Damian Wayne Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I said trying to be formal. Jake just raised an eyebrow while his eyes were still on Damian. "I see you have met my girlfriend," Damian said looking at Jake straight in the eyes. Jake just smirked as he tried to break his eyes from Damian. "Well if you don't mind we have somewhere to be," Damian said as he lifted me off the floor unannounced which made me gasp as he carried me to his car. I could feel Jake's piercing eyes on us. When we got to his car, he opened the passenger door and ensured I was seated inside before he went over to his driver's seat.

"You like Juliette, right?" He was on the point of dropping the glass of juice he had in his hand. "Mom! She's my best friend!" She started laughing. "Come on, Damian! Let's be honest. She’s pretty, so I can understand." Damian widened his eyes. He couldn't believe what his mom was telling him right now. "Mom, I swear she's just a friend. I never felt anything for her." His mom pretended to believe him. "I have to go! See you later!" He closed the door after him and spotted someone waiting for him with a large smile on his motorbike. His jaw was about to drop when he recognized him. "Peter?" His crush waved at him and patted the seat behind him.

My brothers suddenly sit up straight. “Fans flooded social media, shipping the pair under the trending couple name #Damena. However, according to a statement released by his agent, there is no romantic involvement between the Reaper rider and his best friend’s little sister — or any other woman for that matter. Damion Grimm is reportedly leaving his wild ways behind to focus on racing.” The reporter smiles, sharp and hungry. “But here at Channel 1, we always dig deeper.” The screen splits. On the left — me and Damion, standing on the beach. Very close to each other.

the man — Ronan — paused, his eyes flickering to me before he continued, "but still, it was my duty to invite you." "Of course I had to come here. I want to talk to you about something." Great. Just great. I knew it…this man came here for something else entirely, and on top of that he proudly admitted it. Then Damian pulled me closer and introduced me. "She is Lady Evelyn.., my girlfriend." My eyes widened and snapped toward him. I was shocked, he was introducing me as his girlfriend. I wanted to protest, but hearing those words, I felt electricity shoot through my body.

I rushed to answer it but paused when I saw the number calling was one I hadn’t saved. Who could it be? I thought, gulping down nothing as I swiped to answer. “Hello… who is this?” I asked carefully. “This is Damian.” The second I heard his voice, I startled so hard the phone nearly slipped from my grasp, but I forced myself to keep my composure. “G-good afternoon, Beta,” I stuttered. “How did you get my number?” “Aren’t you Kale’s girlfriend?” he asked, and the color instantly drained from my face. “I got it from him.”

"The thing where you look like you slept eleven hours and also like you didn't sleep at all. What happened." "Nothing happened." "Sienna." "Fine," Sienna said, setting her bag down at her desk with more care than the bag strictly required, buying herself a few seconds. "Damian kissed me. At the theater. Under the dome." Priya set down her own coffee with the exaggerated gravity of a woman who considered this development to be, at minimum, front page news. "I need details. I need context. I need to know how long you were planning on sitting on this before telling your best friend and business partner."

"But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed." Very quickly, I opened my eyes. Damon was making out with her. He was sleeping with my friend, Cassandra. "No, I can't believe this..." I whimpered, my eyes growing red instantly. The box of pizza slipped off my hands and the snacks littered the floor. I couldn't control it. "Damon, how dare you sleep with my friend?!" "Annie..." Damon said, surprised that I was present watching both of them fuck in bed. "Go deeper, Damon," Cassandra rasped, holding deep breaths to take the pleasure in as she enjoyed it the most. "What's that poor thing doing with you? Haven't you dumped her for the last two months?"

“I won’t ever hurt you, Aria. On my life, I swear to you.” Her lips trembled against his touch. “I know.” After a pause, she whispered, “If she isn’t carrying your child… then whose child is she carrying?” Damian’s jaw tightened. “I don’t care. But it probably belongs to Adrian Dela Cruz.” Aria frowned softly. “Who’s that?” “He’s the man she cheated on me with,” Damian said flatly. “Oh…” Aria murmured. Then her eyes hardened slightly. “Is she still downstairs? I want her gone.”

Damien hadn't been on screen in over six years, and somehow he still had teenage fans losing their minds over him. "Damien Morace." The bolder one stepped closer, grin widening as she confirmed it was really him. "We're such big fans," she squealed, her friend echoing it. "You must be his famous secret girlfriend. It's so nice to meet you both." She finally turned to me. "Nice to meet you too," I answered, since Damien wasn't offering anything. "Could we get a picture?" the shyer one asked, and just as I was about to agree, the other added, "Can we get one of you two kissing?"

“Damian Blackwood, announced his engagement last night to socialite Veronica Jones. The couple was spotted leaving Le Blanc...” Elara’s hands trembled as she reached for the remote, turning up the volume. There he was – Damian, her Damian – holding another woman. Looking at her with the same gentle expression he’d once reserved for her alone. “Sources close to the couple say they’ve been quietly dating for months,” the anchor continued. “The wedding is expected to be the social event of the season, joining two of the city’s most powerful families.” Months. They’d been together for months. While she’d been hiding, protecting their child, living in fear of Serena’s threats... he’d moved on. Fo