Damien Markiplier Novels & Stories

His chest rose and fell in heavy, rigid movements, his fingers tightening around the edges of the phone until the glass casing cracked under his grip. "Damien..." Ariana whimpered, reaching out to touch his arm. "Please, don't—" "Mark!" Damien roared, his voice echoing off the high ceilings like a thunderclap, vibrating with an explosive, terrifying rage. The bedroom door flew open seconds later. Mark rushed inside, looking alarmed. "Yes, Mr. Monteverde?!" Damien turned around slowly, his gray eyes glowing with absolute, murderous intent as he held out the phone to his assistant.

My screams turned to sobs, my body trembling as I stumbled back toward the darkness of the palace. As the doors closed behind me, I caught one last glimpse of Damien standing alone on the platform, his face shadowed but his posture unyielding. For a moment, I wondered why he had intervened—why he had spared me that final, damning sight. But the answer didn’t matter. House Muller was gone. And I was truly, utterly alone.

“We need eyes in his alliances. The packs that owe him fealty. The ones that trade through his borders. I want every den, every crossing point, every hidden route marked. He can hide from me, but he can’t hide from what’s loyal to him. I’ll find her through them.” Damian hesitated. “And if you do? Have you thought of what you would do if she willingly went to him, Liam? I understand that you want to believe that she didn’t, but my question is, if she did. What are you going to do about it? Because it seems to me that you are not thinking clearly when it comes to that.”

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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.

Finds a woman who pretends to love him and all that he’s worth and then in a week or two he finds her with some other brother in the club. Not me though. I haven't been with a biker bunny or club whore for years. At 35, I'm tired of the same old shit. My names Damian by the way, but everyone around here just calls my Prez. Yea I'm the president of this MC. Were not a 1% club but we aren't afraid of anything that fucks with whats ours.

Damian was standing outside the operation theatre talking to his men about the attack when he saw jack he asked him about it. "Who was he...?" "He was an Assassin someone hired him to kill you, Ashton shot him on the arm but when we reached their I saw someone shot him on the head too, whoever wants to kill you realised that he fucked up and killed him before we catch him..." Jack replied back... Damian's frown deepened after listening his words, he has friendly alliances with other countries Mafias and currently he don't have any powerful rivals who would dare to mess with him then who tried to killed him, he was not able to understand.

“Forgive these harsh accommodations,” the man said, running his hand along the thick metal chain that held me to the wall. “We’d be more than happy to let you go,” he said, “if only you would answer a few questions.” I looked back, unsure what to say. “I will begin. My name is Kyle. I am Deputy Leader of the Blacktide Coven,” he paused. “Your turn.” “I don’t know what you want from me,” I answered.

Although I knew that Kade had murdered Dane’s mate, killing his own brother must have been an extremely difficult decision for him. “Mia, who are these people?” Kara asked. “And what do they want?” she added. “You know those people you talked about?” I replied. “Yeah.” “Meet Alpha Dane,” I said, pointing to the man standing bloodied over Kade. Her eyes widened as she observed his appearance. “That explains a lot,” she said while curiously eyeing him. “Hey,” Dane said casually to Kara before turning his gaze toward me. “We need to go. I need to return to the pack.”

After breakfast I change into my white transparent tiny bikini the bottoms are a thong my mother bought this for me when I was sixteen I have never worn it until today Mr Parker has a couple of his Friends over playing porker in the pool house which is facing the loungers in the pool I wear a bikini cover over it with flip flops walking next door. I already texted Kaylee, Carson and his friend will be there with one other friend of ours Julie. When I get there the guys are already here Carson is already in the Pool the friend who's name is Ryan is hot dark mocha skin ,inky black hair and dark eyes Maybe he will work well in my stage two plan to seduce Mr Parker.