Damien South Park Novels & Stories

Damien blabbed. "As much as it's hard to remember that you're still a child, I don't mean it the way you think. What I mean is that you can act like you really adore her and look up to her like you act around Helia. I know how you can get the key from her this way." Damien frowned. "Great!" Damien said sarcastically. "Once again, I'm the one who has to do the work." ******************** Danica groaned as Damien barged into her room. Danica looked from her phone to the 4ft10 (1.47 m) boy standing at her door with a plate of brown soup in his hands.

Sienna grew even more curious, staring closely at Damian. Damian stayed quiet. Sienna noticed the awkward look on Damian's face; his cheeks were even turning slightly red, as if he were holding back embarrassment. Seeing such an unusual reaction from a man who had always presented himself with complete confidence, Sienna's curiosity only grew stronger. "Come on, just say it," Sienna pressed, unwilling to give up so easily. "As long as it isn't something shameful, there's no harm in saying it out loud." Damian let out a long sigh, completely cornered by her persistence. Finally, with a hint of hesitation, he answered, "An amusement park."

"And cringe. So cringe I wanna crawl into my skin. Never use that line on any other girl. She will die of second hand embarrassment." Damien chuckles, taking a sip. It's a cold night but his little laughs warm my heart. When I met him, he was such a stern serious man who thought Truth or Dare was childish. It's nice to see him let loose and joke around with me. He clears his throat, a serious look on his face now. It's creepy how fast he can make that switch. "Tell me about that ten thousand dollars."

The next morning, in his secluded top-floor office, Damien was busily poring over columns of numbers, contracts, and affiliations all tied to Nate’s business partners. “Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.” Damien lived by that mantra. If mind-reading were a skill, he would be first in line to master it, although he was already terrifyingly close to that. Then, something made him stop halfway suddenly. An uninvited memory but not irrelevant. The Carter family.

“Be quick we are leaving in some minutes.” Damien sighed. “I don’t think I can meet up, maybe I will meet you there.” Hugh nodded. “Cool, and bring your little pet if you want.” His eyes landed on me. It was full of disdain once again . What did I do to this dude? After Hugh left, Damien headed to the bathroom. When he emerged, water dripped from his hair and trailed down his toned body. He pulled on a shirt, but not before I caught myself staring. I quickly looked away, reminding myself who he was—a killer.

“I heard he’s hiding something. That’s why he doesn’t shift in front of us. Probably ashamed of something I heard.” Someone else snorted. “More like he’s got a small dick. That’s what I heard.” Laughter erupted. I froze. Damien covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to laugh. “Don’t you dare,” I hissed. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, clearly not sorry. “That one caught me off guard.” “They’re talking about me,” I growled. “That’s not funny.” “It kind of is.” “I will hurt you.” He raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Jokes aside... they’re obviously not fans.”

It was him – standing over me with a satisfied smirk, as if ruining my day was his birthright. Damian Hayes. Quarterback of Ridgewood High. Rich, hot, and cruel as hell. “Oops,” he drawled, tilting his head mockingly. His sharp jawline looked sculpted from stone, his messy brown hair falling perfectly over his dark green eyes. “Looks like someone’s too clumsy to even hold a tray.” I swallowed down the lump in my throat. “Fuck you, Damian.” His smile widened into a wicked grin. He leaned down, so close his breath tickled my ear. “You wish, princess.”

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 "

Felix's expression turned cold, and he spoke with anger, "I'll go, who is the idiot spreading these rumors? Damien is unbeatable in the universe, cool and handsome!" "Damien? Who is he?" "It must be the boss!" "The poor and the detestable are counting their chickens before they hatch, disaster will strike them tomorrow!" ... Felix didn't have time to deal with the I*******m Live, so he signed out and went to check the trending topics on blogs.

His detective eyes scanned me up and down. "I'm Damian, a friend to your mum," I said with a smile. "I knew you had a boyfriend mum, that was why you came late to pick me up from school today," the young man said directing his attention to his mother. I watched as Erica turned all red from feeling embarrassed in front of her son which made me chuckle a bit. I stayed by the door watching her put him to bed. my head was starting to hurt with the streams of thoughts going through it. Is what I'm thinking even possible? I found myself wondering.