Damian Wayne Killed Novels & Stories

I had to hold it with both hands to keep my hand steady. "I love Matteo. He is the only man for me, not you nor anyone else. I would rather kill myself right now than to ever go back with you." Damian's eyes darkened, his jaw clenched as he gritted his teeth. He suddenly chuckled lowly. "Well, that is just too bad. Remember Isla, you made your choice." He pulled out his gun, but I was quicker. I shot him. I lost count on how many times I shot Damian. He smirked one last time before tossing the lighter into the warehouse. I watched as the building caught ablaze.

Evelyn said, her eyes bloodshot. “He’s already paid for his crimes.” Damian responded softly. Evelyn’s eyes flickered and she swatted Damian’s hand away from her face thinking he was trying to protect the murderer. “If you won’t let me get the justice my parents deserve then be ready to never see me forever.” She hissed. Damian whose hand was hanging in the air brought it down and sighed. “You didn’t let me finish. I said he already paid for his crimes because he is dead. He was shot twenty-one times in his chest. That was a horrible way to die.”

Orion told her plainly that if she wanted to leave that house with her head still attached to her body she was going to say what she did. And that's when it happened, those missing pieces to the puzzle that none of us had, she finally filled it in.” I take a deep breath because this part of the story is still fresh and raw. “But wait a minute, it was Damian who killed Reagan, so Caroline isn't part of that right?” My brother asks me.

"He's going to fuck her every day and every night like the slut she is, and they're going to Australia to spend their lives together after they finish their studies." Damien scowled at him before seizing the hockey stick that was lying next him and hitting him on the back of the head. As he slowly stood up, he continued to attack him and shouted "I will kill you, Motherfucker!" Officers and Venezio arrived a few minutes later, but it was too late; the old bug was dead on the ground. Damien had him on his head, causing internal bleeding, and he died on the spot. Venezio was enraged when he saw Damien, and Damien's face twisted in distaste. Before Venezio was able to attack him, Damien took out t

Why was I in bed with Damian? And why was he trying to kill me?

Selene and Damian considered having a conversation at the park as few people were around. "How did you and my father meet?" Selene asked him. Damian sighed. “We work together at our old workplace in Cambridge. Before he left work he trusted me to leave his things in his drawer.” Damian replied somberly, "Since then, I haven't seen him; I just learned that he was killed, along with your mother. Selene paused, swallowing hard to control her tears, "Killed...so it's true that they were killed." Damian looked at her with a mixture of surprise. "Didn't Lyon tell you about it?"

Vincent asked the guards on duty to bring in Damian for interrogations Damian slammed his hands on the table. "You're making a mistake, Vincent. I have only served you with loyalty, why do I deserve this?" Vincent leaned back in his chair, watching him like he was acting out a scene in the movie "Am I?" He asked quietly and calmly "The man confessed," Damian snapped. "He said it wasn't me-" "And then he died." Vincent said after him. "How convenient." Damian's jaw clenched. "You still think I tried to kill Sarah?"

Damian could not have been happier at this point, and before he could respond, Lord Vedastus pulled the trigger. Bang! The bullet shot through the back of his head, through his skull, and into his head. His blood splashed everywhere. Damian's eyes were wide open, and his heart stopped beating in an instant. Death came to him quickly. Despite that, he still managed to hook the necklace for the woman he loved during his last moments, completing the sacred ceremony.

Kane kissed him softly on the lips and sat back down. “My final question. What do you think should be your punishment?” Cyrus asked as soon as Kane sat down. “My guilt is eating me alive. I should be killed.” Damian said. “No!” Kane shouted from his chair. “No you should not Damian.” Kane looked at me and Osiris, “don’t listen to him!” Osiris stood up, put his hands up to stop Kane from speaking. “It’s okay Kane. I just wanted to know what Damian thought. Killing him is off the table.”