Damien Monster Prom Novels & Stories

" He did say that but I don't know why I felt like he was craving my embrace. Perhaps it was the absurdity of the night, perhaps it was just a dream. I sat down beside him and shrugged. " I don't know but you make me feel comfortable. I don't know how I got here but I am glad I got to meet you again." I knew it wasn't the normal me talking. It was like I was drunk as well. He suddenly turned at me , his eyes staring into mine, his breath matching the rhythm of my inhales and exhales. And then he asked, " Do you believe in monsters? " " I don't know. " I gave him my honest answer.

Their eyes met, and finally the silence broke between them. "What is it you want to say?" Mark asked gently, his gaze sincere, making Julie swallow hard as she remembered her current situation—single, with her partner in prison. If Liam truly was the perpetrator, then there was no hope for her future with him. The look that Mark had, which was directed at Julie, immediately made the girl forget that she promised Liam to fix everything. "Elizah keeps screaming hysterically whenever she hears or mentions the word 'monsters.' I take it that 'monsters' is plural, meaning more than one person committed this crime against her," Julie said, her voice calmer than before.

I continued playing another video showing her coaxing and teaching Jasmine how to frame Cedric for sexual assault. There were tears in her eyes as she pulled Jasmine into her arms and said, "Jazzy, a very evil man just became your dad's boss at work, and he's planning to frame your dad for something bad. If the evil man succeeds, your dad will be arrested and thrown into jail. "You're the only one who can save your dad now. Go with your dad to the evil boss' birthday party tomorrow. Then, when the evil boss is drunk, take off your clothes and sit on him. Make sure you leave some saliva on him as evidence."

**************************** Damien asked me to sleep with Linda so that she would call him if someone attempted something. After tossing and turning in bed for about two hours, I leave Linda, who is fast asleep, and tiptoe to the swimming pool on the rooftop. I like to swim at night, but for some strange reason, my hands and legs are shaking as I make my way to the pool. The house also seems eerily quiet. I take off my clothes for skinny dipping because it's just me. The water feels more amazing until I feel something that touches my leg. I scream. "Hey," Damien whispers. "It's me. It's just me. You are safe." He pulls me towards him, making me wrap my hands around his neck.

Serena screamed and unleashed a powerful blast that staggered the monster long enough for Damien to drive his claws into its spine. Kael recovered and delivered the final blow — leaping onto the creature’s back and tearing its head off with raw, grief-fueled fury. The remaining infected on the roof were quickly dispatched. But the cost was high. Serena collapsed after the battle, nose bleeding, vision blurring. Kael caught her before she hit the ground. Damien helped lower her gently. “She’s drained,” Damien said, worry clear in his voice. “She needs rest.” Kael held her close, his large hand stroking her hair. “We hold the roof until dawn. Then we move toward the central gardens.”

My height towering over everyone in the room. His eyes twitched. Just a flicker in his throat, a breath caught. A reminder that no matter how old or clever he was, he still felt fear. Good. I stepped into the full light, letting him see me clearly. Letting him remember what I was. He stood up as well, Darian Morvain not one to be intimidated. We were almost nose to nose, though I still towered over him, Alpha to Vampire Lord. Predator to parasite. My blood burned hotter. My hands didn’t shake. He was the one here asking for something.

Busted. I stared at my phone, suddenly wondering if I had gone too far. He looked… annoyed. Just as I hesitated, a new message popped up from Liam. It was a sticker—a cartoon puppy in a yellow hat, eagerly nodding over a water bowl, and above its head were two bold words: "Mm-hmm!" I froze. A bold thought suddenly struck me— was Liam seriously searching for a cute sticker to send me just now? The very next message confirmed my suspicion.

By the time dinner ended, the female attendant had already helped me move my things to the room downstairs, and I thanked her politely. Deep into the night, a scream erupted, jolting me awake. Without thinking twice, I walked out of my room, seeing a half naked Kylie sitting on the ground in the compound. Not just me, but everyone else had come out of their rooms. Seeing us, Kylie's face flushed, and she immediately got up, her gaze moving to rest on the cold man who had not moved an inch from where he stood. But looking closely, another person had pushed Kylie, making her scream…it was none other than Kai, Rael's personal assistant.

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" I almost laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. I used to think Ophelia was just born rotten. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't any better. Like they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I shot Lauren a cold glance, then suddenly waved toward the distance, my voice bright. "Mom! You're here!" Lauren jerked her head up and followed my gaze. The operator who had controlled the memory extraction machine that day was striding straight toward us. I looked at the two of them, stunned speechless, and let out a quiet, mocking laugh. "Sorry. I already have a new family now. I have a new mom. If you keep bothering me, I'm calling the police."