Damon Klaus Novels & Stories

Alpha Damon stood up from the chair, he suddenly held my arm and drew me closer to himself, raising my chin to look at him. I wanted anything but that at that moment, an unsettling feeling in me made my eyes open in fright. I was wholly taken aback after meeting his gaze. He is the most beautiful male I have ever seen. He has a sharp jawline, muscular physique, attractive blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a small pink lips with a pointed nose to complement his spotless face and skin. His face was cold and devoid of a single smile but that made him more attractive. Alpha Damon is the definition of charming.

she states, a trace of skepticism in her voice. Damon's lips twitch slightly, his unwavering gaze fixed on her. “What's your condition?” Cleo holds his gaze, her eyes revealing a determination that catches him off guard. “Release Princess Lana from your affections.” Her words hang in the air, and for a moment, Damon seems stunned into silence. “What?” He finally sputters, disbelief etched across his face. “That’s impossible.” “Why? Don't tell me you are in love with her.” Cleo taunts, her gaze filled with mischief. “Well, I can't let her have you, and the Moon Church.”

Elijah asked. “Klaus is intelligent, he does his work efficiently, he knows how to comfort and understand people. He was just someone who doesn’t like seeing people in pain especially children. Klaus is also cunning, seductive and he is handsome after all I raised him. Klaus isn't his ancestor Conrad Vitya who killed Yelena.” “And what about me?” Elijah asked as he stared into my eyes deeply. Elijah slowly lowered his lips closely to mine as my gaze moved from his lips to his eyes.

Nica had been somewhat close to Morticia during high school anyway. "What's taking Nica so long?" he asked Dimitri curtly, his gaze shifting to the room upstairs where Nica was helping Morticia get ready. "Chill, Sin," Dimitri muttered. Klaus wore a black leather jacket, with strands of his jet-black hair falling onto his forehead, making him look effortlessly hot. Dimitri watched him, her eyes tracing every detail of his hotness. "Simon told me you wanted to quit." Anger flashed in Klaus's eyes. "So?"

"Evening, as some of you know and some of you don't, my name is Damien. I'm twenty-seven years old and I am the owner of this place." Raven's mouth dropped, what? How was he so successful at such a young age. Raven lightly poked the girl next to her so that she could get her attention. "What does he do for a living?" she whispered. "He is the CEO of Luxshmier. Don't you know them? They are very popular and that's where he gets his wealth from." "Did he star......." Before Raven could finish her sentence, she was cut off: "Can you speak when it's your turn to make an introduction." said Damien.

Klaus' steps faltered, his eyes shifted to Declan from Sila. Sierra fumed, giving him a hatred look. “Excuse me! How dare you touch me!” She sneered at him. “Who the hell is he, Declan.” “Klaus Barbieri," Dcelan answered, “If you want to stay alive than stay the fuck away from my girl!” Sierra's eyes turned red with rage. “Cut his hand, how dare he touch me!” Klaus was stunned to hear such crude and sharp words from the woman he was seeing after a year.

While driving, he was just recalling Liam's words in his mind. 'I know my obsession can become worse sometimes, but I can't help it. I can't see anyone with my baby. She is only mine. I love her so much. I have to get married to Ashley as soon as possible! Only Ashley can save me from myself now. I want her to be mine completely.' Damon was sitting in a press conference. He is the CEO of Williams Enterprises, so he always has to attend and interact with the media too. Damon is a popular person, so he always has to deal with the media and press, but he knows how to handle them with his savage answers.

I glared at him, my rage simmering just beneath the surface. "What do you want? And who are you? Can't you see I'm in no mood for company?" My tone conveyed my disinterest in engaging with anyone. He smiled, moving closer to me. I looked at him with empty, emotionless eyes. "I'm sorry for interrupting, but I think I've seen you before. You're Luna, the mate of Alpha Dean. What happened? Why did you come here to find comfort, drowning your sorrows?" I had no desire to hear him out. His words only fueled my anger. Standing up, holding my drink, I turned to confront him. Without waiting for his response, I emptied my glass over his head.

When the final notes faded, Elena turned the volume down and turned to look at him again. Damien was in shock; no woman had ever danced for him. Her lithe form had flowed with the music and her voice had harmonized with the vocals from the man singing the song. The total effect was one of wonder and to his mind, magic. When the song faded and she turned to look at him, his first reaction was to howl his appreciation. He wanted to give her back some of the magic she had given him. He sat back on his haunches and filled his lungs, tapping into those deep emotions and the all-consuming love he had for her; he howled.

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.