Damian And Jon Novels & Stories

Garrick remembered that 'Damian' was now his name. Dominic saw the angry look of 'Damian', then his gaze turned cold. He wasn't a person who easily let others brag and smug in front of him, but now he had to hold his anger down, for only one reason. It was 'Damian' who was Ms Ambar's boyfriend. If he and 'Damian' got into a fight, their relationship would become very bad.

he said. Then he looked at me and smiled. “Damian Knight. I haven’t seen you since you were just a boy.” I smiled politely. “It’s so nice to see you again, Mr. Lincoln.” Then he turned to Marcus and Martin. “And you must be the D’Angelos.” Marcus leaned forward. “I see you and Damian have a little history, but I hope it’s not going to affect the fairness of choosing who gets the project.” But Mr. Lincoln just smiled at him.

Damian stuck his hands in his pockets and looked at Orpah, saying in a calm manner, "My name is Damian Luther." When Orpah heard his name, her expression changed at once. She exclaimed, "You're Damian Luther? The person who killed Black Bjorn and Albin White?" Damian nodded indifferently at her and said, "Yes, I killed them. So what?" Orpah's expression wouldn't stop changing. In the end, she grinned cynically at him and said, "You killed two out of the Four Fighters. You're pretty ruthless, aren't you?

Damian realized where they were going and went pale. "Roman, I can't—" "Yes, you can. It's time." They walked through the cemetery until they reached a plot shaded by a large oak tree. Two headstones, side by side: JONATHAN KING Beloved Husband and Father 1960-2012 CATHERINE KING Beloved Wife and Mother 1962-2012 Damian hadn't been here since the funeral. Fourteen years ago. He'd run away rather than face the grief, and he'd never come back.

Damien actually wanted to hangout with his friends..MJ(mason jnr) and Edward Johnson(Eddy). they have been friends since childhood. they know each other deepest secret and most happy memories...they are like brother's, when Damien wanted to look for a pretty girl to set a barrier against him and Elena they gave him their full support. Damien have to leave his friend for some minute in order to check on his new contract wife. after talking to Arrya and make sure she ate

Damian Cross was my father's most promising lieutenant. To earn the right to marry me, he swore he would take over the Golden Triangle. Before he left, he kissed my forehead. "Wait for me. The whole Golden Triangle will be your wedding gift." I waited for him for three years. Three years later, he returned covered in scars, with a fragile-looking girl following behind him. By then, he had become the "Mad Dog," a man whose name struck fear into everyone in the underworld. He went down on one knee in front of my father. "She took a bullet for me. I owe her my life, and I owe her my name." My father put the black-and-gold whip in my hand. Everyone in the room was waiting for me to make h

Hamdan shook his head, then looked at Key who suddenly stood next to him and hugged him. "Hey, you haven't left earlier?" Hamdan exclaimed and seeing Key shaking his head in his arms made Hamdan just take a deep breath. From a distance, Josua, Tito, Max, Aldo and Damian who looked up at the uwuh in the morning only made the four of them stare at each other. But before Joshua acted, Damian immediately spoke up. “Don't think about such things this time. Get back to work immediately!” Damian looked at them then immediately fled.

"So what was that?" Jess asks, walking towards me. I look to see her standing in front of me with her arms crossed. Liam had also disappeared. "What was what?" I ask, sheepishly. Jess just rolls her eyes at me. "Do you even know who that was?" She asks, skipping over her original question. "No. Was I supposed to?" I ask, genuinely wondering. "That was THE Damian Stone!" She says, as if I'm stupid for not knowing this.

The Cicconis do not live in VINCENT DANZAville, and KY knows that VINCENT DANZA banned them from the area while having KY on a hit list. "How many people you gotta rob to get a crib like this?" DAMON asks with a screwed-up face.KY'S face contorts, but KY decides not to inform him as to what ISAAC actually spends most of his time doing—murdering. It's best at his age that he thinks the mafia just rob people.

Tall, dark-haired, with the kind of effortless polish that suggested old money without needing to announce it. Not quite Ronan handsome, my mind supplied immediately, the automatic, little comparison I consciously couldn't stop myself from making. The guy approached before I could stop Jessica from waving him over, which she absolutely did. The traitor. "I hope this isn't too forward," he said, stopping at our table. "But I couldn't help noticing you from the bar. I'm Damian." "Nadia," I said, shaking the hand he offered, keeping it brief. "And I'm the friend who's going to leave you two alone to talk." Jessica announced, already sliding out of the booth despite my sharp glare.