Damon And Bonnie Novels & Stories

She could see her young friend trembling where she sat. "So Bonnie, that's your name?" the drow asked. "So what can I do for you, Bonnie? What do you want?" "Actually..." Bonnie's voice shook with fear, "I was just gonna check on Ashvell." "Ashvell? Who's Ashvell?" The drow sat on the table behind Bonnie. She turned her stool around so they could both face Cassana. "Are you Ashvell?" she pointed at him with his dagger.

In a whirlwind of deceit and desire, Jasmine's life is turned upside down when her father remarries, setting off a chain of events that includes betrayal by her step-sister Layla and her own boyfriend, Paul. For her mother's treatment, Jasmine becomes a surrogate mother, leading to the birth of twins. Just as she begins to rebuild, billionaire Damon sets his sights on her, igniting a passion neither can deny. Their steamy encounters reveal hidden desires and challenge Jasmine's resolve. Damon's lips brushed against hers, sending shivers down her spine. "Trust me, Jasmine. Let me show you a world of passion and pleasure you've only dreamed of." "Stop it," Jasmine said. Suddenly two s

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.

I think that if we don't settle what's going on with Landry Group right now, Jim would be exhausted both for you and Landry Group's sake. "Therefore, I want to help you, and after the challenges faced by Landry Group have been eliminated, Jim and I will overcome our differences together." Luna bit her lip upon hearing this. For some reason, Bonnie's face appeared in her mind. Bonnie… Initially, she had come to Merchant City to find her long-lost son, but in the end, she did not manage to track down her son at all and instead accidentally got involved with Jim… Truth be told, Bonnie's identity in the public's eye was still Jim's girlfriend, and on top of that, she was still in Banyan City, he

Anna started, her tone cautious but curious, "how did you meet Damon? And what exactly is your relationship with him? You’re the only decent person I see around this dark world of his, so I’m confused." Bonnie smiled faintly, leaning against the nearby table. "Damon and I go way back. He saved my life once, and I’ve been loyal to him ever since." Anna frowned, studying Bonnie closely. "Saved your life? How?" Bonnie’s eyes flickered with a hint of pain, but she masked it quickly. "That’s a story for another time," she said softly. "But Damon isn’t as heartless as he seems. He has his reasons for what he does, even if they’re buried under layers of darkness."

he seethed, “coming in here and—“ Damon tore off his sunglasses then, stealing the words from Wilson’s mouth. “Who do I look like to you?” Wilson gasped, staggering backward. “D-Don Damon Vyon?” He stammered, and the corner of Damon’s lips turned up in a dry, small smile. “That’s right, dimwit. Now, the only reason I’m not smashing your head in right now, for putting your bloody fingers on her, is that I’m a little too busy at the moment. You wouldn’t be so lucky next time.”

After giving Jasmine a really deadly look, Damien stood up and walked past Jasmine, brushing his shoulder against hers violently. He didn't know how he felt about Ariel 's water breaking, but he was definitely angry. He started walking slowly and he went outside immediately. He mindlinked the head of the warriors to meet him immediately. Damien was feeling really betrayed and really angry. He went outside to meet Tobias.

ILANA. The Blood Moon Festival came five days too early. On the third evening, the moon bathed its eerie, crimson glow over the Nightshade Pack. This was an event rarely experienced and considered by the pack to be a sign from the Moon Goddess, hastening the fate of two destined mates. The pack was in an uproar of joyful frenzy. The whole of the pack square hummed with excitement, as though even the air vibrated in anticipation. I faltered at the door to Rana's small cabin and brushed off invisible lint from the pale blue dress that Rana had lent me for tonight. "Rana, are you sure about this?" I asked, trying to keep the nerves from edging my voice.

His driver muttered, just loud enough for him to hear. Taking his briefcase and suit jacket, he headed for the house. Scanning his fingerprints on the door, it pinged and opened ushering him into its beautiful interior. Damon lives in a penthouse, one of the most beautiful in the city, with a view that overlooks the city and ceiling-to-floor length windows giving it an elegant look. He had invested in only the best realtors, architects, and engineers to bring this beauty out of his imagination and to reality. Damon had built the house after his and Ava’s wedding, they had mutually agreed they wanted kids, a bunch of them.

“I, Damon Thorn, Alpha of the Silver Ridge Pack, reject Aria Blackwood as my mate and remove her as Luna.” Every wolf in the hall turned toward me. I held myself upright and forced out the words he wanted. “I, Aria Blackwood, accept your rejection.” The mate bond snapped. Pain tore through me so sharply that dark blood splashed across my palm. Damon’s eyes changed at once. “Aria—” He took half a step toward me. Serena clutched his sleeve and said, “Don’t fall for it. The healer can handle her after the ceremony.” Damon froze. His fingers curled until his knuckles turned white, but he stayed beside Serena.