Damon Albarn Young Novels & Stories

young Britney Lawson smiled as Damien climbed out of his car. The eighteen-year-old was wearing a tight pair of jogging shorts and a loose tank top, the sides open to show her black sports bra holding in her impressive bosom. The perky, young woman jogged past, her blonde hair trailing behind her. "Hey, Britney," Damien said. "How's your parents?" "Fine," she smiled. "How was your business trip?" "Successful. I'm eager to see Abby, though." "Oh, when did she get back?" Britney asked, pausing to jog in place.

TWO DAYS LATER Hands folded, and standing upright Damien stared at the screen of his laptop, where he was currently having a video call session with Alvarez. Alvarez and his daughter Ivy rather… The little kid was stationed on her father’s thighs, eating some snacks out of a bowl.

She seems kinda shyly but nods replying, "Yeah have you noticed how each song either has a AA or AAA rating? My younger brother and I used to play a lot. But I learned how to play this game from my Godmother and her kids when I was little. She's amazing at DDR, she's even better than me!" I've been meaning to ask her about this, "Ms. J do you really know Alpha Manny & Luna Keya of the Mississippi Delta Pack?" She nods, "Yes ever since I was born, they would babysit me while my parents were at work. I grew up like one of their kids, and they have a lot of kids! They're like my cousins, some of them created a band called 'Species'. You know, because they are mixed with so many different specie

Damian. 'Can I... record this?' ***

Damian but she knew him as Damon. Except now he wasn’t Damon from Camp Ravenpine. He wasn’t just a boy from a bonfire. He was here. In her father’s diner. Smiling calmly, like he hadn’t shown her heaven only to vanish and leave her shattered. Alison wanted to scream and punch him but she calmed down Mr. Fisher didn’t notice her shock. He chuckled warmly and patted Damian’s shoulder. “This young man’s new in town. Charming fella. Says he’s just looking for some peace and a good place to eat.” Mr Fisher said as he patted Damian's shoulder

Not that I mind the current alphas, but some of them are older, stuck in their ways, and resistant to change. The only outlier will be Alpha Vaughn from the Norbury pack. He’s got a son, Chase, but he’s still in high school, so it’ll be a while before he takes over. I’m hoping that Chase will come join us at the squad complex after he graduates high school so we can get to know him better, assimilate him into our little brotherhood of young alphas.

Damon stood about a yard away, looking only too accomplished. “I need to tell you something, boy.” I managed to say. “That would matter only if I wanted to speak to you.” Damon snarled, “This battle is over. But there's one thing I shouldn't leave out.” I blinked rapidly, as if trying to buy myself more time. “If it's your dying wish, I'm not going to deny you that pleasure.” He said proudly. “I was once a young man like you, with hopes, and dreams, and love, well… ”

Stay away from society for the time being. That's what Damien's publicist said. Anyone who Damien is seen with might just enter the news. A few days ago, they covered up some headlines that Alberto was in on it. It was finally concluded, seeing the press knows that Alberto has been Damien's godfather.

He’s making a fair point but that doesn’t mean we can abandon Aliya. I look at the large communication screen behind me which Jared set up for me for me last week. Time to test it. It’s a little difficult to maneuvere but I after a few long minutes, the screen flickers and a familiar dusky skinned face appears on it. Damon is the Alpha of the Night Stalkers tribe. Panther shifters. He has a lazy gleam in his eyes as he looks at me, “Finally installed the comms, did you? Told you it would come in useful. Now if only your grandfather would be willing to do the same.”

She poked and flipped the slices while she thought about what had happened over the past few days. Damien wanted to give her some space; to let her think things out without him sitting there, watching her, making her paranoid that he might be listening in on her thoughts. He purposefully shut out her presence, completely blocking out any feelings and thoughts that she might inadvertently send his way. He walked over to the spot that she had danced in and found the sweet spot for the sound pouring out of the system. He sat down and let the waves and notes of that wonderful music flow around him. He thought back to when this music was new, bringing up with it all those memories of that time. T