Blink Dammit Novels & Stories

Damien’s POV "WHERE THE FUCK DID SHE GO?!" I bellowed, my voice shaking the walls. My fury surged as I grabbed the nearest lamp and hurled it across the room toward Blake. Unfortunately, he ducked just in time. "You haven’t been able to contact her through the mind link?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief. I growled, barely restraining the urge to throw something else at him. "She’s blocked herself from me somehow! I can’t feel her at all!"

Our energies intertwined, creating a barrier that allowed us to advance despite the relentless winds and flashes of lightning. Damien roared, his voice a guttural snarl of fury and frustration. He hurled bolts of energy at us, each one crackling with destructive force. But we deflected them, our combined power forming a protective cocoon. Step by step, we moved closer, the ground trembling beneath our feet. “You can’t win!” Damien shouted, his voice cracking with desperation. “You’re nothing compared to me! Nothing!”

She made a kiss face before shutting off the camera. I exhaled, looking up at Zac. "We're going to be good at this, right?" "That's just it," Zac grinned at me. "You're the love of my life, Bloom." - The End

"She is living in hell but she is not broken, Yang" Damon looked out of the window towards the place where she slapped him. "There is a fire in her big eyes... They dazzle, they blaze and I want to test it... I want to snatch that fire from her eyes." He smirked evilly. "She will be my exception, my distraction!"

I asked, stretching my neck behind him, looking for Blazer. He smiled creepily, "I saw a pretty lady walk into the mall and wanted to say hello. My name is Damian Blackwood, I'm sure you know who I am."

"I'll shift. I'll make a run for the tree line. When they turn to track me, you run for the car." "No!" I grabbed his shirt. "You're a huge target! They'll cut you down!" "I can take a hit," Damian said fiercely. "I heal. You don't." "I am not letting you play martyr, Damian!" I hissed. "We go together. Cover and move. Like partners." He searched my face. He saw the resolve. He saw the detective who had survived seven years on her own. "Partners," he agreed. "Do you have flashbangs?" "No," I said. "But I have chemistry." I pointed to a cabinet labeled sodium. "If I throw that into the sink... and hit the water line..." Damian grinned. A feral, terrifying grin. "Explosion?" "Big smoke. Big ba

Some mess you can't just tame if Dimitri gets angered by that sight. "OK Damian you need to get control of yourself before you loose it to Dimitri. Can we just go down and spend a little happy moment with mum lil Bro." He says when he notices his flickering change of eye colour. Damian blinks once, twice, OK his baby blue came back. "I think I'm getting a little bipolar, gosh Daisy why do you have such power on me just by a mere thought." groaning as his fangs retreated back in his gums.

Damon replied. "Keep on decieving yourself, do whatever you want but I will make sure that my momma never make a bad decision because of me, you both deserve to be in the deepest part of the hell where you both actually belong." Pearl said. Damon raised his hand to hit her but was interrupted by Alpha Blaze. "What are you doing, are you insane? You can't hit her, remember that if something happens to her we will never get what we want from crimson." Alpha Blaze yelled.

Six minutes. “Can you disarm it?” Celeste asked Damien. “I can try,” he said, kneeling. Red, blue, green, and yellow wires. “Classic,” he muttered. “Cut the wrong one and we’re dust.” “So cut the right one,” Celeste said. “Which one?” Gunfire echoed above—Rylan’s men fighting. Five minutes left. “Blue,” Elena said. “Blue’s lucky.” “That’s not how bombs work,” Damien said. “You got a better idea?”

Blaze said with a smile. "Unfortunately, You provoked the person closest to my heart" Damien said and pointed the gun at him. "You won't actually kill me right?" Mr. Blaze realized the seriousness of the matter. "Guess?" Damien pulled the trigger. "You are a Solider, Won't it be detrimental to your position if you point a gun at a civilian" Mr. Blaze trued standing but his legs reminded him of his situation at this moment. "Really?" Damien didn't bother to explain and shot him on his other legs directly.