Dami #dreamcatcher Novels & Stories

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -

You're my loving daughter. "Ok bua", she said and by the time she cleaned her face with the tissue, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and saw a handsome guy smiling at her. " Do I know you? How dare you touch me? " She was about to raise her hand to hit him but he raised his hands in defeat and said,"hi dear, I'm Ravi, Hardeep's friend. Now I know why he loves you so much. Keep up your claws but not for us ", he laughed aloud. "By the way, let's go to the cafe nearby, hopefully your friend will also be there. Meet me outside the cafe", saying so he turned and went away. She also walked till the cafe. There she met Anamika and together they entered and Ravi followed them. Once

Era pout that she got separated from her group and also this bad alpha is again on her side. "START", her teacher whistle and everybody start running with tiny plants on their hand. Findina a perfect location she start digging with her hands as no equipments are provide to them. She is busy doing her work when her eyes fall on Damian. He is standing leaning against a big tree with shades on his eyes, wearing a black t shirt with blue ripped jeans and white shoes. His arms are flexed over his chest giving him a tough sexy look. "Is he sleeping . How dare he. I will not let this happen " she narrowed her eyes before going towards him.

Ethan ventured forward, protecting Miriam as best as he could, but the obscurity was tireless, tearing at his intellect with dreams of lost hope and misery. Just as the artifact's light came to its fullest Shine, an enormous ring of obscurity shot out from the heart of the chasm, striking Miriam with an annihilating drive. The artifact smashed in her hands, the light quenched in an instant, their only means of escape destroyed completely.

He even patted Damian on the shoulder, seeking justification for his actions. "Yes. I've been dreaming about Miss Pearl for the past few weeks. I didn't expect to meet her today." Damian made a casual apology. "Don't make this up!" Taggart rebuked Damian. Damian smiled arrogantly. "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, but I'm telling the truth. According to Shaman, the girl in my dream is my destiny. So Pearl is my destiny as a mate." "Unbelievable. You want to conquer and take what I have." Damian is increasingly successful in provoking Taggart's madness. Taggart rushed forward to hit Damian, but Bruce blocked him.

I point at Cassandra, “then threw me into the woods to die. Now you want me back because I returned with power?” Damon’s golden eyes looked pained. He spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. “I was wrong. Cassandra lied to me. She fed me stories about threats to the pack. I let pride and fear control me. I take back the rejection. Annie is not an Omega. She is my true mate.” Gasps spread through the crowd. Scarlett smiled through tears. Cassandra looked ready to kill. I turned to Kael. “You found me when I was broken. You gave me safety and pups. But you left me alone in that cave. You marked me without asking.”

Damien cupped my face, and I close my eyes in his touch. His touch felt like heaven. “What’s your name?” I asked, closing my eyes. I wanted to imprint his touch on my soul and remember him all my life. He leaned over and joined his forehead with mine, and I also leaned on him. “I am Damien, Alpha of the Moonflower pack,” he said and I nod. I moved back from him, and he looked confused by my action. Maybe he thought I will accept him and I would have done that if my pack’s safety was not at stake.

Damien said, his voice sounding incredibly soft yet terrifyingly hollow. The woman swallowed hard, her small hands clutching the edge of her dark robes as she tried to maintain her composure under his intense scrutiny. "My name is Jasmine, Alpha Damien, and I have served the secret order as the primary scribe for the last twelve seasons," she answered, her voice trembling slightly with an underlying fear that she could not entirely conceal.

She yells out quietly, trying not to bring attention to herself. ‘Can you hear me?’ I whisper through the link. ‘Who are you? How can you channel with me?’ She responds to my link with hers. ‘You have already spoken the answer, mate. My name is Damian. I’m the oldest son of Alpha Demetri Black. What’s your name?’ I have laid upon the ground behind the shed. I’m still out of her sight but I can feel her fear through the link. ‘No. You can’t be. Someone like me doesn’t deserve a mate but an alpha? No sir. No sir. It simply can’t be.’