Damian Wayne Birthday Novels & Stories

"Yeah, I am. Damien assured me that the movie crap isn't him and he doesn't run around killing people. So, yeah, I'm okay with it. I may have to take a vacation after this, but I'm okay with it." He was getting more comfortable around the two and he relaxed more into the chair. He finished his coffee before it got cold. He was sitting there thinking about his conversation with Damien and that he spoke Latin. Roman Latin to be specific, according to Damien himself. Did that make him a priest before he was changed? Latin? Why was that sticking in his head? OH YEAH! Now I remember! My brother had a t-shirt and the school suspended him for it. Mom and Dad would never tell me what it said. What w

She murmured, Damian nodded his head, “What about Karla?” “My mother took her out earlier. I should have informed you about the changes.” Damian knew he hadn't informed her about the changes because he wanted her to come but he wasn't going to say that to her. “You probably forgot about it,” Kylie said, “What about tomorrow? Would Kiara be seeing you tomorrow?” Damian asked, but Kylie shook her head. She wasn't going to make it tomorrow because it was Sienna's birthday. Although she didn't know if going to her daughter's birthday party was right or not, she missed her daughter so much.

Damian shoved him away and threw himself onto the sofa with a huff, glaring out the window as if he could scare the clouds into parting. "This is her mother's birthday," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "You know how important today is." Brown sighed, long used to his master's outbursts. These days, love made Damian unpredictable-but also more human. "I'm sorry. It's not just us. Every flight is grounded." Damian didn't hear a word. Two waiters wheeled in an extravagant meal, but he didn't even glance at it. His mind was stuck on one image: Livia-alone in that ballroom, surrounded by wolves.

“Let me guess. You’re here to apologize for telling me—again—that Ryan owns Aurora.” His mouth twitched. Not quite a smile. “I deserved that.” I folded my arms. “You already apologized. Several times. At this point, it’s less effective.” “I’m not here about Aurora,” he said. That stopped me. Damien took a breath, glancing around my office, not possessively or critically, but with something like restraint. “I wanted to invite you to Bonnie’s birthday.” The words landed softly, but they stunned me all the same. I stared at him. “Bonnie’s… birthday?”

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.

*Ember, Three Months Later* It's been almost 4 months since Damian and I started dating and 3 months since our talk. Our relationship has grown tremendously and I even celebrated my 22nd birthday with him. Fall has officially arrived. Damian and I went into the village today for a date. It was only his second or third time coming here. Lots of the guys were checking me out but as soon as they saw Damian, they looked away. We went to some of my favorite shops and even went to meet an old friend of my father's who approved of Damian.

"So today, I have invited you all to let you know that your Alpha king, Damien hunter, is finally 21 years old. Yesterday was his birthday ceremony in the riverside hotel, and it was celebrated grandly with Alpha and mates from all over the world. I know that you love your king very much and wanted to celebrate his birthday, and thus, for that reason, we have organized a small party for him. All those who have prepared a gift for him, you can give them to him at that party.

She remarked, "You're here for Catherine’s birthday,right?" “I'm not here for her birthday. Who does she think she is? I thought you were...Never mind. Forget it." Damian abruptly paused and took out a jewelry box. "Here, your birthday gift." “Oh. Thank Steve for me."Renee assumed the gift was from Steve. “Why would you thank him? It's from me...Anyway. Just go,"Damian mumbled. With impatience etched on his face, he downed a glass of whisky and muttered something.

Damian scoffed as he turned to look at us. "We're not going" Damian stated firmly. I ignored Damian and turned to Caleb. "So what where your plans exactly" Caleb smiled brightly. "Well normally every year for his birthday, we usually go to a festival which normally takes place on his birthday. But now since where here, I think we should go to a human club yunno have a few drinks have a good time and all" I smiled at this drunk Damian a great sight to see. "We'll it's his birthday if he doesn't want to go we can't force him" I sighed walking back into my room.

Damien asked glancing at his wrist watch before turning to his uncle again. "Yes I almost forgot. In two days you will officially be 27 years and I plan to celebrate grandly and also reveal to the world about your marriage and your new wife as well." Cian spoke and his tone obviously held happiness and excitement. Damien hoffed. "Really uncle. Am not a child that needs a big celebration to celebrate my birthday. Am turning 27 in two days, big deal. It's nothing special." Damien said not the least bit interested. Cian shooked his head. "No Damien. It is indeed a special day and I want to celebrate my accomplishments as well and it's all because of you. You know you are like a son to me." He r