Damien Knight Novels & Stories

He ended the call without a word, tossing the phone onto the table with the same careless authority he treated the entire world with. Damien Knight was a man who had everything. Power. Wealth. Control. After rounding up with the necessary documents. he sets out for the dinner meeting, looking handsome...

"You too." That is what he did. This is always so infuriating about Damian Knight. After working 14-hour days, he sometimes looked like he had just come out of the locker room. He wears a suit, no tie today, and the top button of his shirt is undone. It is so simple that it took years to create. "There are some people I would like you to meet," he said, already looking over my shoulder and looking around the room. "Edward Hart is with his daughter, who just joined the company and is the vice president of international acquisitions. I said to him, you...

“Wow. Then I must have seen someone who looks like you.” “Possibly.” He shrugged and wished her a good afternoon and left. Selena turned back to her desk. His surname was Myers, the name she had carried before becoming a Knight. He had explained how he found her business and said they had never met. He was just an ordinary man, why had she questioned him in the first place. She fell her head to the desk. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” She pointed to her body. “You said no more relationships, only businesses and them. And he is literally like my father's age.” She reminded herself as she got back to work, she had a partnership to manage and an auction house to prepare.

I replied unsure of how he knew it was my birthday. Just then one of the doors opened and Damian came in holding a beautiful birthday cake. I couldn't tell which was more beautiful him or the cake. he was wearing a blue jeans and an unbuttoned short sleeve white shirt. clearing revealing his broad chest and abs. seeing him standing made me have a flash back of all the times we have cuddled. He looked like he has just been dipped into a hot sauce. how I want long kiss those thick full lips and be wrapped up in his strong steady hands.

Damian stands before them with anger and frustration in every inch of his body. He glares between everyone, unwilling to consider with their happy reunion and give way to the end of this battle. He made his mate a promise. And until he sees it for himself, he will not believe in any word they say. Assuring himself that the promise he made Emma has to stand. He will end Selene's life. Over and over again. Until he takes his last breath. Through the notion of Blake running to Selene, he dropped Selene's katana on the floor.

They snuggled down into the cushions and curled up together. She found a TV station that had some inane action movie with the perpetual surfer dude Keanu Reeves in it. She didn't think he was bad looking, but the minute he opened his mouth, he sounded like a pothead and a moron. Damien was completely fascinated and repulsed by the whole thing. Every time some fantastic explosion or stunt would happen he would look up at her. "It's all Hollywood make believe, dear. It's not real."

“But sir, do you think you and Arya can be… married couples? She still doesn’t know who you are.” Sir Damien stopped in front of the door, his hands already on the door knob. “But I know who she is. My first love. Stop the questions. She’s not home now. Go yourself, get your young master a wife.” As he walked out, his driver, standing outside the Lamborghini pushed the honk button then bowed. “Sir Damien, where do you want to be?” “At Northern Eclipse university.” He sighed, getting in. He saw the Butler leave the room and wave, as his Lamborghini dashed out of the compound.

“Don’t you ever come in front of me or I won’t be responsible for my action.” “Here” *throws a white paper on his face* “take my resignation letter. I would pay you the money for infringing the contract but I won’t work for a bastard!!” “You should be ashamed of yourself, Damien Knight.” “You are a blot in the name of a man”. “URGG!!!” Damien growled thunderously which even shocked Zion. But his eyes turned to the size of saucers when Damien started punching the dead log with all his force, reducing it into woodchips.

But the Knight is too strong and is nearly crushing Sloan’s fingers… Suddenly, Damien is kicked to the side. Sloan topples backwards as Lavi steps in to fight the Knight. “Leave!” Lavi snarls at Damien. “Leave and I will spare you!” “Never!” Damien roars and attacks Lavi but he dodges it. Lavi grabs Damien’s arm and flips him over, slamming him on the ground so hard that several of Damien’s ribs break. Damien groans in pain, his body weakened by the potion he drinks everyday.

sexy as hell. What's wrong with me though? Why am I thinking about this too much? It's not like I'm going to end up with either of them anyway. Stupid, little me. “Oh, would you look at the time?” Damien says, checking his watch. “Let's get you home before your husband comes and puts a bullet to my head.” I chuckle. “What's the deal between you two anyway? Why does he hate you so much?” “He's Liam Everhart. He hates everything that gets in his way.”