Damiano David Age Novels & Stories

"You're right. It seems like you've got a good grasp on all the points in the agreement." Miya was already sitting back down, trying to make herself comfortable. Miya felt a bit uneasy being under Damian's watchful gaze. "Unfortunately, I can't get you pregnant right now." Damian supported part of his face with his left hand. From what we've heard, this 22-year-old girl is pretty good at turning people's words around, mainly from what Victor has told us. She was a bit blunt and didn't like to back down. As anyone who's been following the news knows, there was a big shocker a few days ago. "We have plenty of time to get it done. I've got a bit of free time this month. Just prepare yourself be

The Wrong that felt Right. Damian's POV My name is Damian Vale. I'm twenty-five years old and the only son of industrialist Maxwell Vale. I'm the heir to a huge fortune that can buy politicians and banks. When people hear my name, they think of power, beauty, and honor. But they failed to see the cage.

Brittany frowned at Dom. “Me and Dom, verse Damian and Brittany?” “Perfect!” Brittany smiled. “Dom can guard Damian and I can guard you!” that way it kept me from touching Damian. Damian slid into the water and made his way to the other side to start the game. “Sounds good. Ready ol’ man?” “Old man? I am only two years older than you!” Dom stood at his full height as he approached Damian.

It's just a little tender. The month living with Damian has been amazing. It was Damian's birthday which means he's now 43 and still as sexy as ever. I was still in pain which meant we stayed in the house but his friends came to see him and gave him presents. I bought him a new phone after I saw the old device he was using. He told me it was too much but he was very grateful. I like spoiling him, I have more than enough money to do it so why not? "What are you doing? You'll hurt yourself!" Damian shouts when he comes into the living room to see me working out. I laugh as I do another sit up.

it heals. “E-Erickson...I-I killed him. So that I can have an alibi with you. Forgive me Amber.” I know, I saw...in his memory when I tasted his blood. "And Damien...he's still 12 years old, people's age when he wakes up. His aging did not stop but the aging of his body remained young for several hundred years. And when he woke up, that's when his body started to age and it stopped for now. He is only five years older than us Amber.”

But it hurt more than I wanted to admit. Damien was 26, six years older than me, and unfairly attractive. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features and those piercing grey eyes that always made me feel exposed. He barely spoke to me. When he did, his voice was always cold and whatever he wanted to say so ridiculously short it felt like he was avoiding me like the plague. I tried to stay out of his way.

Eve stirred slightly but didn't wake, just burrowed deeper into Damon's warmth with a soft sound that made Damian's chest tighten. He pulled on pants and a shirt and slipped out of the bedroom, his bare feet silent on the hardwood floors as he made his way through the quiet estate. The office was dark when he entered, but Damian didn't bother with lights. Just moved to the window and looked out over the grounds as the sky began to lighten from black to deep blue to pale grey. Twenty-six years old when his parents died. Twenty-six years old when he became Alpha. Twenty-six years old when the weight of the Blackwood legacy landed on his shoulders and he'd had to decide who he was going to be.

he said, and soon enough, his hands were on her cheeks already, while he gave her a light peg before he continued. “It all started since I was young.” “Wait,” Lila also interrupted his narration as he did to her earlier. “I also need you to promise me one thing: that you'll continue to love me, as I'll also tell you some important things you ought to know about me.” “Sure, I don't think there's anything that can stop me from loving you,” he promised. “Alright, so it all started when I was fifteen." Damian began. While growing up, he was diagnosed with a heart problem at the tender age of four. He was from an average family of five.

“ Damian , you better tell me . I don’t like putting people to report me on everything that you do so be a good boy and tell me the whole story . “ said madam Diana . “ If I tell you , you are sure to nag me for a very very very long time . “ said Damian . “ I promise I won’t nag you . I just want to know . If it’s something concerning your health , you better go and get checked . I am serious . “ said madam Diana . “ Are you sure ? “ asked Damian with a disbelieving expression . “ I promised you , didn’t I ?…….I know that you are very special with your composure and body structure so you should be extra careful . “ said madam Diana . “ I am fine mother . There’s nothing wrong with me . It’s

Caleb furrowed his brows. "Is that a couple tee?" "Yeah." "With Jason?" Mitch smirked as he Diana made kissy faces. "How old are you guys?" Tess asked them. "How old are you?" Eva smiled. "I'm thirty one." "I'm twenty eight," Caleb pumped. "We're all twenty six," David spoke for everyone. "I'm twenty five," Diana admitted shyly. "But, you have the brain of a forty year old," Tess praised her. "Hello? You have to tell me now!"