Batman Damned Dong Novels & Stories

Kono laughed "You really did a great job her" Stone said "I'm sorry Dear brother. You're gonna meet your end today" Kono said and charge towards stone while Albert fought with the remaining disciples. The fight between the two gods ( Kono and stone) was very tough.. Kono wasn't as strong as stone but both immortals were terribly wounded "I've been lenient with you.. I think I should show you what I'm capable of doing " Kono said and pointed the golden amulet at stone which began draining his (stone) powers..

Night. Rainy. Damdown Woods. Dam’s Keep, Damoria. ########## Seraphina’s hands shook as she clutched the dagger strapped to her thigh. She had almost forgotten it. Small. Ornate. Useless against him. Rain pelted her skin, icy and relentless. Her breath hitched as she darted through the thicket, branches clawing at her like skeletal hands. Thunder cracked overhead, lightning slashing the sky in blinding bursts. Run. Just keep running.

One of the veins in my temple throbbed with something I couldn’t understand. I would not admit that Nolan was right, even though I knew he was. I stepped back suddenly and Nolan let out a breath, combing his hand through his hair. “I know she’s not a gold digger. I mean, I thought she was at first. But then I watched her behavior, and she… touched you, and you reacted.” “You’re not a fucking psychologist, Nolan.” “You’re right, I’m not. But that was pretty fucking easy to read.” Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I opened the security app and pulled up the compound feed. “Keep talking and you’ll end up in the hospital with a broken nose and neck.”

Iris stumbled back, barely catching her balance. Dante was there. He moved fast with no hesitation or even wasted motion. His fist connected with the second man’s jaw and his bone cracked. The man went down hard. The first one tried to run. Dante caught him by the collar and threw him into the side of the van like he weighed nothing. It was over in seconds. Too fast for her mind to keep up. Dante kicked the gun away, then turned to her. “Iris,” he said. Her legs gave out.

Maybe because everyone felt it: the boy who had fallen through a portal half dead two days ago was not the same person anymore. This Damian was different. Quieter. Darker. More certain. ⸻ The commander’s tent stood on the eastern edge of camp. It was huge, covered in double canvas strengthened with enchanted fabric, with two armed guards outside. When Damian approached, the guards exchanged a look. “Silverman. The commander did not call for you.” “Then I am calling for him,” Damian said calmly. “And if anyone tries to block me, I will walk through them before they understand what is happening.”

Dhampirs could live well into the 300’s, longer even than some vampires thanks to their ability to wield the 4 elements, Earth, Wind, Fire and Air. Bethel moved to Seraphina’s side and began artistically plating the fruits Seraphina was delicately cutting. Bethel glanced at Seraphina and kissed her teeth “Our Master should really give you another dress, the fabric is barely clinging on! It is far too indecent for a young lady to wear! No wonder those pigs are constantly ogling you”, she ended with a tutt.

“Emilio dámela“, (Emilio give her to me) he says, before I’m tossed into the air and caught by Jonny! I frantically wrap my arms around him while laughing before he lowers me to the ground. I rolled my eyes as I walked off and grabbed his baby brother Liam, who sandwiched me between him and Jonny. When I grab his beer, he chuckles until Jonny pulls it away, spilling it all over me and making me laugh even more. He shakes his head but when I pout at him he smirks, uh-oh!

So, tell me about you. Damon glances up at the moon before looking back down at me and I take my time to take it all in. The moonlight highlighting his skin, it is as if he's in his own nature. The way his dark green eyes are somehow a tint of yellow but it was only for a couple of seconds, a bit too surreal to confirm. ''There's not much to tell.'' ''Right . . . so, I just told you about myself. And, I'm getting none from you?''

My breath caught, trapped between fury and something far more dangerous. His voice dropped, steel wrapped in silk. “Careful, Elena. You’re playing with fire you can’t control.” “Oh, please.” My laugh was sharp, bitter. “You think I’m scared of you? I’ve had worse monsters in my bed.” His eyes flared. And then he leaned in, lips grazing my ear. “If you don’t want me to fuck the hell out of you,” he whispered, “you should leave. Right now.” I tilted my head, caught his gaze, and let the words roll off my tongue like a dare.

"Watch out! I'm coming for all you bad guys and restoring justice to the world! Go, go, go!" Wendy wasn't the least bit afraid now. She was doing the very thing she'd been dreaming of doing ever since she was a little girl! With Damian controlling her every punch and kick, all the gangsters were eventually defeated and lying on the ground, unable to get up. They glanced up at Damian while lying on the ground, suddenly deathly afraid of him, thinking he was a demon or something. Baxter was still holding his bat in his hand, but his eyes were trembling now. Even his knees were shaking and threatening to give out.