Damien X Pip Novels & Stories

Only for me to see something I never bargained for. Damien was in my bathroom, his lips slightly opened like he was groaning and mike on his knees sucking his dick. He had captioned. “Good dick sucker but you are the best” What the fuck!

Damian's thoughts were in disarray, his only concern to save Elara, the sole source of his strength. "Do you hear yourself, Damian? Are you really the one I'm talking to? The Damian I know is not weak. Running away won't solve anything, and you can't save Elara from her fate unless you kill Fiona," Xavier snapped, his voice brimming with frustration. He never imagined a time would come when he'd be this irritated with Damian. He knew Damian as a fearless and unyielding partner, admired for his courage and determination. But now, all Xavier felt was a pity.

"Evening, as some of you know and some of you don't, my name is Damien. I'm twenty-seven years old and I am the owner of this place." Raven's mouth dropped, what? How was he so successful at such a young age. Raven lightly poked the girl next to her so that she could get her attention. "What does he do for a living?" she whispered. "He is the CEO of Luxshmier. Don't you know them? They are very popular and that's where he gets his wealth from." "Did he star......." Before Raven could finish her sentence, she was cut off: "Can you speak when it's your turn to make an introduction." said Damien.

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.

Xander replied as he placed his hand on his heart and smirked. “Shut it, meathead!” I told him. I left the room as I called Damien. He answered the call at the fourth ring. “Did you find him?” Damien asked, his voice sounding hopeful. “Yeah, I did. That idiot was sleeping at my place with his phone on silent.” I answered. Damien was silent for a few seconds. “I know that you will make sure that the idiot feels sorry for what he did but please punch him on the face for me.” Damien spoke up after a while. I chuckled as I turned around to look at Xander.

“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?"

My man Rex. REX/ THE BASTARD/ GOOD DAMMED PSYCHO: Hey bekky6. AUTHOR: just wanted to ask. Why and when did you decide to be the villain? REX/ THE BASTARD/ GOOD DAMMED PSYCHO: villain. You dare call be a villain. *Laughs skeptically.* AUTHOR: emmm....no I didn't.

"No!" Peter smirked. "Do you like me, Dam?" Damian widened his eyes, staying shocked for a long moment then cleared his throat. "Hum, why would I like you? You're straight anyways." He shrugged. Peter approached his face to Damian's. "Who said I was straight?" He asked with a deep voice. Damian almost had a heart attack. Their faces were too close that he could feel Peter’s warm breath. "You're not?" Peter chuckled. "Look at how relieved you look. I'm bi, I like both men and women, but I like handsome guys more." He winked at him.

Ok, let's come back to the present, I guess you now understand mom's reason for calling me Demian, a name that rhymes with a demon. Well, it's true, I'm Damian, a hybrid of mom a beautiful human lady, and Dad, a seductive Akwa-being, and a Sea King, I guess that made me an Aqua-prince, and yes this is the story of my life.

Water dripped from his hair. “Well, well,” he said in a rough voice. His gray eyes moved slowly over my thin tank top and short sleep pants. “You must be Sophia. Alexander did not tell me his new stepdaughter looks this good.” My face got hot right away. I held the glass tight in my hand. “You are Damien, right?” He gave a slow, dangerous smile and stepped closer. I could smell rain and a strong manly smell on him. “Yes. My brother and I share many things. Business. Houses. And sometimes… women.”