Damon Hacker Novels & Stories

“I figured Damon might have heard about his girl’s kidnap already, and I sure as hell knew that would make him vulnerable, no matter how tough he seemed, adding to the death of his consigliere, you know. So I seized the opportunity and tracked him down with the patrol car, and when I found him, I distracted him a bit, and then I stabbed him in the neck with that drug you got shipped from Japan.” I slowly whipped my gaze back to them, taking in the amazed expression of the man, and the smug expression of the woman, my eyes burning very hot now, my chest constricting tighter and tighter. Damon… what have these psychopaths done to you? No wonder you haven’t come thrashing this fucking place in

“I take it that the two of you have grown a lot closer over the months” “For someone who has come to attack my pack, threatening to kidnap MY mate, I am actually very surprised that you had the guts to show up here” Dante said, glaring at the man who frowned. He shrugged his shoulders as Mikhail approached us, standing a step behind his ‘boss’, or in everyone’s eyes, his ‘CEO’. “I have to say, I should have listened to my guts and killed you years ago. I swear, things wouldn’t have reached to this point, and the little prostitute that you call mate would have been dead alongside her father; but nevertheless…”

] But soon, new questions popped up: [So who was the second mystery man?] [Who is Isabella Thorne with now?] [That silhouette looked tall. Must be someone important.] Damon read the comments and suddenly smiled. "Looks like it's time for my official debut." "What do you mean?" He didn't answer. Instead, he started registering for a ShadowNet account. He carefully typed in his information. [Name: Damon Volkov] [Identity: Heir of House Volkov] [Bloodline Verification: AAA Pureblood]

"Who the hell would know you were here?" Damien grunted; he knew exactly who was out there, that asshole Scott. Somehow he had traced them to her house. He had sat up on the hill overlooking her back yard and had waited until his intended target stepped in front of a window. It only took her just a few seconds more to put it together and she cursed. What could she do to get them out of this crazy situation? Then she had it. "Damien, crawl down to the basement before you leave any blood on the floor. I'm going to call the Sheriff and report this."

Ramon said in an attempt to make her calm down and Cathy found herself hugging him once again. Ramon was stunned at first but decided to let her have her way. She was sad and only needed a shoulder to cry on. Meanwhile Damian had already gotten into his car and was heading towards the classroom. “Update.” Damian had connected all his calls to the car as he drove calmly.. “ I found the hacker..” Adrian informed him as he drove while he took off his shirt with one hand.. “Where is he?”Damian asked as his eyes grew darker.. Once he'd gotten to a deserted road, he parked the car by the road and Stepped outta his car while taking off his shirt..

Juliet reassures me. I type his name, Damon. A lot of Damons just continue to appear on the front page, making me scroll down if I'll be able to find any similarities. Damon's a werewolf, he must hide his identity very well and I think he wouldn't want anyone to find him—he had years, centuries, to even conceal his identity from the one main enemy, the internet. Where anything can be exposed if he's not careful. G****e has everything. The world's information, the world's map, entirely everything. However, not even G****e is capable of capturing Damon's information or he just has a really great hacker, to hide all of his informations. He would hide everything, he's a werewolf.

She felt like a burglar, worried about being caught. "I know, but don't worry. The CCTV is hacked now, thanks to a cool hacker I know. Although, I did teach him most of his skills," Damian boasted, showing off his computer expertise. "You're a crazy bastard!" Alicia snapped, angry at Damian's recklessness, before opening the door to her apartment. "Oh! I feel kind of bad because I bought all the lavender in the whole of LA only to have you call me a crazy bastard," Damian sighed, sounding deliberately disappointed.

“Selene’s network is buried deep. If we don’t act fast, she’ll strip everything from my company—and us.” Damien didn’t glance up from his work. “I’m in the mainframe now. Whoever this hacker is, they’re good. Real good.” A cold knot formed in my stomach. “Better than you?” Damien snorted. “Please. I’ve cracked government servers in under ten minutes. This joker won’t hold me up for long.” Elias leaned forward, his jaw clenched. “How long until we regain access?” “Depends,” Damien replied, typing faster. “The hacker left breadcrumbs, but they’re wrapped in encrypted firewalls. I need a little more time.”

POV: Damon Cross Damon had learned to live with control. Every meeting, every deal, every rival taken off the board, they all bent to his will eventually. That was the CrossTech way. Yet as he stared at the streams of code filling the darkened office screen, control felt like sand slipping through his fingers. ShadowByte. The phantom hacker who had stolen his attention more than any merger or acquisition. The copycat incident was resolved, his influence had forced the imposter to confess, and the smear campaign had been contained. But the original ShadowByte still moved freely. Somewhere in this city, she breathed, worked, and plotted. And Damon was closer to her than ever.

They were brought to him, trembling with fear. Damon's eyes narrowed as he looked at them. "You stole from me," he said, his voice cold and deadly. "You'll pay for that." Without another word, Damon's men dragged the thieves away, their screams echoing through the warehouse. Damon watched them go, his expression unyielding. He had a reputation for being ruthless, and he intended to keep it that way. When it was all over, Damon returned to his car, his mind at ease. He had taken care of the problem, and he could now focus on more important things.