Damon Klaus Novels & Stories

He asked me. “Yes.” I answered. “First promise me something.” He said. “What is it?” I asked. “Promise me you won’t take any drastic decision once you learn the truth.” He pleaded. “But..” “Just promise me.” He said more desperately. “Alright. I promise. Now tell me the truth.” I urged as I braced myself for the worst. “You’re right. I’m not just part of the mafia, I’m a Mafia Don.” ……………………………… Damian stared at her to see if she had any shocked expression or see if she would lash out at him but was surprised to see she still remained calm and collected like she had expected the news.

Who is the damsel, brother. Elena cleared her throat—delicate and lethal. I chuckled as I turned, sliding my palm to the small of her back, my fingers splaying just above the curve of her ass. “Scusate, signori. I forgot my manners.” I smiled down at her like she was the only light in the room. “This is Elena Russo, my fiancée. The woman of my dreams, the love of my life, the woman who dragged me out of the grave and made me want to breathe again.”

while squeezing me a little and resting his head on my shoulder to watch the crowd. "Of course," I replied, leaning my head back against his chest. "If you remember, I was in their shoes not long ago. I want them to feel free and not trapped. After all, we're supposed to be a family." “Now I get it.” He whispered. I turned to face him. “Get what?” He reached up and cupped my cheek. "The reason she chose you." “Who?” I asked. “The moon goddess.” Dane smiled. As I leaned against him, I could feel his warmth and strength enveloping me, igniting a flame of desire within me. His lips were soft yet firm against mine, and as they met, a surge of electricity coursed through my body, making my heart

She tells him, “You keep telling me there's always someone worse. Well I’m about to become your worst someone. You will have wished you had stayed dead just now.” “Bring it on.” Neah turns around and heads in the direction of the pack. Samara and Eris hurry past me and while Samara seems in a hurry to catch Neah, Eris’s golden eyes are full of wonder as they hover on me. Klaus grabs Cooper’s left side as I hastily grab his right. We haul him to his feet. “You are making a mistake. Klaus, I can offer you so much more.” Klaus breaks his silence. “No you can’t. If they don’t kill you, I will and I will be a damn site more thorough. You are right Cooper. Those initials on your chest are for me.

The man was tall and imposing, probably around twenty-nine. His features were sharp and perfectly sculpted. High cheekbones, a straight nose, a strong jawline. He wore a tailored dark gray suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and lean build. This was Damon Summer. "Careful," Damon said. His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of genuine concern. For a moment, Nyla found herself caught in his gaze. Clark appeared beside them, his face flushed with jealousy. He roughly grabbed Nyla's hand and pulled her away from Damon.

DAMIEN I had noticed her the moment she was dragged into the throne room. Even in chains, the daughter of a criminal, Rosalia Muller commanded attention—not with the practiced grace of our court ladies, but with something far more intriguing. Her dark red hair caught the light filtering through the stained glass, creating a halo of crimson around her face. There was a wild beauty in her desperation, in the way she held herself despite everything crumbling around her.

I cleared my throat, and wrapping my arm around Aurora, I smiled at the woman. “I am Dante D’Angelo” I said introducing myself. “Natalie Brooke” she said, nodding at me. I looked down at Aurora and kissed her temple, smirking when I caught sight of the woman who had her eyes on us. “I’ll be leaving you alone with the ladies, yeah?” I whispered to her, noticing that a few women were approaching. “Alright, just try staying away from trouble, okay?” She asked, looking me in the eye. I nodded and motioned for Leonardo to come and follow me, and understanding where I was going, Leonardo gulped down his scotch before walking toward the lounge where our fathers were sitting.

Immediately he got the keys he grabbed his horse and galloped down the dark road. He had placed another guard there after knowing what Kiyiya had done. The guard will loyal to him and at the same supposed to fake allegiance to Mateo. Because of this,Klaus had no problem getting in. However the moment he stepped further into the dungeon,Damon nearly grabbed him from the railings. "Klaus! Where is Kiyiya?? Where is she?!!" Klaus said nothing.With his fire as a touch he searched around for the one person he'd come to see.

a deep, rough voice said. I turned and met his intense dark eyes. I recognized him instantly. Damon Voss, the cocky captain of the Los Angeles Kings. Famous for his brutal hits on the ice and his notorious playboy reputation off it. His team had flown into Vegas for a preseason game against the Golden Knights the night before. “I know who you are,” I replied with a teasing smile. “Damon Voss, right? The guy who scored that insane overtime goal last week.” He smirked, leaning one muscular arm on the bar, his presence dominating the space around us. “Impressed?”

I follow the blonde, evading her hand when she tries to link it through my arm. “Cain, finally.” Darius is sitting at the table next to a blonde boy, but Flame is nowhere to be seen. He gestures to the blonde boy. “This is Damien and I assume you’ve met Gale and Ollie. There’s also Emery and Leila…” He emphasises the last name, as if to remind me that Flame is using her middle name with the humans. “Have just popped upstairs to get their jackets.” “Here.” Gale places a plate down on the table and pats the chair. Some sort of filled tortilla’s are on the plate and they smell amazing.