Batman Fanfiction Damian Novels & Stories

Damian stooped and picked them up, stuffing them into his trench coat. "What next?" Ash asked, feeling bereft without his gun. Before Damian could reply, his phone rang. His Caller ID announcer app said, "Lieutenant Baines is calling you," repeatedly, but Damian ignored the call. "Your superior is calling you." Jo said, stating the obvious. Damian shrugged, "I'm not in the mood to speak with him." "Why?" Jo asked. Damian opened his mouth to reply but was cut short by Ash. "Because you're Hatter!" Ash accused angrily.

“I won’t let anything bad happen to you.” “Damian… can I ask you something?” “You don’t have to ask for permission,” he replied. I took a breath and asked, “Can I really trust you?” Damian did not answer immediately. I stayed silent to allow him time to respond. Damian smiled. He let go of my hand and brushed his thumb lightly along my jaw. “You are my mate,” Damian finally said. “And you are my Luna. I will stand by you, not because of obligation, but because I chose you. I always will.”

"What are you talking about, Damian?" Ivy stammered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and denial. She desperately tried to hide her shaking hands, knowing that Damian had caught on to her vulnerability. A smile played on Damian's lips as he observed Ivy's visible unease. "You're shaking, Ivy," he pointed out, relishing in the power he now held over her. He couldn't help but notice the tear in his bleeding lips widening, a painful reminder of the ordeal he had endured. "Look at all this," he continued, gesturing to his battered appearance, from his bleeding lip to his bruised ankles. "I know you had something to do with it. Your girl gave you away, what's her name again... Gwen."

they replied in unison. " That will be all for now" said Damian. They stood up and left the office. He stood up and started pacing the office immediately they left. He was angry because the day that was supposed to be one of the happiest days of their lives was turned into a blood bath. He lost fifteen of his warriors and now his mate was unconscious. He will find a way to defeat the demon king. That was a promise he will keep even if it costs him his life. **** It was late at night when he finished his meetings. His mother left few minutes after he entered. Damian stripped out of his clothes and went to take a shower. He came back when he was done and sat down on the bed.

I could barely hear her but I knew what I heard. Di Angelo. Shit. She really was related to Sol. “What about you? What’s your name?” Her sultry voice was soft and sounded kind. She was patting Ollie’s head who still wanted her attention. I couldn’t help but deepened my frown. “Damian.” “You have a cool name, little man.” My brother’s face beamed. “Really?” She nodded, smiling. “It reminds me of a certain superhero’s son’s name.” “You mean batman?” His grin was from ear to ear.

Alex came first—shuddering, spilling down Damian’s throat as the child hummed with satisfaction. Damian stood, spinning Alex around and thrusting into him from behind in one brutal stroke. The stretch was perfect, the angle merciless. He fucked Alex hard against the wall—deep, punishing strokes that made his toes curl. One hand wrapped around Alex’s throat above the collar. The other stroked him in time with his thrusts. “You’re mine,” Damian growled against his ear. “Not the pact’s. Not the clones’. Mine.” Alex sobbed, pushing back onto every thrust. “Yours—only yours—”

Damian whispers against his ear, voice low and commanding, “Tonight, you belong to me. Every shiver, every heartbeat, every breath. And tomorrow… we face them together. Side by side. No one takes you from me. Not my father. Not my brother. No one.” Eli trembles slightly but nods, pressing his forehead against Damian’s chest. “I’m yours. Always.” Damian smiles darkly, tugging him closer, his hands moving along Eli’s back in a possessive, controlled rhythm. “Good. That’s exactly how it should be.” They stay like that for hours, the apartment quiet except for their whispers and soft movements. Every touch, every brush of fingers, every low murmur, is both a reassurance and a preparation. Damian

“They’ll just bill it to their famiglia for the damage. I don’t know if anyone will repair the damage, but I don’t think the invigilators will be pleased to know they have extra work due to temperamental students.” Chuckling at the idea of seeing the toughest bullies getting slapped with damage bills, Zen found himself relaxing a little more. Unlike with the others, Damian was like a brother Zen could feel a little more relaxed around. It wasn’t that the cyborg wasn’t deadly. Zen had no doubts that the engineer might have a hidden mini-missile hidden inside his body. However, his nonchalant and self-invested attitude was reassuring. Moreover, they shared the same level of curiosity, making D

I laughed because I grew up with the future alpha, Damian. He is my best friend and occasionally we have kissed but I am keeping my virginity for my mate. Damian is 6’ 8” of solid muscle, short black hair, a tribal tattoo from his chest to his shoulder around his neck and arm and across this back. He is a walking sex on a stick with piercing bright blue eyes. His temper does match his bad boy look but has always had a sweet spot for me. I know I have always caught his eye. Being 5’ 7” slender and toned body with waist dark wavy hair and emerald green eyes, I tend to catch a few guys eyes. However I think most of them think they will get the position of beta so I tend to ignore them.

So he must support whatever it is, because Joshua is very sure that Key is a different person. Damian, who was still thinking about many things, turned his face away. And instantly he was fixated on one of God's creations that were next to him. Sitting enjoying the breeze blowing that shoulder-length hair. But with closed eyes and regular breathing. And made Damian realize that the girl had fallen asleep in a sitting position. Damian couldn't take his eyes off it, the girl, the way she looked, and the gaze that Damian really couldn't take his eyes off of. From the girl's sleep, Damian was sure that the girl had not slept all night. Damian immediately took out his cell phone, “I must have kep