Damien Monster Prom Novels & Stories

" 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."

“Good girl. Relax your throat. This is what you were made for. Between sessions, her mind wandered again. The bodies are piling up. Marcus bleeding out while Daddy knotted me… that messenger torn apart. Am I becoming a monster too for enjoying it? Yet every time he touches me, I forget everything else. As evening fell, security alerted Damien to another intruder a Silver-fang scout hiding in the forest perimeter with recording equipment, clearly trying to capture evidence of Monalisa corruption for blackmail. Damien’s eyes darkened. Watch, princess. This is what happens to those who threaten what’s mine. He made her sit in a chair in the basement viewing room, legs spread wide, fingers slowl

But she was on fire that she regretted sitting up. “So what is the proposal?” she asks. “We get into an agreement, that I fulfill my desires with you. Of course to agree to what I will suggest. And if you don’t we can go our separate ways. What are not some sex buddies, this is an exclusive agreement. And whatever we agree on, you don’t get to hold me off on.” Damon tells her. “Of course, there will always be that exception on that there’s a safe word, and that’s how I stop, not by screams or cries,” he adds.

“ Mom , how was I supposed to know that he was your best friend’s son ? “ said Damian . “ I have told you many times that madam Laura Landar is my bets friend . Just from the surname Landar you should have understood it on your own . You are so smart so I thought this much would make sense to you but it looks like I truly underestimated your ability to ignore your mother’s words . “ said madam Diana annoyed . “ What happened , happened mom ! “ said Damian . “ Tell me , how far have the two of you gone ? “ asked madam Diana . “ We have already slept together a couple of times . “ said Damian . The look on madam Diana’s face made Damian feel the chills for the first time in a while in his life

But there was nothing warm about it. Nothing human. ⸻ “Good,” he said softly. And Sienna felt fear curl up her spine. Because she knew that smile. Not from him. From herself. From the version of her that survived monsters. The version she buried. The version that knew what happened next. ⸻ Interrogation. Truth. Blood. ⸻ Damien turned to her. And for a second… Just a second… The monster disappeared. “I need you somewhere safe,” he said quietly.

Without knowing, Miriam was in danger. Well, at least that's what the figure thought. Up ahead, there was a huge dark cabin. It wasn't that large but enough to hold five people on a camping day. As soon as she stepped on the steps, Damian changed into a huge black 2 head mobster that jumped on her body. Miriam expecting the change of event jumped from the step and rolled down on the verandah floor, standing her feet again in a fight stance. The monster looked confused at the change of events.

I assumed he wouldn't feel terribly hurt the way he did years ago but on getting home he looked like he went into a haunted house. “Damian” I called out as I rushed behind him, I saw him leave and afterwards mum left through the same direction. It was my room when I was still little. Damian and mum wanted to peek into my childhood, as I strolled down I heard a conversation and when I peeked I got so scared. I had never seen Damian look that way, he looked horrified like he had seen a monster, they were tears in his eyes as mom made strange advances towards him. I wanted to barge in to save him but my feet refused to move. All of a sudden I saw Ella approaching through the other axis and I ru

Max looked behind his father and saw the monster was sleeping! How did he manage to put it to sleep?? “The monster was never awake. It was just an illusion created by Damien to punish you. If you touch it, it will disappear”. His father explain! “ Thank you, father “. I got up and bowed. “ Let's leave before the real monster actually wakes up”. He chuckled. ******************* Damien walked into the special room as he requested for crystal again. He waited patiently as he sips his cocktail. In a blink of an eye, Crystal walked in, clad in a sinful dress.

"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

"Watch your back, Ms. Sterling. And watch his. Richard doesn't just destroy businesses. He destroys people. Completely." The line goes dead. I sit there holding my phone, heart hammering. Richard Cross. The real monster in this story. The puppet master who forced Damien to choose between love and his mother's life. And now he's coming for us both. I call Damien at 3:47 AM. He answers on the first ring. "Aria? What's wrong?" "We need to meet. Now." "It's almost 4 AM—" "I don't care. This can't wait." I'm already getting dressed. "Meet me at your office. Thirty minutes."