Dam Game Novels & Stories

I just thought of Doom. Hoping that Doom will show up tonight.

“Dante isn’t the enemy, is he?” Damien’s eyes darkened. “No,” he said. “He’s the mirror.” ⸻ Elsewhere, Dante poured a drink, watching live feeds from the estate. “Well done,” he murmured. “Now the real war begins.” Dante Westwood

Dama scoffed. Dama suddenly sniffed, feeling more than hurt to talk about it. "-- she even kissed you." She said and Danks eyes widened, "I saw her kiss you and --- and you responded." Dama was crying now, she ran out of the room even before Danks could process what else to say - shit! FLASHBACK ✓

More of Lucas's men emerged from behind crates and barrels, firing relentlessly. Damian’s heart raced, but his focus never wavered. He moved swiftly, ducking behind a stack of boxes, and returned fire. His gunshots were precise, each bullet finding its mark. One of Lucas's men dropped, another fell. The air was thick with smoke and dust as the battle continued. Damian’s heart pounded as he fired again, hitting one of Lucas’s men in the shoulder. The man cried out, stumbling back, but his comrades kept firing. There was no hesitation in Damian’s movements. He was fast, methodical, shooting anyone who came into his line of sight.

someone screams. “Call Damien! Give me your phone…” What’s going on? ============= Damien Priest POV I woke up with a pounding headache. I drank way too much last night. After Amara and I spent the day at the beach we got back to the hotel and had a couple of drinks at the hotel’s bar. When we got to our room. Actually, have no idea what we did when we got back to the room. Did we drink even more? Damn I feel the breeze on my dick… Did we fuck last night?

But Damian’s mind raced, searching for a way out. “Now!” the guard shouted, his finger hovering over the trigger. Damian’s gaze met Maya’s, a silent understanding passing between them. “Drake,” Damian said softly. “Yeah?” “Duck.” In a flash, Damian lunged forward, disarming the nearest guard with a swift strike. Chaos erupted as the team fought back, their movements a symphony of calculated violence. Sage'sheart pounded as she fired at a guard, her focus razor-sharp. Damian moved like a force of nature, his every action deliberate and lethal.

Dax found Damoew in the forest. Hunting alone. Trying to provide meat for the outcast camp. "You heard about the combat?" Dax asked. Damoew's hands stilled on the deer he'd just killed. "Everyone heard. Marcus Greythorn and Jasmina. Single combat. Both nearly died." "She's alive. Baby's alive. Both recovering." "I know. I felt it through the bond." Damoew stood. Blood on his hands. "She almost died, Dax. Almost killed our daughter. And I was here. Useless."

Damn it! @Death Wish

‘Damn’ Byul touched his head furious and irritated, he’s starting to regret himself being curious about the place. With his flushed cheeks, Byul lowered his head as the brain seems to hurt just thinking about the issue he has to deal with. He’s been into parties but those are all straight ones. Not to mention it was his first time to step in such a place. This is really embarrassing and humiliating.

Jasmine said and charge towards Nirvana ready to stab her but suddenly Desmond appeared Infront of Nirvana and the dagger pierce through him instead. He stared down at his abdomen and realized it was the soul dagger and only Kono could make such dangerous dagger "Kono? He still has his powers?" Desmond thought as he bleed furiously "Desmond" Nirvana knelt Infront of him and cried. "Are you okay?" She asked "I'm fine" he smiled revealing his bloody teeth's Nirvana looked up at Jasmine with bloodshot eyes. She gave Jasmine deadly glares and made to charge towards her when Desmond held her back