Damian Wayne And Jon Kent Novels & Stories

Rose came back and stood on her previous position like she didn't moved an inch from there. Damian took out his gun from his waistband and pointed towards Johnathan... "Please don't kill me, I am sorry, it won't happen again Mr. Knight, please..." He pleaded but everyone standing there knows that begging won't do anything, Damian is heartless and he never shows mercy on people who disrespects him... "I don't like when someone touches what's mine..." Damian made him kneel in front of him and shot straight in between his eyes... No one dared to utter a word, two men came and took his deadbody with them...

On one hand, Rafe was barely moving with blood rolling off his head, on the other hand, his father fought off the guards and in a not so far environment, Damian was trying with all his might to hold down Mr Jones Vones who had become a full wolf. "I thought you were always against them. You said you hated them. That you wanted nothing to do with them. Nothing at all, but here you are fighting alongside them. Dagger, this is your last chance, stand down and let me end this successfully. I repeat, stand down!!" Mr Jones Vones said. Damian shifted back a little as he tried to massage his wrist. Mr Jones Vones had twisted it as they fought and he was sure it might have been broken.

Damian said He stood up, still holding Leo. "Leo," Damian said gently. "I need you to be brave one more time. Can you stay here with Uncle Kai? Just until Ryan comes?" Leo looked at Kai, bleeding on the floor. "He needs a band-aid," Leo said softly. "He does," Damian agreed. "Can you hold his hand? Keep him awake?" Leo nodded. He wiggled out of Damian’s arms and walked over to Kai. He sat down in the dirt and took Kai’s bloodied hand in his small one. "I've got him, Dad," Leo said. Dad. Damian flinched, emotion washing over his face. He looked at his son. "Good job, son," Damian choked out. "We'll be back." He grabbed my hand. "Let's go," Damian growled. "Let's go kill a Beta." THE DAM The d

They had never heard Rocky or Bobby being so polite with anyone else before, and they somehow found it amusing. Damian nodded and looked at Bobby. Then, he said, "Come out with me for a second." Then, Damian walked out of the factory holding Wendy's hand in his. Bobby felt his heart drop to his stomach as he hurried out after Damian at once.

When Damian looked at me when his father called me a common assistant, I had some tiny hope that he would at least defend me, that there was nothing common about me, that he saw great potential in me as he always tells me but the name calling did not seem to even bother him. Damian’s father is about to reply when the woman who I now recognize as Sharon Stone, the heiress to the Stone empire gently places her hand on the old man’s shoulder. “Uncle, stop it. You will only piss hubby off by arguing with him,” she smiles broadly at Damian before she rolls her eyes at me. “If he says do not interfere, then do not.” Hubby? So she is Damian’s wife….. They are indeed the perfect power couple. Both b

“I’m sorry, but they need me back at the office. Something urgent came up, and I have to handle it. I promise, as soon as I’m done, I’ll rush back here.” Rachael gave him an understanding smile, though she couldn’t hide the slight disappointment in her eyes. “I understand, Damian. Life of a CEO,” she said with a small shrug. “We’ll be fine.” Damian leaned in, brushing a soft kiss on her lips. Jamal, witnessing the affectionate exchange, giggled and squeezed his eyes shut as if embarrassed. “Alright, Superman,” Damian said, crouching down to Jamal’s height, his tone lightening. “Make sure you watch over your mum while I’m gone, okay?”

Kale muttered, and Damian’s head snapped toward him. “I’ve warned you to stop talking about Dorian like that. He’s your Alpha.” He paused, then squinted slightly. “Though… he has been a bit grumpy today.” “Isn’t he always grumpy?” “You know he can hear you?” Damian hissed, shooting him a glare. Kale shrugged. “It’d only be a problem if that was a lie.” “You should be thanking the Moon Goddess we’re related. You’d be dead by now,” Damian replied, sighing heavily and shaking his head. Then, with his grin returning, “See you at home, bro. And bye, Rhea.” And with that, he turned and walked away.

“How long has it been since we saw and talked with each other? Quite long since you’ve been kept pretty busy these past few years.” Maxwell Cameron. His good friend. His mentor. Damian was his protégé. “You called for me, sir?” Turning at the sound of his voice, Damian returned to his desk and waited until Frederick Johnson, his other secretary occupied one chair. Taking his own seat, Damian reached for the folder that contains the articles about Cameron’s young widow.

Jason stood straight, showing off his height. “You’re going to want to not do that.” Damian threatened dangerously. “Both you of you chill out! Jason, this is Damian. He is Dax’s brother. Damian, this is my cousin Jason.” “Whatever, Sarah, I need you now!” Jason kept his back straight but pleaded with me.

Fisher grilled them gently with questions, his eyes protective but soft. “So... what about your families? Where are they?” he asked, cutting a steak. “Our parents are abroad,” Damian answered. “They left us here for school and… you know, independence.” Mr. Fisher nodded. “You boys stick together?” “Always, like glue” Kevin said. “Good. That’s rare.” After dinner, the boys thanked him and left but only Kevin truly walked away. ... Damian stayed hidden in the trees, his form shifting into a tall, sleek golden-eyed snowwhite wolf. He sat, eyes locked on her window, heart beating steady.