Damian Cowper Novels & Stories

I kept my hands folded in my lap as we drove, wondering what I had gotten myself into by agreeing to this. Inside the car, it was quiet for a long time. I finally broke the silence. “Tell me about your family.” Damien’s expression changed right away. “There’s not much to tell.” “I doubt that,” I said. After a pause, he started talking. “My father remarried after my mother died. Victoria is my stepmother. She likes control.” I smiled a little. “That’s your warning?” “No.” He glanced at me briefly. “This is. Answer only what you’re asked. Don’t volunteer information.”

I said finally. Damian didn’t even play dumb. He heard the conversation. “It’s not possible.” He whispered to himself, more than to me. I waited for him to gather his thoughts. “I was madly in love with a girl named Cynthia. Well, I thought it was love, it was just lust. We were 16 years old, and she got pregnant. We thought we were mates, but it turns out her sister was my mate. The mate pull is hard and I’m not proud of anything of this, but I pushed her to the side and I chose my mate. Cynthia went rogue and used her knowledge to get to her sister. In the end, I choked her to death. She was only a few weeks along in the pregnancy.”

"It's just that I feel like I don't know anything about you. I'm your friend, right? I don't even know what you did abroad. What your job is. You never talk to me about yourself." "Are you interested in me?" Damian asked. I knew he was just teasing me. And my sharp gaze made him understand. He chuckled and apologized. "Where to start? Um... Let's start our introduction from the beginning. My name is Damian Blackwood, I'm 29 years old. My job includes lyricist, composer, music producer. People know me more as Whitehollow than as Damian. You can type that name into a search engine and you'll find out more. Then... I came home for a vacation, but my grandfather gave me a task of making a demo s

“I did my investigation, Olivia. Your father refused the early treatment. Refused the transplant options because he was too obsessed with revenge. He let your mother die of grief. He let your brother waste away. And as we speak, the police have him in custody.” Damien’s voice softened, almost gentle. “I’ve arranged for your brother to be transferred to the best facility in the country. Full treatment. Whatever it takes. Because even if everything between us was a lie…even if you tried to burn my entire world down…you were still there when I needed someone. So I’m doing this. One last time.” He looked straight into the cameras. “I will cooperate fully with the investigation. I’ll answer every

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.

, I said almost stuttering. Damien did his chuckle again and looked at me. “Cole, your mom is pulling the masses against us for you. I would ask you just once, what do you want? The company? Money? Name your price, add zeroes! I would give you willingly without causing a scene. I need my wife’s mental health back in order “. Damien was talking softly but the blind could sense the seriousness in his words. He was a strange man.

“ Damian Wright ! “ said Adam annoyed . “ This old geezer again…… “ said Damian tired . “ Honey , calm down . “ said Diana , trying to ease her husband’s anger . “ Welcome mom ! “ said Damian with a casual tone . “ Hello son ! “ said Diana smiling . “ So , what brings the two of you here today ? “ asked Damian . Mr Adam was so annoyed that he was about to snap when seeing Damian calm and unoccupied . “ You……you being so calm and smiling so lightly……… “ said mr Adam annoyed . “ I know you like yelling and stuff but can you act in a civil way at my company ? “ said Damian . “ Shut up you damn brat ! I am the chairman of this company . You are only the president . “ said mr Adam . “ You are the

“I want us to tailer her. Talking on the phone will soon not be enough, she will want to meet him.” “But what about her bodyguard, if what you saying is true, I don't think she would want to risk being exposed like that, knowing full well that he will tell you.” “Damien he will be on sick leave as of tomorrow.” “Sounds like a plan. but are you sure about this?” “It's the only way to find out the truth. I don't like it but, it needs to be done.” I got up and stood by the window looking out. “Like I said, it could mean nothing.”

This guy is around 6’3-’4, because I was 5’9. “I am calling up your boss and he is going to fire your ass right now, the nerve you have of coming here and talkin-” I yell at him with a thunderous voice but he cuts me off. “Just call him, I don’t have much time.” He says arrogantly with a smirk plastered across his face. I was taken off guard with his sudden change in demeanour. What the hell happened to the sweet innocent guy? I quickly made a call and Charles picked it up in one ring, because he knew how impatient I was, “Hello Danika dear, what pleas-“

Date = 31 October The date of my birth. Place = San Francisco (Reaper venue) Of course our team has a great venue. POV - Damion I think I fucked up again. Or rather … I’m pretty sure I fucked up again. It’s amazing, really. I can fling myself around a track at over 220 miles an hour on two wheels, flirting with death as if it owes me money — but ask me to string together five honest words for the one person who matters? And suddenly I’m a mute with commitment issues.