Damien X Pip Novels & Stories

“He won’t. Because I’m going to make sure those records disappear. And then I’m going to make sure Ryan knows never to speak your name again. And Marcus… I’m going to take everything from him.” Kai looked at him. “How? He’s powerful too.” Damien smiled, but it wasn’t warm. “Not as powerful as he thinks. I’ve been watching him for years. He has debts. Hidden accounts. Business partners who hate him. I’m going to call them all. I’m going to squeeze him until he has nothing left to offer anyone. Including you.” Kai took his hand. “I don’t want you to become someone else because of this. I fell in love with the man who’s learning to be soft. Not the man who destroys people.”

He swung his legs over the side of the bed, heading for the bathroom, when Damien appeared in the doorway—sweatpants hanging low on his hips, a black singlet clinging to his shoulders. “Where are you off to?” Damien asked casually. “I’m going to the bathroom,” Luxian replied, slipping past him. Damien followed. “How are you doing?” Luxian turned sharply. “Hey—get out. You want to watch me take a shit?” “I’ve seen you naked before. I don’t mind.” “That’s just nasty…” Luxian laughed, shoving him out. “I’ll be out in a sec.” Damien chuckled, retreating to the bed. He pulled out his phone. A notification popped up—unknown sender.

“Did you school at Bright Doves Academy? My friend Winx just said she saw it in your Wikipedia. I’m stunned that you’re in Wikipedia but that was my middle school.” Damien immediately got hot, he took his window down, looking for the words to say. “I moved schools a lot and that’s middle school so maybe yes, I could have.” Arya nodded understandably then typed a reply. “He said he might have. He moved a lot.” Damien watched her expressions from the side mirror. So she had been speaking with her best friend again? Why was the girl searching about him? His pasts would soon be exposed.

Even while handling his drug cases with me, he thought that I didn't know him but no one knows him better than me. "Mr. Clayton" Damien stood up and welcomed him with a small smile. I know it was a forced one. He doesn't like Richard and wants to kill him whenever he sees him but he is controlling himself. "Do you know each other?" Richard asked, his eyes moving between me and Damien. "Philip is my old friend," Damien said casually. "So..." I released a deep breath. "Ohh," Richard nodded his head. Damien stepped back and Richard came forward. He also brought flowers and fruits for Aiden. His tiny eyes followed the treat as he placed them beside Damien's. I am sure he was looking for chocolat

Damien who had been preparing all this time also stepped out of his room. At the end of the hall, Reinhardt nodded his head. Beside him stood Alexis stroking her huge mystical scythe while smiling at Damien. Damien stepped down the stairs and found Ansel and Andrew waiting for him. Damien spread his arms, "Finally you come, my worthless and disgusting friends." said Damien with a smile, albeit with a rather mocking accent.

“Going somewhere, little sis?” Riley froze. Damien sat on the couch in nothing but his dark sweatpants, legs spread wide, phone in his hand. 24, built like he lived at the gym, tattoos covering one arm. He had that stupid smirk on his face. “I thought you were out,” she muttered. “Nahh. Been home all night.” He tapped his phone screen a few times. “Had plenty of time to go through your shit.” Her heart skipped a beat. “What are you talking about?”

I closed my eyes not wanting to think negitive. "I would have murdered that mutt head if anything would have happened to her" I hissed, as I mentioned Atlas. "What are we going to do about Damien?" Xander asked me. "we are going to first torture him, then kill him" I stated coldly. Xander smirked at my words. "That will be fun" he smirked evilly. Damien Grim-Shaw, an enemy of mine was trying to finish me off so that he could take over my place. I scoffed at that thought. I am a king...no one can take over my place. I am the number 1 best known business man as well as being involved with the Mafia. That fucker decided to burn a school down to show me that he has more power than me not knowing

"Do you want something to drink? Coffee? Tea?" Before Damien could answer, the sound of footsteps echoed toward them. Mr. Xiao appeared from the corner, his eyes fixed on Damien. "Dad…" Kohl called softly, but her father raised his hand slightly. "Sit, Kohl," he said firmly. She obeyed, confused by his tone but curious to see where this would lead. Mr. Xiao’s attention returned to Damien. "Who exactly are you?" Damien leaned back against the seat, relaxed. "Just Damien," he said simply. "No solid background. Nothing impressive."

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

I quickly walked back to my room, I knew Xavier was a bit surprised at Liam's sudden boldness ans courage. I quickly walked out of my room, remembering Xavier's words, "When you want information about Liam , you can always get it from Kourtney" "I would definitely get what I want from Kourtney," I assured myself as I walked into the room. I wanted to see Damien, I knew his room was the only place anyone would find him. "Who's that? Just walk right in the door's open" I walked into his room, surprised to see him wearing a towel. I couldn't help but stare at his abs, he was a lot like Xavier but Xavier was more athletic, Damien had a belly dump.