Damien Lavey Monster Prom Novels & Stories

-Please, sir, I didn't know they would be there, the stranger pleads. Just as I expect Damon to say something, he shoots the man in the leg. A sound that seems to come from hell escapes his mouth in the form of a laugh. The stranger's groans barely audible, drowned out by Damon's hysterical laughter. I want to intervene, but I feel incapable of making a move. All the rumors were true; Damon Black is a monster, and I need to get away from him. -Miss, what are you doing here?

"I’m here to apologize. Properly this time. Megs, I’ve had a rough go of it, but I’m clean now. I’m back. I wanted to see my nephew." He looked past me toward the conservatory where Liam was peering through the glass. "That the little guy? He’s got the Trent eyes, doesn't he? Sharp." I felt a wave of nausea. Damien didn't care about Liam’s eyes. He was scanning the foyer, calculating the cost of the vases, the paintings, the very air we breathed. He was a shark who had smelled blood, or in this case, old money. "You have five minutes," Larry said, his gaze fixed on Damien with the intensity of a laser. "Then you are leaving. Whether you do so on your own feet or in the back of a police cruis

What did he want now? Did he know about Olivia and my plan? A sharp shiver ran through me at the thought. No, that’s impossible. He doesn’t know. At least, I hoped he didn’t. When we reached his office, the omega knocked softly."Come in." His deep, commanding voice sent a chill down my spine. As we stepped inside, I saw him sitting at his massive wooden desk, focused on paperwork. His jaw was clenched, sharp, and defined, his sleeves rolled up, revealing the strength in his forearms. His dark eyes flicked up for a brief second before returning to his papers. He looked… handsome. No. No, stop. I hated that thought. Because I knew the truth. Damien was a monster. A cruel, sadistic monster who

Because Damien was coming. She knew he was. Suddenly Victor’s phone rang. He answered calmly before smiling slowly. “Well,” he murmured. “The monster arrives.” Elena’s heart slammed violently against her ribs. Damien. Victor tucked the phone away and reached inside his coat. Then slowly— He pulled out a gun. Cold panic exploded inside Elena instantly. Victor walked toward her carefully. “Damien Blackwood spent years believing emotions made people weak.” He tilted his head slightly. “Tonight, he learns the price of love.”

I’d walked straight into his trap, playing my part without even knowing. “Why do you need me to intercept Leonidas’s pack, Father? What games are you playing now?” My words came out sharper than I intended. Darian laughed, the sound deep and mocking. “Oh, you silly girl. What did you think I sent you there for? To fall in love and make babies?” His smirk twisted into something cruel. “Please. No one will ever want that with you, not while you’re my daughter. Don’t you know vampires are seen as monsters? Who would want a monster as a wife… or a mother?”

Pain drained the color from his face as he hunched forward, his elbows digging into his knees just to keep himself from collapsing. His entire body trembled, disbelief etched into his expression. "Liam… used me?" "Who knows?" I shrugged, then, without hesitation, snapped the SIM card in half. I smashed the phone next, shattering the screen and the video along with it. "I guess I’ll have to ask him myself." A memory surfaced—me, pouting as I once asked Liam if I seemed like nothing more than a tool to him. He found a way to avenge me for that.

A, I gave the monster the ability to locate anywhere in MistWorld. I also added monsters like the last one I had created just in case the monsters arrived and I needed a chance to escape. This time, I gave them super strength, a little more height, and speed. The black mist appeared just as three scorpion-wolves stepped out of the forest, their eyes on me, and roared. Taking an involuntary step back, I summoned my earth powers. Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long.

And that was all I needed. Dante growled, almost taunting me. But he has no idea the damage I could do when I swung the hammer and hit him between his legs, and the howl to let out was enough to blow his lungs out. Even the guards flinched, and Lilliana’s knuckles went white. The fear in her eyes was so obvious and alive when Viktor turned to Dominic. “Are you ready?” he asked, and Dominic gave a slight nod. I fought the urge to take over because I was not sure if he had it in him to do whatever it takes to get the information out of her. But above all, he was a Romano.

The black SUV rolled slowly through the massive iron gates of the Voss mansion. The sun had already begun its descent, casting long shadows across the driveway. Monalisa’s stomach twisted with anxiety as the vehicle came to a stop in front of the grand entrance. Damien was waiting. He stood at the top of the marble steps like a dark storm given human form, tall, imposing, and radiating barely contained fury. His golden eyes burned as they locked onto the car. Marcus and two other wolves stood slightly behind him, tense and silent. Lucian killed the engine and turned to Monalisa.

She shook her head with disgusted expressions as tiny wholes and little bumps on berries made her feel nauseous. "What happened rose?..." Damian placed his hand on her shoulder making her open her eyes... "I have trypophobia..." She said looking at his deep blue orbs, Damian stared at her grey stormy eyes with blank face but actually got lost in some old memories... FLASHBACK... "Bella, see what I have got for you.." A 10 year old Damian came running towards isabella who was sitting on a bench in the garden... She smiled brightly when she saw him... "What is it dami?"