Damon And Stefan Salvatore Novels & Stories

An elderly man right beside Alexia speaks first and it moves on till it reaches him, he looks Alexia up and down and he smirks and says, “We met this morning, it’s like destiny, or should I say fate? I should have introduced myself then, but it skipped me because I couldn’t think straight when I saw you.” Alexia smiles in his direction and nods her head. She wipes her palms slowly in her trousers so, it isn’t obvious that she is nervous. The young man continues when she doesn’t say a thing, “My name is Damon Salvatore. The CEO of Salvatore Gold company.” Alexia replies to him, with a blank expression,

This close doesn't mean they got married, right? "Now, don't you want to know with whom I had cheated on Salvatore? I mean, if you know you'll understand why Salvatore kept you here and is pretending to be a lover boy with you. Salvatore is doing all these for what I call… Revenge" Emphasis on the words 'pretending' and 'Revenge' "What?" I choked on my word as I watched Chloe move my hair behind my ear. "Salvatore caught me in bed with, what's his name again? Alessandro" she smiled as she added, "Your husband" and I staggered back with wide eyes.

He offered. Liam shook his head in denial, not in the mood to drink, "No thanks." He glanced at Vin, who remained behind him with no intention of moving. Liam could tell that a confrontation was going to occur tonight, it seemed very unavoidable tonight. Don Salvatore could see that Liam was not afraid of him, and he couldn't have that if he were going to take the ring from him. So in an attempt to intimidate Liam, Don Salvatore began to reveal his true identity. "Allow me to properly introduce myself, Mr. Danvers," he said, his voice carrying an air of authority. "I am an underground boss, one of the most powerful Mafia bosses."

The driver’s door opened. A tall, powerful figure stepped out, framed by the headlights like a silhouette carved from shadow and authority. When he spoke, his deep, steady voice carried a mix of urgency and something she had never heard from him before—concern. “Mrs. Salvatore?” Elena’s breath caught in her throat. She blinked hard, barely believing her eyes. Standing before her was Sir Donald Salvatore—Damien’s uncle, the youngest brother of Damien’s late father, and the man who ruled the southern branch of the Salvatore empire with absolute dominance.

We waited by a rusted crane, the sea choppy and black behind us. Exactly on time, a black sedan arrived. Damon Salvatore stepped out, accompanied not by a low-ranking mercenary, but by his most trusted, brutally efficient Sicilian lieutenant, Marco. Damon looked impeccably dressed, but the sweat on his brow betrayed his desperation. He was walking into this exchange because his financial situation demanded it. “Vladimir,” Damon said, his voice carrying the false warmth of a man who believed he held the upper hand. “How tragic that we meet again under such trying circumstances. My deepest condolences on the… setbacks you’ve experienced.”

I paid him no attention, I wasn't going to let him ruin my day. "Ignore him." I whispered to Olivia who seemed confused by Stefan's remarks. She didn't know who he was, and I would have loved for it to remain that way, but Stefan was nothing less of a scheming bastard. He walked past me and approached Olivia with a bright smile. "I'm Stefan, Damian's younger brother, it's lovely to meet you." He reached for Olivia's hand, took it in his, and planted a light peck at the back of her palm. I felt my blood curdle in rage at the sight of the gesture, but managed to reel in my emotions. It was just a gesture, nothing more. I convinced myself while I struggled to keep the smile on my face steady.

“And if anyone wants to challenge it, speak now.” The room was quiet. No one said a word. Salvatore turned to face the altar. He took a small dagger from the table beside it and cut his palm. Blood dripped slowly into a silver bowl. “Come,” he said. Damon stepped forward and did the same. He cut his palm and let his blood mix with Salvatore’s. “This is the bond,” Salvatore said. “You are now my beta.” Everyone clapped. Some people even cheered. Damon looked like he might cry. He bowed low in front of Salvatore.

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I spat, “What exactly is your problem?” “My problem? Do you want to know exactly what my problem is? It's you, my problem is fucking you!!!” Damian yelled, “You knew I was drunk and you took advantage of the situation.” “What?” I stood to my feet, “Are you dumb or what? I take advantage of you? You are not all that, Mr. Damian Salvatore; I guess when you drink, you have memory loss, so let me remind you that I didn't approach you, you did, and you even begged me.”

I hugged her tightly to me and placed a kiss on her forehead "Don't worry, Cameron and Valentino are both safe. Valentino got out of there safe and alive with our son. Valentino made a man of Damien lie to him by putting the gun on his head. The bastard was scared of dying so he agreed to lie to his boss. Our son is safe, and so is our friend." "You! You all are going to pay for this!" Damien shouts as he loses control and kicks Sylvia's knee, causing him to lose control and fall down on the ground. Damien took that as an opportunity and grabbed Sylvia by his throat and began to choke him "Attack everyone!" he ordered his men. Gabriella Matthews "Attack!" Boris and Dante ordered their teams