Damien Monster Prom Novels & Stories

“Thanks for being… one of the nice ones.” “Of course,” she said, giving me a small smile. “We’re not all monsters. Some of us are just trapped.” The door opened suddenly with a sharp creak, and we both snapped to attention. Damien stood there, dressed in black, his eyes locked on me. “Let’s go,” he said flatly. “We’re heading out.” “Where?” I asked, trying not to let my voice shake. He narrowed his eyes. “Just get up and come with me.”

My best friend said, flipping the pages of her book. I sigh, dropping my head on the top of the driver's side. We were on our way to the Prominent Dark City, a club for the elites. Anyone in that club probably owns more than ten hotels and restaurants around the world. My friend, Bianca is telling me about her book character, Damien Woes, who is a monster and a Plutonian with a huge coçk and a tongue so long, it would fill you up and give immeasurable pleasure. I glance at my driver, Mr Elvis, who has a Stern expression on his face as he takes glances at Bianca, who seems oblivious of this. I give him a small smile and nudge at Bianca.

“He’s a snake, just like all of my enemies.” Brenda stood up, her eyes blazing. “I can’t believe I ever fell for your promises. “You’re nothing but a monster.” Damien lunged at her, grabbing her by the throat. “Watch your mouth, woman,” he hissed. Brenda struggled, trying to free herself. “Let go of me, you bastard,” she spat. Damien laughed, tightening his grip. “You’re lucky I don’t kill you right now,” he said. Brenda gasped for breath, her eyes bulging. “Please…let go…” she managed to say.

said Damon looking straight in Cynthia's eye . "I am trying Damon but i can't , whenever I close my eyes i just see that scary creature ." said Cynthia .She was now about to cry , her eyes were watery . "Hey Hey Relax , no need to cry ." said Damon holding her hand and wiping her tears . "Whatver that thing is it won't hurt you ." Damon said. "How can you be so sure ." asked Cynthia . "You are innocent ." said Damon .Cynthia shook her head nervously . "And for more precautions , when you are on your secret missions or monster hunting , just take me with you ." Damon said .Cynthia smiled . Damon hugged her nervously , Cynthia turned pink .

The volcanic glass punched through the gap in the vertebrae. The beast shrieked—a sound like metal tearing. It bucked violently. Damian was thrown. He flew through the air, crashing into the ruins of the old Pack House fireplace. The beast collapsed. Its front legs gave way. It crashed into the dirt, sliding forward, its massive jaw stopping inches from Leo’s feet. The Architect fell off, rolling into the dust. Silence returned. "Damian!" I screamed, breaking formation. I ran to the ruins. He was lying in the rubble. He wasn't moving. I fell to my knees beside him. "Damian? Damian, look at me." His eyes were open. He blinked slowly. Blood was trickling from his ear. "Did I..." he wheezed. "D

This was different from the one that had imprisoned her, it was so scary and dangerous, with his eyes burning like the flames. "Are you scared of me now,but you weren't scared when you wanted to be my girlfriend or wife for that matter,’ came a dangerous voice. "Da.....Damien is that you?" Ella asked shivering from fright. "Right, you didn't recognize the monster before you! I’m disappointed in you Ella. I thought that one month was enough for you to know how I smelt and look like. It seems I didn't do a great job on you,’ Damien said as he revealed to her his elongated fangs closer to her face.

For the first time since the glow had burst from her, she didn’t feel entirely like a monster. But before she could say anything back, shouts from the courtyard echoed closer. Flashlights cut through the night, beams of light sweeping over the scorched grass. Campus security. Damien cursed under his breath. His time was up. “Stay inside,” he ordered, dragging himself toward the shadows. “Don’t let them see you like this.” Her breath caught. “Where are you going?” “To disappear,” he said grimly, his voice fading into the night. “Before they start asking questions no one can answer.”

She remained hidden in the shadows, leaning lightly against the wall, heart tightening in her chest. Back in the kitchen, Draco leaned closer to Damien, studying him with unabashed curiosity. Children had no concept of personal space or guarded distance; they simply existed as they were. “You look tired,” the boy observed. Damien huffed quietly. “That’s because I am.” “Did monsters keep you awake?” “Something like that.” Draco considered this with solemn gravity, then nodded as if he understood perfectly. He placed the plush wolf on the table between them like a protective offering.

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.”

The warlock shrieked behind him, and Damien was startled by how close the man had gotten to him, without him even knowing. “Ameris? The ancient witch?” Dan spoke up boldly, scoffing at the mere thought. “There is no Ameris here, now go away. And you,” he turned to Damien. “I can’t believe that you’re pussy enough to get help from a warlock. It means that you were too intimidated by us, huh?” He mocked, but Damien ignored him. He would be dead soon, so there was no point in bantering with a walking dead person. Instead, his eyes were trained on the woman cowering beside Dan in his presence. From the looks alone, Damien had deduced that she was Cassandra’s mother already.