Damon And Katherine Novels & Stories

Finally, after the strenuous filled week he had just been having, it felt like something was finally going right for once. For once he wasn't worried about anything. He just wanted to drink and celebrate this feat as his revenge plan was finally underway again. It would all be over too, provided he dealt with that family, especially the old man. Smiling, Damien took out the bottle of wine from the cabinet, and just as he was about to pop it, his office door swung open, bringing him face to face with Katherine, and he lost focus instantly, What was she doing here? ……. KATHERINE

“Forget her. You need to get to HQ. The board is going nuclear. This could end everything if we don’t contain it.” The line went dead. Damien turned to Cleo again, nostrils flaring. His hand shot out, gripping her neck—not to choke, but to instill fear. He yanked her forward until their mouths were inches apart, heat and fury spiraling. Before he could speak, she kissed him. Desperate. Hungry. Possessive. His hands instinctively pushed her back against the wall, until a wave of disgust crashed through him like ice.

Damon stopped as his Dad continued to laugh. “I’m sorry, Keatton. I can’t give myself to you anymore. I’m married now,” showing off his ring. Keatton snapped his head as he remembers a ring. The engagement of him and... Dominick. “Shut the fuck up, Dad!” said Damon as his Dad continued laughing. Keatton became quiet as he looked at his feet. Damon saw the sudden change of behavior in Keatton. “Are you okay?”

His strange stillness was nonetheless far more tolerable than Katherine's intensity. At that moment, Katherine and Kenny climbed into the bulky car with the promotional images of the restaurant her father had equipped for everyone in case they needed a car on 'duty'. Kenny drove straight to the market, but there weren't any butchers left to satisfy Katherine. The meat wasn't fresh, it was frozen, too much fat… so many things prevented Katherine from making the special dish on the special menu for Home Sweet Home's special guest tonight. Kenny can't wait for the fire to burn, but he doesn't know that Katherine is hotter than him. Kenny asked her as innocently as possible: “Chef, where should

Daniel shrugged, questions and Kathy gulped hard and shifted in her seat, grabbed the pillow and set it over her lap, unexpectedly feeling very eager to know him more. "I am talking about my husband, Aaron." She answered. Daniel frowns and eyes her warily briefly. "Oh…" he exclaimed with an 'o' and again shifted his attention towards the movie. "You already know him well Katherine. Meet in childhood, marry in adult hold. Still asking about him from me. You know him better than I do " Daniel smirks and shoves a mouthful of pizza in his mouth, washing it down with coke.

She is his, they belong together. She seems to notice the tension between both men. " get in " Damon said realizing what she is wearing. He can't let her see his beast side." Okay" she kiss his lip and left them though she didn't want. *****

As soon as we arrived home I went straight to my room. Sarah didn't say anything. She just hugged me. I woke up the next day with 20 text and missed calls from Damon. I didn't bother. And like clockwork. "time for some celeb news." I swear she's killing me small. "Damley is over. Damon was spotted last night kissing another girl. No one knows who she is. Sorry Bailey, guess you're out." I let a loud scream out. I was so tired of them. I was good without meeting him. Ughh. Anger tears started to fall.

He kissed me with every ounce of passion and the amount of love and desire he had for me. Electricity courses through my veins as I closed my eyes and let go of the hurt my heart felt. For a moment all the pain vanished and I respond just as passionate. We part as a result of shortage of oxygen. He loves me just as much as l love him but he is scared just like Lydia said. What is he scared of? After our moment, l take my keys away from him, get in my car and drive straight to Lydia's office. Lucky enough she had no patient so l just waltzed in and sat on the couch by the window.

But when she set down the square of lasagna in front of me, she didn't say a word. She leaned against the wall and watched me use the fork to cut up the lasagna. "Do you know how many people are coming?" I finally asked. She shrugged. "A good bit – everyone who had any kind of relationship with Ethan or Emily, and then everyone who's been trying to find Mom." I nodded. I was expecting a big turnout. All of the hunters could come of course. But this was a juicy story. The daughter of a member from the Administratio was dating the nephew of the vampire who killed her father. Future criminals would find my indiscretions hard to beat.

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.