Damien X Pip Novels & Stories

Alex seemed to be quite shocked by Damien's request, but he didn't bother to show it. Damien on the other hand didn't want anything alcoholic. He wanted to be sober for a while... At least until he was ready to go on his bout against the Rogue Wolves. He knew that if he took any drop of alcohol in his taste, he would end up drinking himself to stupor, and that was the last thing he needed right now. "Okay, then. I'll go fetch Ariel and tell her to make a hot cup of tea. I'll see you in a bit", he said a d with that, he left the conference room... *********

Damien cleared his throat, scanning the room with a grin that was equal parts charming and terrifying. “Good evening, everyone. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Damien. The younger, better-looking, significantly more fun Grayson brother.” More laughter. I rolled my eyes, but I didn’t stop him. “I’ve known Alexander my whole life,” Damien continued, pacing the stage. “And for most of that life, I assumed he was a robot built by our father to destroy the stock market. He didn’t smile. He didn’t sleep. He once fired me from an internship because I brought him the wrong kind of sparkling water. It was ‘too effervescent,’ apparently.”

she smiled. “You heard about it? How?” “Your pack-link was open when you screamed mate!” She rolled her eyes. There was silence. Xander stared blankly at the woods, wondering why the moon goddess will pair him with a human girl. “So, Liam said you’re planning on rejecting her.” Miss Damien said. (Ok, a brief explanation. Miss Damien is Xander’s sister: Jenna Kenzie Damien, but everyone calls her Miss Damien at school.) “Maybe. I can’t have a human girl as my mate!” Xander said.

He laughs, “Yeah, and then what? Men also like to gossip,” “Don’t tell a single soul, but it's Damien’s and she’s a month pregnant.” X almost serves off the road, and I scream but he stays calm and looks forward, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. “Damien, Damien Harris, gay Damien?” I nod, “Yep, I still can’t believe it either.” Xlanti shakes his head, “But the man just proposed and now he has a baby momma and it’s your best friend. Kanti, what’s happening, are you guys in a swinger’s club?”

*** Xander stirred his coffee while waiting for Damien to join him in the study, finally Damien arrived, it appeared he just took a shower because the fresh scent of sandalwood and shampoo filled the air as soon as he stepped in. He was dressed in an ash polo and black jogger pants.. "So I'm here.. what's up" Xander sighed in relief, he placed the cup on the brown desk separating them before he picked up a file from the table... "I'm in a very big mess..and only you can help me out" Damien listened attentively to whatever Xander had to say.. "I've heard this line thousands of times from you..so what happened this time?" he inquired already bracing himself for the worst news he could get from

“I like him. He likes me. And yeah, it’s new, and yeah, it’s fast, but it’s real. He’s been good to me. Really good, Damie.” Agnes chose that exact moment to pipe up from the couch, legs kicked up, popcorn bowl somehow already in her lap (where the hell did she even get popcorn?). “Ohhh shit. This is better than reality TV. Big bro energy activated. Ten bucks says Damien throws the first punch in three… two…” Jace snorted. “I’m taking the under. Damien’s too classy for fists. He’ll just stare Jaxon to death.” I ignored them. My focus was locked on Jaxon.

“Yeah. It has been a while. Come and sit. What have you been up to?” “Work,” Damien replied easily, taking the seat opposite him. “Been out of the country for a bit. Just got back.” It was a lie. He hadn’t left the country at all. He had been watching. Planning. Waiting. But his smile was effortless. “And you?” Damien continued. “How’ve things been?” Xavier exhaled slowly. “Complicated.” “That bad?” Xavier hesitated. Then, because this was Damien — because he had once been the person Xavier trusted most — he spoke.

He’s collateral damage and a replaceable one too. I could still remember the first time Nicholas saw me. The way he looked at me standing in the pouring rain, uncaring, head held high while glaring at the distance. And the moment our skin touch as he dragged me out of the downpour, I knew right then and there that he will die painfully in my hands. His whole existence smelled deliciously dangerous that I can't help but devour. Ciro, would not mourn for him for long, not that I knew him personally but he had more urgent matters that needs his undivided attention; like the reappearance of The Reaper, that he was so obsessed with.

She said. Maddy's brow creased, but she nodded. “Call me Damian.” I said as Maddy turned to leave. “We look forward to working with you, Damian.” She smiled before disappearing. “Missing your little fuck already?” She shook her head. “That’s sad.” Sipping her drink, she drummed her fingers against the glass. “The mighty Damian Russo has been reduced to chasing a little girl.” She added, clicking her teeth. “That little girl happens to have a hold on me. One you’d never relate to.”

He lingered there for a moment, savoring the contact, before his teeth gently closed around my skin once again. Damien leaned back slightly, eyes roaming over me as if admiring what he’d done. His lips curved into a slow, satisfied smirk before they finally lifted to meet mine. The way I looked at him seemed to stir something dark and wild inside him. He dragged a hand through his hair, exhaling roughly. “Fuck… You make me crazy, Piper.” He said my name like it was both a prayer and a punishment, a blessing he never should have been allowed to touch, and a burden he’d carry without hesitation if it meant having me.