dare you sleep with my friend?!" "Annie..." Damon said, surprised that I was present watching both of them fuck in bed. "Go deeper, Damon," Cassandra rasped, holding deep breaths to take the pleasure in as she enjoyed it the most. "What's that poor thing doing with you? Haven't you dumped her for the last two months?"

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

she said nervously. Damian smirked. "Why? Isn’t this what you wanted last night? You had a perverted dream—I’m just making it come true. You should be thanking me." He pulled her clothes down roughly and left a kiss on her chest, right next to the one from the night before. "I don't dare to hope, Baby… You already love someone else," she whispered. "But I want you to love me," Damian said, voice deadly serious. "What?" "I want you to love me. So say it."

“You ask a lot of questions at once, baby.” Baby. Not baby girl. I was starting to fall for my dad’s best friend more and more every day. Damien was forty, and I was only eighteen. Almost half his age. I quickly shook my head. Jane. Jane. I called myself back to reality. What was I thinking? “Well?” I asked again. Damien sighed. “I asked Skylar to take the week off.” “The whole week?” “Yes.” I stared at him. “Why?” “So I can have some time with my baby girl.”

I couldn't walk in the morning, I had to have a hot bath before I was able to move without a throbbing pain in my ass. "I like you, you're funny," Damian says to Domino who smiles. "Thank you, so I was right in thinking Vin bottoms," Domino smirks and I roll my eyes at him. "You didn't even know until you met Damian, and what if I do top?" I say and Damian laughs. "I'll take his laugh as a no you don't top," Domino says. "I could! I've topped lots of people," I defend. "But you're never going near my ass," Damian says.

"And speaking to Alex Vance requires permission you didn't have." "He just wanted to help. He remembered the anniversary." "He remembered an opportunity." Damian turned his head, his eyes locking onto hers in the dim light. "Do you think his flowers mean something?" "He's my friend—" "You don't have friends." Damian reached out, his hand gripping the back of her neck. His fingers dug into the soft skin beneath her hair, pulling her closer until she was forced to meet his gaze. "You have a family that hates you. And you have me. Everyone else is a predator."

Why do I get the feeling that he got me all curious on purpose just for his little play. ''Okay, so I'm taking a huge risk telling you this. Please don't disappoint me....'' I nodded with all honesty. My head bopping like crazy. ''Damian wasn't always like this, a stone-hard cold man...'' ''Ya think?...'' I interrupted. ''Shush!.....Well...He fell in love with a human named Layla, his mate. He loved her even though she was just a mere human, weakling in the eyes of many. They found each other at quite a tender age. I think Damian was like 9 and Layla was - urmm - 7 I guess....''

As we three enter the cafeteria I noticed it's already full so we decided to take the table at the side which more secluded and far from attention. As we began to eat we noticed all girls snapped their heads on the entrance door. I saw few boys walked in like they are kind of celebrity. They all got of I may say, good looks and we'll buid bodies. I noticed how Laura blushed while glancing at them . "Do you know them?" Lila asked her. Maybe she noticed her too. "Oh that's the school football team. They are all popular but that guy whose stand out the most. That's Damien he's the most popular guy in school and came from rich family too!" She said as she look at him like his a piece of candy.

“Unlike you, I love Elisa for who she is now. Not because of who I want her to be. Not because I’m trying to force her to fulfill the fantasies and desires I never got to experience with Annalise.” He swallowed hard. “And Annalise,” Damian continued, his voice lowering, thick with emotion, “I might have loved her secretly—but I never crossed any boundaries. Never. Because I understood that she only loved you.” Leonard’s breath hitched. “I respected that,” Damian said, his voice cracking. “I was happy watching your love story from the sidelines. Because all I ever wanted was for Annalise to be happy. And it was obvious—to everyone—that only you could make her happy.”

I continue, pinching my thighs hard until tears blur my eyes. I hear footsteps rushing towards us and I quickly wipe my tears away. "What's happening here?" Damian asks and I look at him with sad eyes. " I just wanted her to like me, Damian. All these time I have tried so hard but she keeps shunning me. I think your mother will never approve of me. That makes me so sad." I sob and Damian pulls me in his arms. From the periphery of my eyes,I can see Damian glaring at his mother. " I warned you mother, didn't I?" Damian snarls. His father stops a few metres from us.