Damian Wayne And Jon Kent Novels & Stories

They snuggled down into the cushions and curled up together. She found a TV station that had some inane action movie with the perpetual surfer dude Keanu Reeves in it. She didn't think he was bad looking, but the minute he opened his mouth, he sounded like a pothead and a moron. Damien was completely fascinated and repulsed by the whole thing. Every time some fantastic explosion or stunt would happen he would look up at her. "It's all Hollywood make believe, dear. It's not real."

“That’s what I thought. No matter what I said, you wouldn't believe me. She is your beloved sister, someone you trust so much, even more than your own mother. You repeatedly told me not to inform anyone of our arrangement, yet you told her. And me? Who am I to you? A contractual fiancée, a contractual Luna. What we have is fake. Everything is fake. I’m just another she-wolf who needed your help and in turn could help you too, and more than that, an easy toy you could use whenever you needed to fuck so the Elders wouldn’t see you fucking others and found out whatever we have is just a sham.” I knew my words were harsh. I knew I shouldn't have said any of those words, but I couldn’t keep them

I was standing at the head of the camp when Caspian approached me, his face serious. “Rylan,” he said quietly, pulling me to my feet. “We have a problem.” I followed him to a quieter part of the camp, away from the others, my eyes scanning the area to make sure no one was listening. Caspian’s expression was grim, his jaw set tight. I knew this wasn’t going to be good news. “Jon,” he said, his voice low. “The boy. He’s been talking to Damian.” I scowled. Jon was one of the youngest rogues in our camp. Only sixteen. He had been training hard with my men, learning the ways of battle, but he was still just a boy. His loyalty should have been unquestionable, but now, I wasn’t so sure.

Though people always noticed the strong resemblances they just assumed as they said the blood of the males in the family was strong but in truth the only thing that had changed was Damians name by adding names such as junior or some other. And this continued throughout the end of the 19th century and the 20th century, the only thing that had changed was Damians ability to control himself while in the werewolf state though he occasionally lost control and stained his fur and body with blood. In the year 1999 Damian was reborn as Wilson Damian Smith in the state of Pennsylvania with the only people knowing of his true identity being the butlers he has had over years, but it was the year 2024.

But before he could get close, Damian immediately stepped in front of me, blocking his path. “Oh, you got the almighty Damian protecting you?” Kason mocked. “Are you fucking him, Captain?” Why does everyone keep assuming I’m sleeping with Damian? I saw Damian’s shoulders tense, his fists clenched tight at his sides. “I swear to God, Kason,” Damian warned, voice low and dangerous, “if you don’t fuck off…” “What? You gonna beat me again?” Kason sneered. “How’s your father gonna take it if you end up behind bars…again?”

Damian is the key to locking the beast away. The fear of the uncontrollable strength was worse than any pain or confinement. It was the fear of losing myself entirely. The terrifying image of Kael, the Mirkwood Alpha, attacking Damian’s father flashed through my mind, a fresh memory from Damian's strained expression. Kael wasn't playing a game. He was a killer, and he was hunting me because I was the Alpha’s weakness, a weakness I had publicly confirmed with that impossible shot.

Damian said he wanted us to go on this trip now, that we were young and healthy, after listening to my former CEO talk about how he would love to go on a world tour after his wife recovers. His wife died a few weeks after the party. God bless her soul. Tomorrow is not certain, what we have is now. We should do all we can, in making it count. We bid our farewells to our friends and family before we took off. My mum and his mum would be taking care of Alex before we get back. "So Mrs. Anderson, now that we are alone, what do you need from me, name anything you need, and you will have it," Damian said seductively.

"Listen to me I won't let anyone take you away from your mother ok. Your mother will wake up soon and I'll take you to my house and I'll protect you there." "Like a superhero?" Dennis said, his face lighting up a bit. "Yes, just like a superhero," Damian smiled. "Who's your favorite superhero?" Damian asked, trying to lighten the atmosphere. "I like Spider-Man and hulk and flash and Batman...." Dennis paused, his face looked like he was thinking about more. "Oh….and Superman ," he yelled when he remembered. "Wow, that's a lot. So which superhero do you want me to be?" Damian asked with a smile.

, Damian looked at him for some time and stood up " if anything goes wrong i will cut your body into pieces limb by limb, do you understand" "yes alpha" Jake replied as Damian walked out of the office, Stephan dressed them on the other things and helped them double checked everything, he knew the full moon mating ceremony was not really a good day for him as that was the day his parents died, no body was on guard as every one was enjoying their mates, making a strong clan UN able to protect it Alpha and Luna. thus Damian has never participated in the mating ceremony. ......................

Damian hadn't been expecting this. He had underestimated us. "Keaton!" I cried over the fray. He turned his head toward me, nodding once before using his spear to block a wolf from lunging at him, smashing the creature down onto the sand with all of his strength. But my outburst had drawn the attention of someone else, Damian, who had been standing dumbfounded as he watched his warriors get completely overrun. He stalked toward me, pulling a knife from his pocket.