Damaged Novels & Stories

“Dammit!” smashed his mobile phone against the wall angrily.. Adrian stood like a statue at a corner not daring to make a sound to get on the bad side of the furious boss.. He quickly stepped aside when Damian threw his MacBook pro at him and it ended up smashing into pieces.. Damian was so furious as he threw things around and ended up breaking everything in his study.. “Calm down, sir, your wounds ain't fully healed yet..” Adrian tried to talk him outta smashing things but this earned him a vase being thrown at him..

Damian grumbled at me, and I glared at him, wondering if I was correct in assuming he loves her. "Is this sheer pity or love?" Don asked, arching my brows at him, but he gave no reply and Olive from his chair, puffing and huffing silently. "Damian!" I called out, and he moved his eyes to me. ( Damian's POV ) "She is my mate and I am rejecting her, but that doesn't mean you have any right to mingle with her. Kill whatever pity or love you have in your heart for her, as I don't want to see her around.

Catrina was passed out on the floor, pale, with her eyes shut tight. Kneeling a few metres away from her was Damien, badly injured. Blood stained his dark clothes, particularly on his chest. It leaked onto his finger, even though he had squeezed it tightly. He let out a growl, intensely staring at my woman, his eyes filled with a mix of rage and curiosity.

I replied. "Oh hey." She said with a hint of excitement. "I miss you! Please come back." I pleaded. "Jack I, I can't. I miss you too it's just emotionally straining for me to be there with you purposely and continually hurting me. I seriously can't do it anymore. Jack I fucking love you and every time you hurt me your making me feel stupid for falling for you. As much as I want to be in your arms right now I just can't." She said with her voice getting shaky.

I correct, with bitterness in my tone, "You loved yourself, your desires, your control, all alone." "You destroyed me," I repeat, emphasizing each word, Darrick's face contorts in anguish, his cries mixing with mine, unheard. But my resolve remains unshaken, firm and strong, "No," I say, resolute, "you had your chance, and blew it ." Too much hurt, memories flood back, pain overwhelms, "Too much damage," irreparable, forever to remain. Darrick's cries mix with mine, a symphony of sorrow,

I could not even tell what colour the hair was on the mangled head anymore, just that he had a bit of a balding issue now. Corbin and his goons laughed, impressed with the macabre sight that their pack mate prick had created. “I think that he’s gunna have a bit of trouble healing that one.” A humoured male voice from my left joked, causing more laughs to envelope me. I felt all the remaining blood drain from my face, I felt numb and sickened to my core. I staggered backwards as dizziness started to consume me, before it was lights out and the floor jumped up to meet me.

"Are you hurt, Taryn?" "Only my knuckles," I gritted out. Rocco’s mouth pulled into a slow, cold smirk as he looked at Damian's face. "Looks to me like your nose is broken, Varga." Damian wiped blood onto his sleeve. "The bitch hit me out of nowhere." "Then you obviously deserved it," Rocco said.

And then it was pure heat and motion. He fucked me deep and steady at first Then the rhythm shifted, harder, faster, the bed creaking beneath us as he drove into me like he couldn’t get deep enough. My nails scraped down his back. One of his hands pinned my wrists above my head; the other gripped my hip hard enough to bruise, tilting me so every thrust hit that perfect spot.

The old protections recognized whoever stood outside, and the heavy door slowly retreated into the rock. Damian walked in alone. I saw blood on his shirt, a torn sleeve, a dark burn running from his shoulder nearly to his elbow. Then I was already moving toward him too quickly to pretend that I was merely checking whether he was injured. “You’re hurt.” He looked at me and managed something close to a smile. “Good morning.” “Damian.” “I’m alive. For now, that’s enough.” Margosha tried to get up too quickly. One hind leg buckled beneath her, and she struck the floor with her tail in irritation. “I told you to catch up with us.”

She was felt nauseous because of pungent smell lingered in air… Staff who Kabir was talking earlier walked in and opened one locker at far and took a step back… Victoria felt her heart pounding rapidly, her leg suddenly turned wobbly as she tried to walk thankfully Kabir quickly grabbed her by her right arm and said “It’s… It’s in bad shape….” Victoria was scared as hell but she still withdraw her hand and walked ahead however the moment she saw Zachary her mouth went dry as sand, Zachary half face was smashed and skull was broken, his entirely body was frozen and had turned in shade of dark blue, green colored veins were popping out on his face and arms, there were several wound marks on hi