Damian And Anya Novels & Stories

Layna was pissed because if looks could kill, I’d be dead. “Is She your mate?” I questioned Damian. “Yes,I’m his mate,” I answered possessively before Damian could. He was as shocked as I was because I didn’t know where that came from. Layna laughed mockingly. “You’re mated to a weak human?” “Don’t you dare call my mate weak, do you hear me?!” Damian shouted angrily at Layna. He was so angry that the vein in his head popped out. I stood there, shocked because I wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction from Damian after I rejected him.

“What are you saying, Ethan? Speak loudly and clearly for me to understand.” “He let her in. We saw them and this is not going to be the end of this. They are going to keep proceeding. This war is going to proceed. They're coming, Damon, and they're doing it fast. They're doing it now.” He didn’t have to say her name. I already knew who he was talking about. Tatiana. My blood turned cold. “What the hell are you saying?” I said, looking him dead in the eye. “Do you realize how dangerous it is what you're saying? This is not just some kind of game that you can play.”

Damian Alpha and I have been married for three years without mating. And now, he is kissing his sister, my bestie, and forgetting everything. The thick scent of their mingling pheromones filled the air, stinging my eyes. "You know it's you I want, Lyra!" he growled, his voice hoarse. "But the Moon Goddess tied me to that nobody, Selena! And you want me to mark her? Claim her? Are you trying to make me betray my own heart, drive me insane?!"

But Damian came with speed, standing in my path! I became mad when I saw him in my front! I wanted to smack him right in the face but held back because of the workers passing by. This is Diego's company and they know me here. I don't want to create a scene because of this animal. Damian grinned at me and said, reminding me of that moment at the club, "Remember you gave me two options, Anna. You said if I could give you what you want, you'll give me a whole day to make love to you. Do you remember?"

“Claire, I know I was wrong. Serena was never anything more than a mistress I kept in the shadows. I only needed her to give me a child. As soon as she gives birth, I’ll kick her out of my life. Please come back with me, okay?” I shook my head firmly. “Damian, I don’t care what you and Serena have going on. “All you need to know is that I’ve started a new life here. I’m never going back with you. Please leave.” “I won’t allow that! I refuse!” Damian roared and lunged forward, trying to drag me away from Justin. Seconds later, a sharp pain shot through his chest. Damian clutched his heart and collapsed to the ground. The last thing he saw as his vision blurred was my cold, indifferent gaze.

That will be like a special kind of hell. “Not going.” Damian said, his voice flat. Thank fuck. Edward's smile tightened at the edges. He set his fork down gently, pinning Damian with a sharp look. "It wasn't a request, Damian. You will be joining us." For a second, I thought they had an agreement. But then Damian slammed his fork down hard on his plate, which I’m sure broke. He finally lift his gaze and if eyes could kill, I’m telling you right now, no one in this room would make it out alive.

Lucian Moretti. The seats smelled like leather and danger. I curled into the corner, hugging my knees, tears finally spilling down my cheeks. The driver didn’t look back. He didn’t ask questions. Maybe that was the perk of being owned by someone like Lucian—silence wasn’t just expected, it was survival. My phone buzzed again. Lucian Moretti: They see you leave? I sniffled, typed back. Elena: Front row seats. Aria looked like she swallowed glass.

My eyes searched the whole room and saw a man waving his hand and walking towards us. "Caleb! It's been a year, dude." he gave me a fist bump. "Damian." Damian is a college friend but we are not classmates and also not in the same department. He is in engineering while I was in business. We meet through basketball as we are both varsity player way back in college. He took a glimpse at my right side, at Anastasia. "By the way Damian, this is Anastasia, my wife." I held Ana's waist pulling her closer to me.

Mom, Dad… Carla doesn't actually—" Damian let out a cold, mocking laugh before he could finish. There was a smug look in his eyes as he radiated the pride of a man waiting for his prize to crawl back to him. For a moment, the air stilled. Only my footsteps could be heard in the silence. With every step I took forward, the look in Damian's eyes shifted from haughty arrogance to disbelief. "Carla, you—" "I, Carla West, would like to marry Ryder Maverick!"

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.