Damian Wayne X Jon Kent Novels & Stories

Julian's POV. “Okay, fine, I won't fight you for her but be honest brother, are you seriously dating Kira?” Damian mutters beside me, his tone laced with disbelief. He’s been seething quietly ever since I told him to back the fuck off if he won't claim Kira. I don’t look at him. “I’m very serious.” He scoffs. “But she’s an omega and a maid, father won't let you date her let alone—”

His fingers dug deeper into my waist as he pulled me closer into his chest. His eyes flickered to Henry, and the grin widened just a bit before he dropped the grenade on them, voice calm, like he was talking about the weather. “I’m Damian,” he said. “Cindy’s boyfriend.” What! Damian?! He let the silence stretch, letting it sink in. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you all.”

Damien’s POV The others exhaled together, snickers, laughter, approval laced with malice. “Goddamn,” Dev muttered with a grin. “That’s brutal.” Mateo shook his head, laughing under his breath. “You’re sick.” Jaxon, though, leaned back, grinning like a soldier ready to go to war. “And when you finally take her—what then?” I looked at him. There was no amusement in my eyes now. “I’ll break her so beautifully, she’ll forget her own fucking name. Then I’ll remind her.”

He looked like he’d rather be walking into a warzone than a domestic breakfast scene. “This is Jaxon,” Damian said. “He answers to me.” “Clearly,” Jaxon muttered under his breath. Aria tried not to laugh. Oh, she liked him already. Jaxon glanced at her, gave a curt nod, and looked back at Damian. “You want me following her around flower arrangements now? Really?” “She’s my wife,” Damian replied. “Which means she’s now a target.” "Target of what?" Aria asked. They both ignored the question.

Elena’s hand tightened around Ethan’s until he caught and returned the pressure. “W.K.?” Ethan’s whisper barely moved air. Jackson’s face was dragged into a lean seriousness. He shut his mouth for a moment and then said, carefully: “W.K. — William Kingstone. Damian’s father.” The name landed in the room like a dropped plate. Elena’s stomach dropped to somewhere felt as if it belonged to a different person. The old life, the accident, the nights of hospital fluorescence—everything moved in a loop, and now more than ever the loops overlapped.

Officer Damian tried to understand why they will wait for the kidnapper's request if we knew where they are located. "But sir, if we attack them right away, maybe they'll find another place to hide," Damian asked Kent about his decision. He took a deep breath. "Sir, we made a deal. I'll tell you but please don't judge us!", Kent said to make him calm and waste their instruction. " Tonight, I'll meet with her to have sex but only one night. If I reject her offer, she will hurt my son." Kent decided to tell Damian about it even it's kinda scandalous.

"Damien, what are you doing? we had a deal?" "Yes, we did, that was until Jackson died, now I will let you chose two but one have to die, I need you to understand that even though we had an alliance for a couple of days that I still mean war, I do agree with Jackson, the humans are weak, why should we be hiding from them, they should be hiding from us, they only cause destruction, its time they know who really have power here," Damien said as he walked and stood next to my family, how does he expect me to chose, I cant do that, my mate, my dad and my trusted friend, no I wont choice.

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.

“I think we need to toast to our new found friendship. Damian scoffed. “Defintely.” He walked over to the drink cabinet and pulled out a bottle of expensive champagne with two glasses and dropped them on the table. He opened the bottle and turned a quantity into the two glasses. He picked one while Jack picked from the other, drinking it's content in one gulp. “Nice champagne. You must have great taste.” he commended. “Greater than you can imagine.” Damian replied. Jack sat in the chair in silence, debating within himself before he finally spoke out. “What relationship do you hold with Karen smith?”

She did. Damien stared into space then sighed. “That’s nice. You have a friend to trust with such secrets. Soon I’d introduce you to my friend who I trust with my secrets too. He’s Ken.” “Pen?” Arya asked. Damien smiled. Was she paying back for messing up her friend’s name? “Actually, you can call him anything. At my house, we barely use our names. Like Connor, junior, Selena, princess and me, as Sir. Call Ken whatever you want as long as he accepts it. I’d really like you guys to get along.”