Damien Lavey Monster Prom Novels & Stories

However, Mom and Justin certainly couldn't have been a match against two strong adults driven by panic and anger. "Don't blame yourself anymore, Mom. I'm sure that Justin wouldn't want to see you upset like this either." We stayed in the graveyard for a few hours before turning to leave. I'd only just left when I received a call from Cedric. "Congratulations on your promotion and for finally avenging your son," he said. "Also, apparently, those two scumbags have just been executed today. I also heard that they had been treated very 'nicely' by the other inmates at the prison.

The Vampire responsible for this is at large and I would like to ask the offices to capture Damien Wright, the monster who had my sister locked up, slowly sucking the life out of her," Alma said beforehurrying off back inside. Her statement had caused a stir online, everyone had almost been unable to accept that the handsome billionaire was actually a monster feeding on human blood, but the video that had been shared by Sera which had had a billion views was all clear to support whatever Alma talked about. In the dead of the night Damien panted heavily as he stopped at the gate to one of his apartments closeby. He had been able to evade the police and it was only a matter of time till they c

Mason staggered forward, blood smearing his shirt, his face pale. "You’re making a mistake," he rasped. "He’s not on our side." Evelyn didn’t look at him. She couldn’t—not when the guilt of Emily’s body still lay between them. "I know," she said. "I know exactly what he is." Her eyes locked with Damian’s again. A monster. And now, for the first time in her life, Evelyn was about to fight monsters—by becoming one. Damian stepped closer, his voice dropping low enough that only she could hear.

"If the Hollow Men are coming... the wolves are going to need every tooth they have. He looked at Leo. "You said you didn't know how to lead," Damian said. Leo nodded. "Well," Damian said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Lesson one: When the monsters come, you don't hide. You hunt." Leo looked at the screen. His eyes flared with that terrifying, beautiful blue light. "Okay," Leo said. "Let's hunt.

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"You never told me you were in town. I thought you were still abroad for that merger." Merger? Abroad? What exactly does this man do? Kaziel smirks lightly. "Plans changed." The man laughs. "They always do with you." Then he finally notices me. "Oh," he says, his eyebrows rising as understanding dawns. "So this is the reason." I smile politely, giving him a small nod. "Hi." "Pleasure," he says warmly. "I'm Damien, one of this menace's business partners." "Ignore him," Kaziel mutters.

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

"Tommy, where are you?" Now he was too panicked to think of Tommy. The dark wilderness had become his foe, its roots and branches reaching out to trap him, trying to hold him in place until the monsters lurking could attack. Damian roared, “No!” in anguish and his scream echoed against the hillside. But as the echoes faded away, Damian heard another noise. Not a buzzing storm this time, it was a monstrous noise, a familiar thumping. He’d heard it many times before, on his dozen adventures. Something was approaching. Gigantic and beastly. After a few seconds, Damian saw a werewolf on the cliff, about half a mile ahead. And it roared so loud that its echo was painful to his ears. Tommy! It's T

Chapter Four Hundred And Eighty-Nine “Damien is amnesiac!” Director Evans eyes widened in surprise as those words hit him straight. “Are you saying…” he started but then stopped as realization hit him, “Ah! No wonder he was like that in the board room and that's why he could not recognize Zaire Ludovic!” Lana’s expression was stoic, “Damien Romero is not my enemy. Zaire Ludovic is!” “Yes!” Director Evans said excitedly, “Yes, Miss Lana, I understand that completely.”

He shakes his head again. "Now I allow my voice to change, to deepen, to resonate with the fullness of my incredibly long life. The effect on him is pronounced; he shakes visibly, as if he is suddenly aware that he is sitting next to a monster. But I am not just any monster. I am a vampire, and in many ways, for his sake, that may be the worst monster of all.