Dam Game Novels & Stories

I stand there frozen in time, unable to finish the job, next thing I know a hard metal collides with the right side of my head and I fall to the floor. My vision goes blurry and I am unable to make out my attackers face. I can't feel my limbs, so I am unable to move an inch. They seem to be out to end my life because next thing I feel is a sharp pain in the abdominal which I presume has been acquired from a dagger. I can hear haphazard echoes of people agrueing from a distance. It's seemed like Darrick agrueing with his newly found love, Sapphire. " Why did you have to stab her?. Do you want to kill her?" I hear Darrick ask angrily

I inquire, abandoning my food to grant him my fullest attention. Benedict is quiet for a while. A bit of movement can be detected from his side. Minor, but there nonetheless. He releases a long, over exasperated sigh. His silence nipping at my patience. “April Anderson,” he finally says a little exhausted. “April?” I inquire absently. “Mhm!” He hums as confirmation. Short and sharp. “Black says he lost her in Denmark. After a week of tracking her down, he is convinced she went to Amsterdam,” he informs further.

Dami had his head on my lap and I busied myself by playing with the hair on his head. He was making us watch football and I honestly didn't know what was going on in the game. All I know is that the goal is to get the ball into their opponents net. It's funny how Dami seems so pissed watching people chase the ball around. I mean, why watch a game that makes you angry. Doesn't make sense if you ask me. "Can you imagine? I don't know why they haven't sold this one yet." Dami sucks his teeth in annoyance. "Change this stupid thing jor." He tells me.

She shot Raiden with her staff and watched as Raiden fell to the ground, on his knees, blood spewing out his mouth as he stared up at Jason who smirked at him just before he gracefully shot out his leg and Raiden found himself on the floor, blood spewing from his mouth. Damien felt all the muscles in his back contract as he lay there, his vision slowly blurring as he watched his men get killed and ripped to pieces and his pack house get burnt down along with every other thing and the fact that he not only lost everything but also his mate caused his heart to ache. He saw Amaira's face as the last thing his eyes could view as his vision slowly faded and everything turned black.

[Gia’s POV] Damen’s words about moving in, danger, and something that might have followed us home keeps pulling and nagging in my mind. This is all so much to take in. Is nothing truly a myth or fairy tale? Dante is downstairs playing Blockcraft on the video game console with his bodyguard Jackson, those two are already starting to bond.

" You already believe what you want to believe. Will it make any difference if I tell you the truth all over again? You are deaf, dumb and blind. " The woman was still persistent. " But who are you? " She begged again. " Oh, don't you know me already. Did you just not introduce me to your daughter as the Daughter of the Damned? " With another wave, she left the room as it was again engulfed in darkness. The only thing left behind was the tingling sensation of sprinkled stardust.

As instinct Amara was little taken a back nevertheless she was in good shape with sufficient experience in Athletic from her school and college days, she quickly stomped her right foot and person who was choking her from behind and hit him hard in stomach with her elbow “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......” she let out a loud panic scream and her attacker withdraw his hand, in midst of this chaos her cell phone had dropped on floor...... as Amara squatted down to pick it up she witnessed Mrs Sukanya rushing towards her with scorned expression “What the fuck are you doing you Daniel, inject her more... don’t let her run away”

He’s a tamer version of Dante with the right amount of Damien mixed up in one just as deadly combination. Damitri is heavy handed and shot first ask questions later type of guy but I know that even though my guys are like that, with me they are all giant teddy bears filled with nothing but mushy stuff and love. “Call Liam and have him come over and wait with you” Damien says as an order more then a suggestion.

“Redemption!” Damien shook his head, laughing. “Alright, alright. You got me.” They continued hopping from game to game—racing each other in a driving simulator, trying their hands at skee-ball, and finally teaming up in a zombie-shooter game where Matilda proved to be the better shot, much to Damien’s surprise. “Okay, now I’m impressed,” Damien said, lowering the plastic gun as their high score flashed on the screen. “You’ve got some serious aim.”