Bonnie And Damon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked, wondering how he could be so sly. “There. You see, you can’t even reject me because you’re happy we are mates. Stop pretending.” He said, with a smile. “Come off your high horse. We’re not mates; I’m not feeling any mate bond, and the moon goddess is not an author of confusion.” I said, with a smile on my face. Well, two can play the game. “Then reject me.” He replied with a smirk. "Okay, there you have it, Damon. I, Roxanne Emiliano...”

I nodded and offered my face to him. Damien took my lips slowly, his tongue prodding in between my lips. His tongue slips in effortlessly providing the most satisfying pleasure. I moaned and moved my tongue with his in sync. His hands touch everywhere, his fingers working on undressing me. I slipped my nude dress off, throwing it on the floor in frustration. He laughed seeing me.

Donald stepped forward slightly, placing himself just enough between them. “Now that you've settled in, tell me, why are you here?” he asked, his tone calm but firm. Damon leaned back slightly, unfazed. “I just wanted to see where my Queen is living.” Donald’s eyes darkened slightly. “Rebecca is my wife,” he said. “Not yours.” Damon smiled lazily. “Titles don’t change history.” Donald’s jaw tightened. “What would it take,” he asked slowly, “for you to leave her alone?”

CHAPTER 159 : Commitments and Complications. ( Beverly Hills, California. ) "You see? You're making that face again." Bianca accused. "No, I'm not." Damon denied with a pout. "Yes, you are!" She smiled and intimately wrapped her arms around his neck. "And I find it extremely sexy." She purred and tentatively grazed his lips. Damon instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing their bodies together. "Then move in with me."

“But I’m just glad you reached out. Please don’t shut me out again. You’re my best friend, and I love you.” “I love you too,” I said, feeling a rush of warmth at her words. “I promise I won’t disappear again; I just need time to figure things out.” “Okay,” she said, and I could tell she was still worried. “Damon and Aurora are together now. He announced her as his Luna. Things are pretty boring around here without you. Are you coming back soon?” she wanted to know, and I felt sick to the pit of my stomach. Damon had got with the woman. I was nothing to him; I was just a toy he threw away when I was no longer used to him. I refused to let my eyes shed any tears over him.

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The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

"But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed." Very quickly, I opened my eyes. Damon was making out with her. He was sleeping with my friend, Cassandra. "No, I can't believe this..." I whimpered, my eyes growing red instantly. The box of pizza slipped off my hands and the snacks littered the floor. I couldn't control it. "Damon, how dare you sleep with my friend?!" "Annie..." Damon said, surprised that I was present watching both of them fuck in bed. "Go deeper, Damon," Cassandra rasped, holding deep breaths to take the pleasure in as she enjoyed it the most. "What's that poor thing doing with you? Haven't you dumped her for the last two months?"

Damon only chuckled, savouring her fury as though it were the sweetest victory. The crowd’s whispers swelled, and Davina fought to keep her expression neutral — though the widening of her eyes had already been captured immortalising the moment of shock she wished she hadn’t shown. “Look at them so lost in themselves — rivals turned lovers?” "May be a reunion of two powerful family?" “The tension is electric. Is this the story of the evening?” "They are definetely dating." "Yeah, we got it all wrong its not Michael Bell. Its Damon Knight." "Makes sense, have never seen Mr Knight flirting publicly with no care in the world with any other women not even Ms. Davenport."