Novel & Cerita Damian Wayne Killed

Kayden tried to save face once more. "What happened to Damian?" I asked. "To begin with, he's safe." "But that means you shot him." I say, realizing that Kayden must've been the one outside the car when Damian went to search for the source of the noise. "Yes. Though I never intended to hurt him. He was shouting about how I was the traitor, and I couldn't let you know that just yet. I tried to get the gun away from him when the gun went off. The bullet went into his abdomen. He fell instantly. I had brought a tranquilizer gun with me. I had intended to knock him out with that. However, after he had actually been shot, I knew my only option was to hit him with the tranquilizer. It was the only

He slammed Victor against the wall, twisting his arm behind his back. “Call your men off,” Damian demanded, his breath ragged. Victor’s smile was chilling. “You think this ends with me? You have no idea who you’re up against.” Damian’s gut twisted. There was someone else. Victor was just a pawn now. Before Damian could press him, Victor’s eyes rolled back. His body went limp. Poison. “Damn it!” Damian cursed, lowering Victor’s body to the ground. He was dead. Mia’s voice crackled in his ear. “Damian, you need to get up here. Now.”

“Say, do you have a powerful smite spell as a priest or something poisonous that I can drink? I don’t feel like walking. Waking up in the church is quicker.” Surprised that Damian asked to be killed as a shortcut, Zen wondered if friendly fire was allowed. He did not have such spells or poisonous substances in his inventory. However, he had weapons on him that might do the trick. “If it works, it might hurt a lot,” Zen warned. “Close your eyes. I don’t feel good attacking another person, especially someone on my team.” Laughing, Damian beckoned for Zen to stab him in the jugular correctly. One good stab would send him right back to where he wanted to be.

his body was not found along with his assistant" "Clinton?", I asked and she nodded, "Only the car was badly damaged. Without a dead body for proof, we can't prove he is dead", she explained. " Then, why was he pronounced dead?*, I asked again and she shrugged. "Looking at the extent of damages on the car, it is safe to say that no one could escape death in the accident and we have proof that Damian and his assistant were in the car as we found their DNA in the car. But Damian is not a nobody. With my recent investigation on the man, I don't think he is an easy person to kill and you lived with him for a while, do you think it would be that easy to kill Damian, the hybrid?", she asked but I

Damian Vale died quietly. Not in the way men usually did—no gunshot, no obituary, no dramatic fall from a building with a crowd to witness it. He died in databases. In access logs. In banking systems that suddenly showed **zero**. In facial-recognition grids that could no longer agree on who he was. By sunrise, Damian Vale officially did not exist. And that was exactly how war began. Elijah watched the final protocol execute, the last of Damian’s digital fingerprints evaporating into clean silence.

“Where is Adrian?!” My lips trembled. “Damian,” I whispered, barely able to hold myself together. My knees weakened, almost giving out under me as I struggled to steady myself. No. It couldn’t be him. Damian was dead. He was gone. I got the call years ago. I watched the news report about his plane crash. They said his body was never found but that the wreckage was beyond recognition. I had mourned him. I had buried him in my heart. So, how was he standing here, alive?

“I only liked you because of your money and power. But you’ve caused my brother’s death. You have nothing now, so you might as well die! “Oh, and the baby isn’t yours either. I’ve never loved you, but you betrayed the woman who loves you so much because of me. Don’t you find it hilarious?” Damiano slumped to the floor as tears fell from his eyes. In the past, it pained me a lot to see him cry. But this time, I was calm as I watched him. Damiano no longer meant anything to me. Meanwhile, Wendy started laughing hysterically. “I’ve killed him. Let me out.” The door opened, and Wendy immediately ran out. However, the guard outside the door shot her dead in the next second. “I let you out alive,

Damian Today I’m going to the shop. It’s been about a week since my uncle Skull left and everything has been calm. I’m keeping my guard up but I’m glad there hasn’t been any retaliation for me kicking him out. As I walk in the custom bike shop, one of the many businesses the club owns, I notice two of the mechanics arguing and it’s getting louder. One of them a prospect named Koda is going toe to toe with my seargant at arms Ax.

His eyes scanned through the screen for about two minutes. Damien patted my head as I hugged and leaned on his groin. "She took her own life babe. You don't need to beat yourself up about it” Damien comforted me. He scrolled out of the news feed before returning the laptop to me. " You don't need to think about it ok? “ He kissed my cheeks. He was about leaving when I stopped him again. " Damien, how is Yu? “ I asked, softly. Damien sighed and turned to me,"He is still at the hospital and he is getting better. We will be having him soon” he responded.

He was really the root of all the problems. Damien’s phone rang and he picked it up immediately. “Yes? Did you find her?” he stood up. Anna and Arya looked up at him. Was it Jenna? They noticed Damien’s facial expression change. “I don’t think she did it but you can add it to her crimes if you want.” The two sisters turned to each other. What else did Jenna do? Damien turned to the two when he hung up. “Your father might not have been involved in the explosion. He was held hostage and later killed by Debby and Chen.”