Damon And Bonnie の小説・ストーリー

AUTHOR’S POV: Carson walked angrily as he headed to his house, he could feel eyes on him but he didn’t care. For someone that old he looked very young and handsome with a blonde, a very muscular body complemented his look, he stood tall about 6’7, and had the sexiest body stature ever. It was a pity he didn’t have a mate though every female species even some males would do anything to lay on his bed and whoever did always wished to go back, especially Sonia {she is in charge of female affairs across the paranormal world}.

Damien pulled my hand and pushed me outside, banging the door at my face. I stood outside the door soaked in my own shame. I kept banging but he wouldn't let me in. I got back to my apartment and tried everything possible to get Damien. I made an appointment with my surgeon and made plans to get my boobs done. The blonde’s breasts were bigger than mine, I knew what was his spec now. A month later, I returned but Damien had moved out. I later found out he was a big hit now. Damien was a bag of money in Cabin City.

I was about to say something but I was cut off before I could even start. “Stop talking, Amy, you are eating” Claire reprimanded while throwing daggers at me. All these while, Alpha Damon only stared at us without saying anything. Amy went still and just ate her food without saying anything further. Thankfully, the food was already served so I started eating to get out of here before it gets more awkward than it already is. “I guess you two already met” Alpha Damon spoke up. “Yes, we met earlier. And I fell in love with how she speaks, she's beautiful and friendly. I think we will get along very well because I like her” I stared blankly at Claire as she spoke calmly and sweetly.

“I didn’t want to start a war between you and Clara until I knew.” Damon sighed, poor Naomi. If only she knew that ship already sank and drowned! His reply died in his throat as a sharp knock rattled the door. Before he could answer it, the handle turned and the door swung open. One of the guards stood there and right behind him was Soonie. Damon’s face turned cold. He didn't know why but he didn't like the sight of that woman. At all. “Sir, we have Ms Soonie here and she claims to be…”

——————————- Chapter 1 1 year later - Sareena & Sophia’s 20th Birthdays ——— Damian I pull up to the Morelli house a little before 6 p.m. It’s the first time I am getting to see the house that will be ours. Sareena’s and mine. The house and this property, used to hold so many deadly secrets and horrors. Haunted by things I don’t like remembering. Now, it’s something else entirely. It’s new, it’s different, and most importantly, it’s ours.

And Damon watched it all. Quietly. Carefully. Memorizing it. --- By evening, they returned. The villa stood quiet as usual. The car pulled in. Damon stepped out first. Then opened her side again. “Careful.” “I know,” she said, already used to it. He helped her out. One hand around her as they walked inside. The moment they entered— Damon’s eyes shifted. Sharp. Focused. There was someone there. Waiting. One of his men. A spy.

Cameron walks straight over to Charley, “You are such a bear when you are hungry.” “Go sit. Mom and I will place the food on the table.” “I don’t mind helping.” Bonnie went with Melody into the kitchen. “Frank, will you get Carely for dinner please.” Laurie told Bonnie, “You can meet our other little angel.” Bonnie sat between Carmon and Melody. “This is Bonnie, my friend. Bonnie this is Alpha Cameron, my father-in-law.” “Nice to meet you, Bonnie. I have heard so many nice things about you.” Bonnie gave him a slight nod but didn’t say a word.

The three of them held each other tightly under the stars — the same way they had in the darkest days of the first apocalypse. Serena looked at both men, tears still on her cheeks. “We almost lost each other so many times. I can’t lose our family now.” Kael kissed her forehead. “You won’t.” Damien leaned in, pressing his lips to hers, then to Kael’s. “We are stronger together. Always.” Their embrace turned heated — a desperate reaffirmation of their bond. Clothes were shed beneath the moonlight. Kael took Serena with deep, grounding thrusts while Damien worshiped her from behind. They moved together with familiar passion and love, reminding each other why they fought so hard.

He looked me up and down, his sharp eyes calculating. “How old are you?” he asked, his voice a deep, commanding rumble. “Nineteen,” I replied, forcing my voice not to tremble. “I recently got a diploma from Miranda Stone’s culinary academy. A slow smile spread across his face. “Perfect,” he murmured. “You are the ideal lady for me. Young. Beautiful. Ambitious.” Leonardo Stone leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Has your father told you about the arrangement?”