Damian And Raven Novels & Stories

Frame agreement for a Dominant / Submissive relationship This document specifies the responsibilities and duties of Damian Black {the Dominant} and Vincent Romano {the Submissive} as part of a consensual BDSM agreement. This agreement is private and shall not be disclosed in any circumstances to anyone, even if it is not legally binding. The Dominant I, Damian Black , request of Vincent Romano the acceptance of my dominance and guidance. I ask for ownership of your mind and body in return for my care and protection. Through this agreement, we may strengthen our bond and increase intimacy.

I'd seen Adrian's heart. We stood at the altar, wrapped in each other's arms, as the crowd cheered. After that day, Damien's world collapsed. Without alliances or funding, his pack drowned in debt. His obsession with winning me back left the pack leaderless, and resentment among his people boiled over into open rebellion. Rival packs — circling for years — moved in and swallowed his territory whole. Damien went from the most powerful Alpha to a prisoner with nothing. But that no longer mattered to me.

Maybe a little older. But his smile... It was the same one I'd written about in my diary. My cheeks warmed immediately. "I've been looking everywhere for you," Draven said. Then... His eyes landed on me. Only for a second. His smile disappeared. It wasn't obvious. Most people wouldn't have noticed. But I did. He looked annoyed. Then, just as quickly, the smile returned. "You coming?" Damien glanced between us. "I'll be there." Draven nodded before walking away.

“Bring the Black Coast shipment codes, the account access, and every fucking file you stole.” A sob caught painfully in my throat. What the hell were they talking about? “I swear I don’t know anything,” I whispered desperately. “I don’t even know who Ravens is.” One of the men barked out a laugh. “Damn. She really clueless.” “Not our fucking problem,” another muttered. The gun pressed harder into my skin and my breathing immediately turned shaky again. “You hear that, Ravens?” the man said into the phone. “Fourteen hours before we paint the floor with her brains.”

Vincent and Damian weren’t just my best friends, they were the only people I could confide in and strategize with, without filtering every word. In this life, you learned fast who you could talk to and who would use your words as weapons. But with them? I could lay it all out. Vincent stepped in beside me, arms crossed, his face already tight with tension. “You look like shit,” Damian said. “Jet lag,” I replied. “And espionage. Take your pick. Let’s get to it.” Damian nodded once, all business now. “Okay. Let’s see it all. I want to know everything before I call that motherfucker.”

I add staring at one of the candles spacing out a little bit remembering seeing Raven covered in his blood and hearing Alice scream for her son. “Hey, it’ll be ok I’ll be by your side and Raven will have Embry by her side. I remember Raven telling me a little bit about what happened, she’s quite the Lycan and a very natural alpha. The best news is that you and Raven have each other, I’ve never seen anyone strengthen another the way you two do,” Ryder mentions after eating the last of his dinner making me nod my head. “Raven is the strong one, I’m just a healer and I’m okay with that. I’ve never really liked fighting and it scares me how easily she loses control especially when it comes to pr

The other couples were already linking hands and making moves to leave, their hunger palpable, the scent of their arousal in the air utterly blatant. “Matilda I cannot believe you have found your mate! I would never have expected you to be his second chance!” “He didn’t even look at you once tonight,” Diane said, bitterness evident in her voice. “I wonder what your parents will think of your mate being their age.” Nina flared up and for the first time I felt my placid wolf's anger. Disrespecting our mate made my tongue sharper, “I don’t know Diane, but I could always ask Jackson what he thinks about you dry humping the fuck out of Tange on the dancefloor for the most of the night?”

Much like Raven had control over the cave we had been in. She’d called him a cousin, our cousin. My stomach lurched. Was he just as powerful as Raven? More powerful? I didn’t know. I couldn’t know. But he wasn’t more powerful than Candido. He couldn’t be. Even if he was, Candido would find a way to save me. I just had to buy him time to get here. “Tsk, tsk. The goddess doesn’t like to have her sacrifices run away.” Damian said. “And is that really any way to treat me? I’m family. I just need a bit of help from you and we can all be on our way.”

Mike warned, his voice muffled. "Oh, I bet it cost less than a new set of teeth. Pick your poison.” That's when the door pushed open and Mike stepped out. Damian’s jaw clenched harder as they stood face-to-face. “So this is your ride. Like a matchbox.” Looking Mike over, he asked. “You give ladies rides in this?” “Should I give men rides then?” Mike retorted. Damian’s jaw locked. Then Mike gave a slow smile, moving closer to Damian. “Do you like me, man?”

Raven nods in response, as she continues to focus on Dagon's movements. "You really think you can beat me? I won't deny you're a good warrior and have skill, but you aren’t good enough." Dagon lunges right, making Raven move left, directly into the path of his sword. My mates and I all scream when his sword stabs right into Raven's torso, and effortlessly through her armor.