Damachi Novels & Stories

I huffed and headed towards one of the doors which I believe to be a room… Inside the room was as dark as I expected it to be but it was quite beautiful and exquisite… I kept my stuff on the bed and headed towards the bathroom because I felt sticky being in the same Clothings for hours… I went over to the bathroom which was just as big as the bathroom in his mansion in Luxembourg and peeled off the sticky Clothings off my body before fixing a bath in the tub and placed myself inside the cold bubbly water and my tensed muscles began relaxing… It felt so good and I felt sleepy again but the rumbling sound in my stomach reminded me of how hungry I was.. While we were on the plane I didn't get t

Still watching, her gaze flickering to Ellie subtly. “Hi,” I muttered, scrubbing a hand through my wet hair. “I’m Damien Voss. What’s your name?” She didn’t answer. Just eyed me, gaze quiet and unreadable, like she was unraveling a puzzle. So much for trying to make her feel comfortable. What was that anyway? I’m Damien Voss? She knows that already! I hated the silence. It made me feel like she was winning some invisible game. So I lifted the shopping bags—and she squealed immediately.

🌹 Damien 🌹 The underground safehouse was dimly lit, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering intermittently as the team settled into a rare moment of calm. The air was thick with exhaustion, the weight of their near-constant battle settling heavily on each member of the group. Damien leaned against a table, eyes closed, taking in the muffled sounds of distant gunfire and the steady hum of the bunker’s generators. It had been a long day—too long. The chaos of the mission still lingered in his mind, but for the first time in days, the team had found a brief window to breathe. They were alive. For now, that was enough.

He just started dodging Alex's obvious punches and kicks. This went on for a while and the remaining pack members left what they were doing and they started cheering them on. Damien suddenly used his left leg to fall Alex down. Alex smiled, he was really enjoying it. Damien was so smiling now too. He started moving closer to him and before he went to stand over him, he gave him a big kick at his lower back and Alex shouted in excitement. Damien went to stand over Alex and just when he raised his hand to punch Alex, something distracted him. Elle.

he asks. "Hi, I'm Jeanet." I hold my hand out for a handshake. "I'm Kamo," he smiles as he shakes my hand. "Is it your first time here?" "Yes, is it that obvious?" I ask sarcastically. He chuckles. "No, it's not." Damien walks towards us, and Kamo doesn't look even the slightest bit uncomfortable. "Hi, Kamo," Damien gives Kamo a dazzling smile as he shakes his hand. "I need Jeanet here, we are going home."

I huffed and headed towards one of the doors which I believe to be a room… Inside the room was as dark as I expected it to be but it was quite beautiful and exquisite… I kept my stuff on the bed and headed towards the bathroom because I felt sticky being in the same Clothings for hours… I went over to the bathroom which was just as big as the bathroom in his mansion in Luxembourg and peeled off the sticky Clothings off my body before fixing a bath in the tub and placed myself inside the cold bubbly water and my tensed muscles began relaxing… It felt so good and I felt sleepy again but the rumbling sound in my stomach reminded me of how hungry I was.. While we were on the plane I didn't get t

The atmosphere was undeniably awkward, two strangers sharing a meal in a house that now technically included me. “Sleep well?” Damien asked, his voice neutral as he glanced up. “Not particularly,” I admitted, taking a seat across from him. The eggs and toast tasted fine, but everything felt surreal. He folded the newspaper with deliberate care. “You’ll get used to the house.” “I’m not trying to,” I replied, sharper than intended. A brief silence stretched between us. Then, unexpectedly, Damien almost smiled. “Still determined to dislike me?” I met his gaze steadily. “I don’t dislike you.”

◇NO POV◇ In a room damien is breaking everything out of anger as his precious obsession is going out of his hands looking at his master in that kind of situation the assistant got panicked and asked "master what happened?? why you're looking so angry??" damien replied "how can I be without anger I made her to see how cruel that don is I made her to get scared of him but she got married to him I felt something suspicious like he threatened her so she might got married to him

She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help. I gave in one day and bought us this little house that was run down and needed a lot of work. While we rented this small apartment. I worked on the house behind Sadie’s back. It was hard to pull off any surprises around Sadie. She always knew what I was up to. She couldn’t help it, but I did my best to keep it off my mind whenever I was around her and so far it seemed to work. Unless she knew and just wasn’t telling me. I didn't want us to bring our new daughter home to a small apartment. I wanted Sadie and my daughter to have a home that belonged to us. Sadie even made a new friend at school. Her name is

said the beautiful Japanese-blooded woman, stretching her hands towards Tiara. With slow steps, the little girl approached Hinata. A beautiful smile etched on her lips when she saw little Tiara walking over. She pinched the little girl’s cheek lightly. “So cute~” “Sorry to bother your work.” “It’s okay. I don’t feel bothered, seriously. I’m even happy to play with Ara.” “Thank you, Hinata. Then, I’ll go first.” “Be careful, Mommy.” “Yes, Mom will be careful. I will pick up Tiara after I finish my business.”