Damien Pip Novels & Stories

"What about Damien?" "You said he's a criminal. Is that true?" "True. Damien has a long criminal record. He's involved in arms trafficking, drugs, and possibly human trafficking. He can't be trusted." "But he's kind to me." "He's kind to you because he wants something from you." "What does he want?" "You." Davina was silent. "Don't be fooled by his friendly demeanor. Damien is cunning. He can pretend to be anyone to get what he wants." "I won't be fooled."

I wasn’t to gather any information, just pick up any red flags during my interview. Oh, what else? Right Damien is left-handed. He had a sweet tooth, he loved watching football. He even played in high school, until a knee injury. His knee pains when it’s raining or cold. Damien makes a mean sandwich but can’t cook to save his life. He loved eating Mia’s food the most. I’ve also learnt Mia isn’t the help, more like the protector of all the Priest secrets. Damien has degrees in business, finance, and sports administration. He’s lifelong goal is to buy a football team. He’s looking into Phili or the Chief’s.

“I’ll leave you to it.” As Chris walked out, Damien’s gaze lingered at the door for a long moment.. Then he reached for his phone. He tapped the screen and started a FaceTime call to Elena. It rang and rang, but there was no answer. … Damien stood at a construction site, briefly greeting the supervisor before walking down a row of half-finished walls. His sharp eyes scanned everything, but his mind was clearly elsewhere. After an hour of going through updates and checks, he stepped aside and pulled out his phone again.

Damien asks and I nod, smiling at him. “Great. Our reserved table is waiting for us.” *** Damien booked a table for us in a luxurious French restaurant in a very high-end environment. Damien is doing well for himself actually. He works in an oil company owned by his uncle and he’s a petroleum engineer. One thing I admire in Damien is that he’s very hardworking and when he commits his time to doing something productive, he doesn’t stop unless he gets a result. As we eat, we talk about common things, like ‘how was work, how was our day, and how we have been.’ All that little conversation.

Damien screamed, collapsing as the chains rattled. “DON’T say her name,” Alejandro said quietly terrifyingly calm. Damien’s voice was barely a whisper, but it carried more danger than any weapon in the room. Alejandro didn’t move. His silence was the real threat. Damien coughed again, blood dripping from his lips. “O-okay… okay…” Amelia stepped closer. “Who did you hire, Damien?” He looked at her with terrified, shaking eyes. “A man called Viper… one of Raven’s best shooters.”

“You knew what he planned to do?” “You can’t win, Adrian. You are a king, but you are not a warrior. You will lose. Between Caspian and Damien…I choose the lesser of two evils.” "I saw you shift," Pippa says to Damien. She already knows how he did it. She's just trying to buy time. "We forced your shift. You are Lycan." "It was just an illusion, you idiot. I thought you are clever," he looks at Joseph. "Didn't you tell me she's smart?"

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

He had seen the room the day before when he was searching for Ariel. Damien was slowly going crazy. He kicked the air when he got to the room and quickly locked himself inside the room alone. He wanted to be alone, with nothing disturbing him or even distracting him. He finally realized how many mistakes he had made in his life. He had been doing everything in a wrong way and now, nothing feels right at all. He sat at a corner of the empty room and he sobbed softly. His life is really not good and now the only good thing in his life is nowhere to be found. He didn't want to think about her right now but he needed her more than anything at the moment.

Don't judge, don't judge, you've got no right to judge " Something bothering you?" " Jesus Christ! What the hell?!" " Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I just saw you standing here alone and I thought I'd come say hi " He stretched out a hand to her " My name is Damien " " I don't really care. I don't know why you keep appearing out of God damn nowhere "

DARK - 14 MILLION VIEWS` Screen 2: `IP TRACE: FAILED` Screen 3: `VICTOR REED - LOCATION: UNKNOWN` Damian: "He's alive." Kira: "Proof?" Damian picked up his phone. New email. `Good morning, Mr. & Mrs. Cole. Loving the attention. Round 2 in 12 hours.` `-G` Ava closed the laptop. "He's playing games." Damian: "Then let's end the game." --- _DAY 793: 11:00 AM - THE TEAM_ Damian called 3 more people. 1. `ZAIN` - Ethical hacker. 19 years old. Hoodie.