Anya X Damian Novels & Stories

Damian said, with a sad smile on his face as he picked up a cigarette stick and lit it to smoke. "Who is that, bro? Fill me in? Is she pretty? You know I have been out of the country for six years," Henry ranted as he wore a black clothing too. Despite he was a medical doctor, he attended the same school as Damian, Jonathan, and a few other guys. "Who else? She is a nurse, but I do not want her again. I will settle for her friend," Damian said, taking his cigarette to his lips and pulling a heavy drag from it, puffing it into the air.

“I proposed to Zara.” Damian blinked in shock. “You did?” “Yeah.” “What did she say?” Jaxon scoffed lightly. “What do you think she said? Of course she said yes.” Damian leaned back, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “I wouldn’t have been surprised if she said no.” Jaxon let out a short laugh. “You’re an asshole.” “Just being honest.” “Yeah, well, keep your honesty to yourself.” The line went dead. Damian set the phone down, his expression thoughtful for a moment before he pushed the thoughts aside.

he said slowly, “that this entire day could blow up in your face if you let your temper get the better of you.” Liam shot him a dry look. “Worry about yourself, Damian.” “Oh, I am,” Damian replied, hands sliding into his pockets. “Especially since the last time you made a promise like that, someone ended up with a broken nose.” “That was different,” Liam muttered. “No,” Damian countered, a grin tugging at his lips again. “That was you being you. And I hope Xander punches you in the face instead!” Liam gave him a long, unamused look before turning his attention back toward the staircase—just as Tatiana came into view.

Zaina screams; No, Damian, I haven't gone crazy yet, but soon I will, and because of you, you will throw me into the depths of madness with your actions. Demian is quietly alone; Did Leanne talk to you again, did you stuff your rotten brain with her faux pas, as usual? Xena angrily; I told you a hundred times not to cross your limits when talking to me, Damian. Damn you and those who love you. I hate you. Damian, I hate you. Demian angrily; And how do you want me to talk to you while you're talking nonsense in front of me? Do you want me to go crazy?

“You knew she was in LA?” “Of course I knew,” Damian said smugly. “I knew when she left. I knew where she went. You’re not the only one with connections, Xavier. Soon, you are going to fall from that high place you love so much, and when you do, it will hurt like a bitch.” “Aurora would never be with someone like you,” Xavier said. “Someone like me?” Damian scoffed. “You want to bet?” He added, his tone filled with confidence.

Alex went after Damien and Jasmine went inside the ward to confront Tobias. "Damien , Damien . Stop, common man, stop." Alex kept on calling out to Damien , but he didn't respond. He just kept on going. He didn't even take his car along with him, he just kept on walking. Alex was running now, trying to meet up with his speed, but he was way too fast.

Damian came out of the washroom and checked his mobile, he smirked when he read Xavier's message that he has returned the weapons. He looked at isabella who was busy eating her fruits... "Did you take your medicines?..." He asked and she nodded giving him a smile. **** "How dare you use my son against me damian..." Xavier growled, he took the sleeping Skyler from damian and placed him in the car. "I will make you pay for this damian, just wait..." He threatened shutting the door close. "I'll be waiting for it..." Damian smirked arrogantly...

Xavier's P.O.V Damian stretched, yawning out loud as he ran his hands through his hair.”The only place that we haven't checked yet is the boutique and I doubt that Irene would be there because she doesn't come across to me as someone who loves material things” Damian said while I nodded in agreement to his words.

There, I found the bank account that I had immediately tried to access through my phone and the name of the woman that brought me into the world that my father had refused to inform me. Diana Grey Kalikha. I was too engrossed, staring at the dizzying number of zeroes when Vince squeezed my hand and asked. “Who is it?” I almost brush him off but promptly remember that I had to get into his good side to manipulate him. “One of mom's colleagues. Let's go.” I said, pulling him towards his car. “What did it say?” he asked when we're finally buckled up and his finger on the ignition. “Same thing everyone's telling me,” •••