Novel & Cerita Damian Kills Nightwing

Damian stood up from where he was and the guards immediately knew what to do as they placed a bag over the heads of the VIPS and dragged them away leaving only the commissioner behind. "Where were we, commissioner?" Damian took out his custom made Glock 17 which was made outta pure gold. "I will never submit to you, Damian.... You can go ahead and kill me..." Miguel stubbornly said even though his back was completely covered in sweat.. "Oh don't worry I'm not gonna kill you, my love.... That would be too easy.." Damian rubbed his chin like he was in deep thoughts before snapping his fingers... "I think I know what to do with you, my dear friend..." Damian unhurriedly aimed at his forehead an

Lucian’s wolf let out a howl of renewed hope, and the warriors rallied. Damian didn’t wait. He charged. The air trembled beneath his speed as he tore across the battlefield—an unstoppable force of vengeance. Garron didn’t even have time to react. With a monstrous leap, Damian’s jaws clamped down on Garron’s throat. A sickening crunch echoed through the forest. Then silence. Blood poured as Damian ripped through the traitor’s body, tearing it apart with terrifying precision. The rogues faltered. Their leader—gone. Their false strength—shaken.

The man let out a muffled groan before collapsing on one knee, but he still swung his pickaxe at Damian. Spinning around, Damian appeared behind the man and was about to grab the man's neck from behind when his expression shifted. He quickly broke the man's jaw, but it was too late. Darkened blood started spilling from the man's throat. His breathing grew feeble, and soon, he was dead. Damian cursed, his heart blazing with fury. He didn't expect the man in black to act so quickly, taking his own life with poison the moment he lost the upper hand in the fight.

Victor choked, his legs kicking uselessly in the air, blood pooling in his mouth as he clawed at Damian's iron grip. "You touched my wife's family," Damian whispered, leaning in until his icy grey eyes were inches from Victor’s terrified face. "You tried to drown my Queen. In my world, that carries a singular sentence." Damian didn't use a gun. With a sickening, sharp SNAP, he broke Victor Vane’s neck, tossing the lifeless body onto the cold floor like a sack of garbage. The vault plunged into a dead, terrifying silence. Sophia let out a choked, terrified sob, burying her face in the dirty floor, shaking violently. Julian had curled into a tight ball in the corner, whimpering like a beaten d

Avery didn't answer, and Tom stared at Damian who looked sad and angry. “So it's true,” he frowned. “I will kill him,” he mumbled before heading toward Nate and his group of fake friends. “Tom, no!” Avery ran behind him and stopped him. “Please, don't do anything.” “But he hurt you! No one hurts my baby!” Tom protested. “Someone protected me!” “Who?” Damian smiled, expecting to hear her say his name. “You know, my personalities,” Damian’s smile dropped and he felt like something stabbed his heart.

Damian said, he knew his friend very well, Stephan nods his head, he has been caught by his friend once more, not that he could not beat the other cubs to a pulp, he just didn’t want to cause any trouble. On their way going to the ceremony they were passing through the corridor when Damian heard some noise he paused and stopped Stephan then he said to Stephan in a low voice “go and call my grandpa tell him to come with the best warriors” Stephan left immediately, he knew his friends was very sharp and would not make serious mistake. Damian walked towards the noise and got to the balcony, he found his father and mother fighting with some assassins, the assassin had just struck a wooden knife

"This damned cat! Fuck you!" As the door is kicked in, a loud voice yells. Mattia walks in with Ares in his hands and hissing as Ares tries to get away. Mattia throws him down so hard that he lands on his paws. Ares sees me and runs over to me. "Fucking hell, that cat is a devil." Mattia snaps as his hands brush against his black pants, which have small cuts on them. Nice job, Ares.

So, he may learn to blend someday. "What bad news do you have to wake me up with, Chief Dylan?" I asked ruthlessly. First, he squeezed his face and then spoke. Did I mean to say he was a bad news? Maybe. After all, my life itself was bad news. "Damien, the sheriff of this pack was killed by a truck driver few minutes ago. News had it that the truck driver escaped and was nowhere to be found. His name was Mr. Rivers." He said exuding the very core of his profession.

" I can forgive you for not thinking! I can forgive you for getting into my apartment, invading my privacy, I can forgive your dumb skull for thinking you can trail and follow me around. I can forgive all of that, but laying your disgusting hands on my wife? Touching my wife!! Even inhaling the same air as her! I will never forgive that Anderson! For that, I want a pound of flesh “ Damien yelled louder. His eyes were red! Filled with anger. " A… .a pound of flesh? Please don't kill me Mr Damien, I promise this will be be the the last last… I mean test.. I mean the last time sir, I will travel out of the city, I will never… .” Andy made so many promises at once. Damien was not softened by his

With pride, I said, tilting my head to the side, "You can't shoot me." "You're right, I can't. If there's anyone who deserves these bullets in his head, then it's that man that kept you away from me," He said, referring to my Diego. Damian expressed his deep hate for my Alpha and how he sometimes wish be could shoot him dead whenever they are near. "But with you here, I now have a way to kill that man a million times without laying a finger on him." "And what's that?" I asked, rolling my eyes at him.