Damon Name Meaning Devil Novels & Stories

He asked with a smirk on his face that just ached to be wiped clean. The names had a nice ring to it. I didn’t think of anything to say. “They fit them perfectly,” Lyra said in response to the name. “They are nice, only that you didn’t mention in what order it would go,” I said as I held the babies a little higher. “Daemon, the elder one,” he said as he pointed to the baby with blonde hair. “Damian, for the other one.” He pulled closer with his last words, rubbing his hands against Daemon’s cheek as if that was the child closest to him.

I said causing his eyebrows to raise. "First you didn't even change your name dude" I said causing him to chuckle "the demon Dáinn is known to be a bringer of death and collect the souls of the damned, kinda like the grim reaper but worse to be honest" I said letting out a small laugh myself as he smiles at me. "If it wasn't the name that gave you away it would have been your aura" I stated "you hold yourself to a higher standard and try to push power and superiority on those around you as a form of dominance and control" I stated.

"How about you give me a nickname too?" Dean rolled his eyes. "You… you’re a rogue." Damon raised an eyebrow, clearly unsatisfied with the response. "Come on, something else." He paused for a moment, then a playful smile curved on his lips as he casually suggested, "How about 'Darling'? It’s still a 'D' name, and you know, you've got the 'D' too." Dean’s face immediately turned beet red. His patience snapped, and without another word, he hit the hang-up button, leaving only a curt "Goodbye!" behind him.

“People call him Devil, no one is born Devil, Life it makes them Devil, No one see the Good in them, No one understand what made them Devil, No one understand every Bad has Good in it, People just need someone to blame for their misery He is both Sun and Moon; he would burn daily to give a better life to his loved one, he stand like a shield in front of them burning the evils around them,

When his eyes caught sight of Inez, he instantly hugged her and sobbed, "She was with me Inez, she was here." When she saw him clinging like his life depended on her and hearing him, proclaim that he had seen a dream, she finally started bursting into tears. "I know…",she whispered, hugging him back. ◍◍◍◍ They both were back to New York. Damien had already instructed His men in Italy to change that name from Avalyn's Cemetery, Avalyn never deserved to have the word "Devil" over her tomb; she was an Angel, and Angels are never names to be captivated by Devils..

His Green eyes were shuddering in a pool of anger. The boy from the floor get up furiously and roared in anger, " How dare you, Dominic ?". Oh, So this Greek god was named as Dominic ! "Just trying to stop your shameful acts in front of the whole college, Damien", he mocked at him in the same tone. Oh ! This handsome jerk was named as Damien! Dominic and Damien . Damien grabbed the collar of Dominic. They were digging holes in each other body with their burning eyes. " Stay out of my matters ", Damien said.

he said “Yeah, not really, I mean uhmmm… it’s complicated” “I understand” he said “Do you know him” she asked “Yeah and his leviathan friend” he said and she was surprised, how did he know Arnold was a Leviathan? ‘How... What do you mean?” “I mean be careful with the Leviathan guy?” he said “What do you mean by that? Who are you?” “Just call me Damien” “Ok, Damien how did you know that?”

She looked at Maddy who is staring at her and innocently smiled at her then back to Daemon. He wrapped his arms on her waist while not taking off his eyes with Maddy. “Hello, Maddy.” He looked at Devon lovingly. “Dev, meet Maddy. She’s a friend.” “A friend,” she repeated and tasted a bitter taste in her mouth. She offered her hand to the woman who is giving her a curious look. “Hello Maddy. I am Devon… Devon Druft, Daemon’s wife.” Daemon smirked proudly and sipped on his glass. “It’s nice meeting you.”

Damon’s face shifted into serious mode, his cold gaze falling into the man behind me. “He deserves it, Cara.” His dark eyes lifted into my face again, and a cold shiver skittered across my skin. The corner of his lips curled with disgust as he went on. “He wasn’t a good man. He was a traitor, a leecher, and a pedo. He raped little girls and innocent women.” I don’t know if I should believe him or not. It is possible that he is lying to get away from these heinous deeds and that he is twisting his words in order to convince me to believe him.

“My older brother was a scary and powerful person. Damon got his beauty from his mother. She was the most beautiful person I have ever seen, and I believe my brother actually loved her in his own way.” “I don't think Damon believes that.” I respond to Elder Devon’s words, and he nods. “No, he doesn't. He believes his father was a monster.” “What about you? Did you believe your brother was a monster?” I raise another question, and Elder Devon’s jaw tightens. “It doesn't matter what I believe. He had the Alpha blood, and the Blackthorne’s special gift. Alphas are trained from childhood to be monsters, and rulers, I didn't blame him.”