Atonement Dramione Novels & Stories

Noir deserved to be happy. “Really? That’s amazing”, Damon stood up from his chair other giving both of them a smile. “I don’t think we’ve met”, Damon said stretching his arm to shake Ophelia “I’m Damon Kane, the Alpha around here. The Big Boss, Bossman but you can call me honey buns, sweet cheeks”, Damon said with a wink teasingly. Immediately, Noir’s jaw clenched and his eyes darkened before he boomed, “Mine! She’s mine!”

They contact everyone—every hospital, every elder—but nothing is working. Damon is sitting in his room and drinking. He tries to find her everywhere, but nothing is working; maybe Adira is punishing him. He never valued her or respected her, and now she is gone. Damon, though, got interrupted when his room door opened and he looked up to see Jasmine standing in front of him. Jasmine is wearing a tight red dress with high heels, and she is smiling towards Damon. "How are you, Damon?" she asks. "Jasmine, leave now; I am not in the mood." Damon said as he gulped down his alcohol.

The creature screamed, dissolving into mist—but not before its final words echoed in the air: “You can’t run from the truth forever… Luna.” The clearing fell silent. Ariana collapsed to her knees, chest heaving. Damon knelt beside her, his hand brushing her cheek gently, grounding her. His eyes glowed faintly, a storm of pride and fear within them. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he murmured. “But this was only the beginning. More will come. And next time… they won’t come alone.” Ariana looked at her glowing wrist, feeling both awe and dread. “Then I’ll be ready.”

Damon's POV: I could not understand what I had seen. The girl by the river. The one with the green eyes and the fire‑bright hair. I had only ever seen Rhea in dreams. I had only ever held her in memories that were not memories at all, but echoes of a life stolen from me. My true mate. My Rhea. Killed by the heavens before my eyes. I need to get my revenge for her.

The man and woman share hesitant glances, their confidences fading as gaze as the Alpha’s sly grin. “The Red Pack Princess is the chosen one for the role of High Priest. She has not yet found her mate. So, who are you?” The man questions, suspicion evident in his voice. Alpha Damon maintains his stoic composure, his insensitive demeanor unyielding. “I am Damon Blackthorne, and Lana has already been marked as my mate,” he declares, the weight of authority in his dark, dangerous tone. “I am well-versed about the prophecy and her identity as the goddess of vitality. What I want to understand is why no one in the church cares about her sacred destiny, and let her be hunted by vampires.” His pene

After giving Jasmine a really deadly look, Damien stood up and walked past Jasmine, brushing his shoulder against hers violently. He didn't know how he felt about Ariel 's water breaking, but he was definitely angry. He started walking slowly and he went outside immediately. He mindlinked the head of the warriors to meet him immediately. Damien was feeling really betrayed and really angry. He went outside to meet Tobias.

I vowed to never betray them again and I meant it, I don't know how long I was in here until the door opened, and I was being escorted out to the throne room. ****** Aidan I entered the throne room and I felt the tensions in the air, no one knew why this meeting was called only Toffe, Drax, and Ty. Addy was in the room and Danielle was talking to my mate as Drax ordered Amon in chains into the room, Danielle started to panic and beg for his life while confessing her love for Amon but I had more pressing matters. My stepdaughters were in the room along with people who I asked to be there. Queen Marion started to explain everything as I nodded my head for her to proceed, she explained about th

I'd be Rachel Thorne - the Luna of a pack that still wasn't truly mine. **** Damon's POV I should have been focused on the ceremony. Instead, I was standing in my father's office, the tension between us thick and unspoken. "You knew all along, didn't you?" I said, arms crossed as I stared him down. "That this wedding had to happen fast. That it couldn't wait." My father, Alpha Gregory Thorne, leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "I don't see the point of this conversation, Damon. We've already discussed the necessity of this marriage."

Orion was restless, too, not ready to accept the accusation against Lexy. Mirabel’s gaze found me again, a bitter edge in her grief‑red eyes. “I know you always defended her… but people saw. Everyone saw what she did.” Dr. Reynolds entered quietly, his face grave. “Alpha… I’m sorry. Luna, she… she lost the pup.” Orion howled low in my mind, agony shaking him. I felt it all, even without looking at him. Mirabel’s sob turned into a wail that seemed to split the walls. Sharp pain radiated through me.

Together, their combined strength drove back the darkness, the light grew stronger and more dazzling. --- As the ritual reached its peak, the symbol on Lena's wrist pulsed ferociously, the brilliance of the talisman clashing with the dark light. “Hold on, Lena!” Theryn shouted, her voice barely audible over the roaring energy. Lena shut her eyes and concentrated on the relationships she had built, the love, the trust, and the sacrifices they had all made for one another. She reflected on Damon's steadfast determination, Elara's intense devotion, and Kaden's everlasting support.