Bonnie And Damon Novels & Stories

he asked, stepping closer to where Nina stood with a lustful look on his face. “What are you doing?” I struggled against my bonds. “Leave her alone!” The warrior seemed to take my words as a challenge. He raised his hand to Nina, who glared at him defiantly. “Aarlon stop!” Another warrior interrupted him, regardless, he pushed Nina. Aarlon turned to me with a satisfied smile on his face. “On a second thought, you are right, I shouldn’t soil my hands with the disgusting blood of these Omegas.” I glanced back at Nina, relieved they were all right. “Nina… take care of Abigail,” I whispered, trying to seem calm as the warriors resumed dragging me away. “I will be fine, I promise you.”

I leaned in closer to her, just listening, knowing in my soul she would definitely give in and kiss me again what I wouldn't give to kiss her one more time. "DAMON, stop that." "Stop what? I am just listening. I am a good friend." "You are looking at me with those fuck me eyes." "What I would never. You have a mate remember." "I do! I also have to find my father, confront Bonnie and speak with Devon. I bet he has no idea who his parents are."

Diana We sit at the kitchen table, all four of us eating breakfast. Me and Bonnie made bacon and eggs which Hunter and Orion inhaled within minutes. Bonnie and Orion are back to their normal selves of bickering and sniping at each other and I watch with amused fascination. How they can get on each others nerves to the point of killing each other and then fall into bed confused the fuck out of me. "So... Two days til a new moon" Orion says with a mouthful of toast.

“You must be the fiancée. Wow. You’re even more stunning in person.” I shook it cautiously. “Thanks.” “I’m Damon,” he said. “Bennett’s cousin. The charming one.” Bennett didn’t laugh. His hands were shaking as he held his fork. Damon turned to him with a crooked grin. “Who knew you had it in you, Bennie? Love. Engagement. Real feelings. ” he paused, looking at Benjamin and Regina “That’s big for you.” He smirked. The room tightened. Bennett’s jaw ticked, obviously pissed. “He’s just leaving.”

“Out of the question.” “The Force is growing,” Bonnie hurries out. “Damon has been creating vampires for years, building up his forces little by little. He only approaches humans and Secondaries who are known radicals for the vampire’s cause. But his goal is to merely destroy Caspian and the Secondaries in power. He’s making this personal.”

Augusto asked, and we partially obliged. “Sorry, but how did you two even meet?” Fabio asked. “At a resort,” Tanya and I echoed; we shared a knowing look almost immediately. “How long have you been together?” he pressed on. “Six months.” “Three months.” Tanya's eyes widened when she realized what she had done. Fabio leaned back, a smug grin crawling against his face. Augusto also looked slightly disturbed but didn't pay much attention to the mismatch in details. “We met six months ago but decided to make things official after three months, right, babe?” I asked, running circles against Tanya's back to paint the image of us being an affectionate couple before my father.

I clenched my hands tightly. Panic gripped me as I recalled the helplessness I had felt in my dying moments during my previous life. When I felt the strength returning to my palms, I was finally certain—I had been reborn. I glanced at the clock, knowing I would be informed that my house was on fire soon. Right on cue, the phone rang. It was our neighbor, Paula Klein. She yelled, "Caroline, get back here! Luna and Liam are home napping. Emery just left, and he isn't picking up his phone! Hurry!"

His phone vibrated sharply on the glass table. Damon picked it up. The moment he saw the notifications, his stomach tightened. Twenty-seven missed calls. Thirty-two messages. News alerts. His assistant’s name filled the screen. Claudia. Damon answered immediately. “What happened?” Her voice was breathless. “Sir, you need to see the news.” Damon opened the first link she sent. The headline appeared instantly, and the world seemed to tilt. BILLIONAIRE CEO DAMON MOREAU IN SECRET RELATIONSHIP WITH BODYGUARD

His father had already told him to come home for urgent matters, but it seemed more like they were celebrating as they all looked happy. Lady Mallory was Damian's stepmother, but she treated him as her son. However, she had her own son who was five years younger than Damian, Damon Tucker. He was a 28-year-old guy and lived abroad. "Welcome home, Damian. Come have a seat. We have been expecting your arrival," Mr. Mark said, smiling as he gestured for Damian to have a seat in the vast living room. Across from Mr. Mark sat Mr. Troy and his daughter, Maria Milian. She was a 25-year-old plastic surgeon with beautiful fair skin and long blonde hair. Maria wore a black dress with a V-neck that reve

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.