Atonement Dramione Novels & Stories

Damien and Dante began reprimanding Romeo for his carelessness and he began apologizing. Anastasia’s maid tries to even defend Romeo in the process but Dante gets angry at them and sends them away. Anastasia just looked towards Damien and Dante and said firmly, “I needed my alone time. It isn’t his fault,” Draven smiled at her and tried to pull her into a hug but Anastasia roughly pushed him away and walked out on all of them leaving them wondering why she was mad at Draven.

Kyra needed time, patience, and sincere regret to start to become more forgiving. During the times of silence and contemplation, Damon started to realize the extent of his errors as he apologized. He put in effort to gain Kyra's trust, demonstrating his dedication to reconciliation and validating his genuineness. The arrival of the Mating Ceremony's night signaled a fresh start for Crestwood Pack. Having successfully traveled the road to redemption, Damon made a sincere decision. Before the assembled group of pack members and supporters, he selected Kyra to be his partner, expressing his love and dedication.

“I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this. Damon helped me carry Scarlett to a magic Doctor's inn. “Emergency…!” “Be calm,” the Doctor assured us. “She will be fine. What is the issue “She got attacked by a wolf with enemy blood.” “Okay…” Very quickly, Scarlett felt safe again and was resting. Then Damon pulled me away from everyone. He led me straight to his private quarters in the Alpha house. As soon as the door was shut, the aura changed. Damon pushed me towards the wall, his body hard against mine. “Watching you fight that way… really drove me crazy,” he growled. He pasted his lips on mine. The kiss was wild and it showed how craving he was for s*x.

Ariana, watched as they were putting those chains around her husband, it showed they don't want to kill him right away but would rather torture him first, well, not if she could help it, she was weak and dizzy but she have to do this, she started chanting and one by one, they started holding their head and falling, she felt strength leaving her but she didn't stop, she can't stop now, and so she continued until they were all dropped, with the bit of strength remaining in her, she placed it on Dylan and continued her chants, blood was streaming from her eyes and ears but she can't stop, Dylan's life depends on her right now, she can't let him die, so she kept chanting and smiled when he was a

Whatever they had planned for me, they wanted the others to witness it, and it only made my stomach churn. Shit. I was still searching the many faces, and searching for the council when I saw them. Darius stood at the center, tall and unshakable, his expression carved from stone. Beside him stood Tamia, radiant in a white gown that shimmered like she’d been born from moonlight itself. Around her neck hung the Luna’s crest, a gold pendant glinting in the sunlight. It wasn't supposed to matter, but the sight of his crest and mark, sent an intense amount of pain spreading in my chest.

Damon pov i know some people may think am just been evil but what can i say i derive pleasure in killing,but plus i have to feed in other to be strong and that is what draven has failed to understand. so i decided to pay a visit to a new friend the lady i left alive at the place she worked,i just sat at the bar waiting to see if she would recognize me, then she said "i know you", "do you? well thats unfortunate" i said " I don't know how but your face looks familiar from the last night i was attacked" , " are you sure lady think again" i said " i remember your the vampire that bit me!" she said with full assurance that was when i knew draven action didn't work at all.

"I will call your friends now." "Thank you," Athena said as the nurse left her room, and she let out a sigh of relief. When the doctor asked if she remembered anything, she had to lie because she didn't know if she could trust them. She remembered everything, from when she climbed up to the roof, the argument between her and Dylan, and him pushing her off the roof when things got physical. A frown formed on her face as she remembered her dream. Her promise to get revenge played in her head, those who hurt her were going to pay dearly; she was going to make them all beg for mercy.

All eyes turned to them—the Alpha and Luna of the North, standing together, radiant and commanding. Damon’s hand found Elina’s instinctively. He gave it a gentle squeeze, and she returned the gesture, her own fingers curling around his. They moved as one, a symbol of unity, trust, and strength. Susan, watched silently, her eyes seems to drift occasionally towards her mate. Damian stepped forward from his throne at the center of the arena, his presence commanding silence. He wore his ceremonial robes, the emblem of the Moon Goddess embroidered in gold on his chest.

He answered back. The female guard approached cautiously. I lifted both hands with exaggerated innocence. "Be my guest." The search was quick... the guard stepped back. "She's clean, Boss." A heavy silence settled over the room. Daemon broke it first. "There." He flashed me a triumphant grin before looking at Draco. "Satisfied?" Draven folded his arms with an amused smirk. "You owe her an apology." "I don't apologize," Draco replied flatly. "Of course you don't," Daemon muttered. "Your ego would never survive it."

It only made me blush harder, forcing me to look away. “Never have I ever,” Damon said slowly, thinking for a long time. He met Ronan’s gaze and smiled. “Never have I ever fed from an unwilling participant.” Everyone’s fingers stayed up, obviously. Ronan leaned forward. “Not once.” “Of course not,” Damon said, lowering his hands to the table, two fingers down. “I’m not that much of a monster, Ronan Thorne.” Ronan’s brow lifted. He looked at me. I shrugged. Then back at Damon.