Damien Haas Age Novels & Stories

When she met him abroad, he was living on his own. His house was plainly like a bachelor’s crib. She had not seen his parents nor pictures of them in any corner of his house. “You said… both of your parents passed…” Arabella uttered in thin air trying to decipher what was Damien trying to do in her head. She was sure that Damien had told her before that his parents had passed away when he was just 14 years old due to a car crash accident.

"You can't compete with me, Amar. Damien loves me more and more." "Forever more, uhm?" "I love you both, mom. Equally", Damien shouted into the phone. "You see?" I tried to imagine the way he would be peeking at me. "He's still a kid. He doesn't know he loves me more. Besides, I'm sure he is saying this because you are near him." "Oh, Nina", my heart fluttered at that instant. When was the last time Amar called me by my name? "Damien is 21. He is no longer a kid. He had sex with a girl yesterday and she is already puking around."

Vanessa answered once again. Damien had been brooding in silence ever since I arrived. Thankfully, Killian did not pay any attention to it. Hearing her answer, excitement crossed Killian’s features. “Three years old? What a coincidence!” Killian suddenly turned elated. “My son has turned three years old too.” “Oh, is that so?” Damien, who had not said a word this whole time, finally spoke up. My eyes snapped to him when I heard his words. I was worried that he’d say more than he’s supposed to.

But I would never let her know that because then I would never hear the end of it. Damien is my most trusted friend. He was the first friend I made and he was human back then. We became friends when I was sent to school. My parents had me sent to a normal school. They didn’t want us to become snobs. Anyways, I was rather small for my age due to all the vampire slow aging. So, in essence when I was 6 years old, I looked more like a 4-year-old kid. Vampires aged slower than humans. We then stopped aging when we reached 25 years old. Well, not stopped, but slowed down greatly. So, from birth until I turn 25 years old, I look on average 2-3 years younger than a human my age. After, I turn 25 yea

The usual. "Is that true? I just want to be sure. Because the last time I invited you, you change your mind in instant! Don't wanna repeat that!" She said hugging me "Promise me! No Damien on that trip.. " Damien is John’s childhood best friend. His suitor for a year now and it makes her uncomfortable to be with him. He keeps bothering her and she can’t give him hope. Jamie already told him, to make sure he knows. Damien is an established man in his way. He manages a family business at the age of 16. The youngest entrepreneur in Beacon. Lucky a girl to be with him.

Damien is sitting in his room with a book open on his lap. He’s not reading it but rather gazing at a picture of two people in their teens, smiling for a selfie. The boy is Damien himself as a sixteen year old. The other one is a girl who’s slightly younger than him. She has curly dark hair and a sweet smile. Her black eyes are almost sparkling and the two teens seem to be very close. The picture was taken in a hospital and both of them were in their patient garbs.

Outside, a dog barks once in the village, very far away, and then goes quiet again. “She was my business partner’s sister,” Damien says finally. His voice has that dry, careful quality he uses when he is reading financial reports, but underneath it there is a slight roughness. “I was twenty-six. I thought I was very smart. I thought I knew how the world worked because I had made a great deal of money very quickly.” I stay still, listening to the vibration of his voice in his chest.

At some point it felt as though I’d ordered a catalogue just to see his screwed up face until I reached into the later part of the file. Now I was looking at his history. Damien .D. Born on the 19th of May, 1991 in North Carolina. No known siblings. Surprisingly he seemed to have gone to some of the best prestigious schools, but nothing here gave exactly what we were looking for. My phone began to ring again. Phil. “Hey, there’s nothing more than background stuff here. Sure you got the right intel?” “Yeah man, forgot to mention that we’d be visiting one of his schools. Apparently they should have more information on him.”

"He is only seventeen but looks Knox's age." Knox gaped as he stared at Willow. "Damien is how old?" "Dami is seventeen." Mathew laughed as he made his way to the kitchen. "It really is hard to believe. He will be here in a couple of hours after school." "What else do I not know?" Knox asked.

"You understand my situation and are very much aware of how dangerous it is for you to keep coming here." "You need not bother yourself about that. Besides, I look fine. Do I look like who's dying anytime soon?" Mark asked, assessing himself. He couldn't tell the same for Damien, though. With the appearance of a twenty-five-year-old, tall, domineering, he was, in fact, old. Damien was times six of the present age, he was assuming. Mark was right, Damien mused. He looked hale and hearty and wasn't even exhibiting any of the symptoms of the others.