Damon Klaus Novels & Stories

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.

Jax instructed one of the men to take Chloe away back to the club safely. "But the boss hasn't sent me away. That lady is just rude," Chloe said, not wanting to leave the house. It was late, and she wanted to pleasure Damian. He was a billionaire, and many of the young women working in his club had been eager to satisfy him. "Not tonight. You can see that lady in there. She is Damian's future bride. So, if you value your life, you should go with him." Jax moved away from the car park, and Chloe bit her lower lip and angrily got into the car. While the driver shook his head and drove off, taking Chloe back to the club.

I had never been one to back down from a fight, especially when that fight had my pride at stake. “You’re a bold one, I see,” he said,, “but today, I won't punish your insolent curiosity. I will answer you. I am Alpha Adonis Damon, the first of my name and the ruler of the entire Reborn clan.” I nodded, because I had nothing else to say. Judging from how he had introduced himself, it was evident that he took his position very seriously and I was supposed to be impressed. But I was not. I chuckled when he looked disappointed that I did not look moved by his introduction, and his eyes turned darker.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

As if sensing my foreboding intent for him, he declined. "Not now, Freya," Alpha King Damien said. His lips an inch from mine. "The moonshine pack needed me to go through with the Bride Selection. Let's just go through with the flow. You are my mate. You are mine. I'll wait the process of the Bride Selection then claim you as mine." His lips met mine with a primal instinct that I let out a soft moan. My first kiss. It numb every senses in me. I forgot my past. My mission to kill him. Amanda, Alpha Krist. The lycan beast Maya. The glamorous Leah. Sharp tongue Adriana. And even Ire. Yeah I forgot my new friend in the throes of passion. It was wild. Alpha King Damien giving me my first kiss. I

They urge Kieran to do the same, and when he does, the man pinned to his back gives me a sidelong look. “And who might this be?” I ask before thinking better of it. One of Damon’s guards snorts out a laugh. “Consider it collateral damage,” he says. “The prodigy wouldn’t come here without him.” “Klaus,” Kieran snarls, his lips curling in anger, “is my guard.” The cold confidence in his voice unnerves me. It is the piece of him that is a deadly vampire. Underneath the power of immortality, however, there are flashes of the man who loved me so deeply.

" she said these words as her heartbeat match her pace and tears pool up in her eyes ruining her beautiful face..... ******* Damon stepped into his beautiful mansion, head raise high as well as his chin. The expression on his face looks like that of a person who just won a jake pot. His facial expression looks much more friendly than usual because his plan is on track he knows Sandra can never hide from him..... he will do his part of the deal. His first deal with his princess. He pulled off his suit and shove it on the couch while walking to the freezer in the kitchen area where he grabbed a bottle of water.

Explicitly stated that he wants it discreet without madam finding out that we had a word with her sister, if you know what I mean’. It was right about time for the date and of course she took the bait by accepting the invitation. Klaus arrived minutes earlier but he was yet to step out of his car, why? His conflicted thoughts prevented him but he knew he had to. Ultimately he emerged from his car in a jet-black tuxedo and took long strides into the restaurant doubtlessly stealing everyone’s attention, he had a charismatic figure built for fighting but surprisingly a mischievous facial appearance that drives the girls crazy and he doesn’t miss an opportunity to keep them drooling, having a bl

Isla looked up to see Damien casually walking toward her. He wore a navy-blue half-buttoned shirt, exposing part of his chest, tucked neatly into grey fitted trousers. “Forgive my tardiness, Isla, or should I say Mrs. Khan, as you prefer,” he said smoothly. “The traffic was slow.” He reached her table and extended a hand. “Damien Da Silva, the face of Blue Flame Stone.” Isla’s fist curled tightly. She forced a smile, trying to mask her emotions, but her burning hazel eyes betrayed her. She wanted to leave, yet she refused to give him the satisfaction of believing his presence still affected her.