Damien Haas X Reader 소설 & 이야기

And she's surprised when the lock suddenly opens in front of her. She saw an old book inside the vault. A dusty and black old book. Her curiosity becomes even stronger. She took the book and sit on the dusty chair. She opens the pages of the book and started to read its content. "Damien died because of her beloved woman who cheated him on their wedding day. Everyone thought that he really died but actually, he didn't die. He only falls into a deep sleep. And he will rise again once he can drink the blood of a young woman. A special person that has three different kinds of blood inside her body," she stops to read for a moment to catch her breath and then continue.

Damien chuckled darkly. "So, you are really Damien? And not just his wolf? Damien Hunter, who died in the sorrow of Carla. If Victoria is dead, and Jasmine is a replica of Victoria who had been living with Daniel. Does that mean the fate of Daniel is going to be repeated?" Theodore gasped at his suspicion.

This is good, why haven't I done this before? I close my eyes and bite my lip as I keep humping the pillow like a horny dog. My dick leaks some precum onto the fabric as I hear the front door open. I look up as Damian walks in with a small bag. "What a beautiful sight," he says as he looks across my body. My hips stop moving as I smile at him. "Did I say you could stop?" I continue thrusting my hips as he approaches me and runs his hand down my back and to my ass crack. He pauses for a second and moves back to look at me.

****NIGHT, THE KINGS' MANSION **** DAMIEN'S ROOM Damien was on the bed, reading a book, he seemed so interested in it. The bathroom door opened and Sylvia walked out of it in a white transparent nightie and Damien looked up from the book. His mouth opened on their own when he saw her and his d**k twitched, it was already hardening without any effort. "Like what you see?" Sylvia winked with a flirty smile. "I love what I'm seeing, I guess this the special dish you were talking about and I love it" Damien muttered, swallowing nothing. "Nothing is happening tonight, I'm tired" Sylvia scoffed and walked to the bed, she climbed on it and rested her head on Damien's chest.

“So Cris is like me.” “Yes,” Valekar said. “But you are the heir of Hell.” I exhaled smoke. “Then let’s deal with Stella and her pathetic Alpha.” A dark chuckle escaped me. “This will be interesting.” ⸻ Third Person POV Damien lay on the bed, Luxian curled against his chest like something precious, fragile. One arm was wrapped protectively around him. His phone rang. He groaned softly before answering. “What is it, Cris?” “I’m with Stella and Bianca.”

His voice was low, dark, causing warmth to pool at the bottom of my stomach. Why was I so turned on by the sight of this stranger? Why wasn’t I running away from someone that everyone considered dangerous? He continued. “They’re guarded. Full of hurt. I wanted to see the rest of you.” My mouth parted, but no sound came out. He took another step forward and I leaned further back into the wall. “I’ve heard about you.” My voice was shaky, barely above a whisper. “From Tyler Cross, I presume? Your… fiance?”

Twelve years old Damian was seated in his room reading some books, the books were about the history of werewolf and how to be a good alpha, anyone who saw him reading the book would wonder if a twelve year old is supposed to be reading this or having fun, that day was the full moon mating ceremony, he understood that his parents were mates and they needed to be together His friend Stephan walked into his room, Stephan was a blond boy with blue eyes, for a twelve year old he was very handsome, but he was not as handsome as the little devil like the pack usually call Damian reading his book quietly Stephan enters the room and removes the book from his hands "Come on Damian, everyone is having

Damien didn’t laugh this time but he just smiled. “Yes, his name is Xavier. I know you will not want to hear this, but we have been intimate… I’m sorry Damien, I didn’t know.” I said, as a stray tear fell from my cheek. Damien suddenly took me in his arms and held me.

Damien surprised me by saying, turning everyone’s attention to him. “Damien…” Xaden said, cocking his head to the side. “I wasn’t expecting you to be here. Should I be honored for the visit?” “I’m obviously not here for you,” Damien shot back. He then glanced at me and then back at Xaden. “But I’m glad you aren’t dead. I don’t think any amount of mates could make that okay for Anila.” I buried my face in Xaden’s chest, not wanting to think about something so horrific happening to him. He kissed the side of my temple and ran his fingers through my hair as if he couldn’t get enough of touching me. Warmth spread throughout my entire body from his touch.

🌼 CHAPTER TEN 🌼 Christiana slowly turned with her legs and hands trembling, only to see Damien standing before her, his brows pinched in anger. He had a towel wrapped around his thin waist and his hair was still drippy wet indicating he just got out of the shower. "What the fuck are you doing here? " He demanded. Christiana went stiff and the book she was holding fell off her hand. Damien saw the book and his face squeezed up in an ugly scowl.