Damon Salvatore Eye Novels & Stories

she said and I hugged my knees to my chest as I waited with her. We both woke up outside on the swing as Damon closed his truck door and I stood up as he walked up the steps. There was blood on the side of his face, his knuckles were bleeding and there was a blooming circle of blood just above his right hip that he was pressing his hand against. “What the hell… are you okay?” I asked him as I walked towards him. “I’m fine, it’s just a scratch,” he said as he glared at Kat and she looked down.

He smirked evilly. "You are out for revenge and so am I." Lord Xrysos deadpanned and saw Anderios's eyes turning black once again. Damon held the raging man's arm and stared into his eyes. Anderios calmed down, his eyes changing back to a brilliant brown color once again. "Thanks." He kissed the man's soft lips. "I have no idea how you do these things but you take the demons away from me with those eyes." Damon laughed and pushed off of Andreios only to fall into Lord Xrysos' arms.

Since Keatton was out of his sight. Robert saw how Damon’s physical appearance changed drastically. His eye bags were extensive, and he had visible black under the eye. Smelly. And he was wasted. Damon only gets him to sleep, and to fill his stomach is a bottle of beers. “I’ll fucking kill the person behind this name it Elise or Morgan or whoever the fuck he or she was,” he swore. “Blood and life would be the payment for what they caused me and from taking away my happiness and the love of my life,” said Damon. He tightened his fist and breathed heavily.

When my eyes met Harley’s, I sucked in a breath at the scarlet rings consuming his honey eyes. He wasn’t here, either. When I found Zach, his nose descending towards my core, tongue ready to taste, I found that his eyes were yellow, too. All the signs I needed that they were not in control—their beasts were. When my eyes landed on Damien, he was closer. He looked normal, just as he would any other day, only there was more emotion on his face now, than I had ever seen before.

I could tell his eyes were pasted on me as I cleaned the water from the table. Damon was also one of the most gorgeous men I’ve come across. Being a slave made my opportunities slim, so I hadn’t been able to see a lot of men. But I could tell that there wouldn’t be much out there that was more sexy than the man standing before me now. He had short jet-black hair which glittered in the morning sun that washed into the living room. His lemon eyes usually made my knees weak whenever I stared at him. To me, he was a walking piece of art.

he decided to break the silence since the other was refusing to simply just open up. Damien who had his head rested against the chairs with his eyes close fluttered his eyes opened, revealing his perfect blue eyes that shone brightly and pulled any soul in for comfort till he completely shreds you apart. He was the perfect predator, though he had the air and ruthlessness of any alpha surrounding him like a deadly aura, his eyes seem to speak differently whenever he was looking at someone and when he smiles, it eases people’s heart and pulls them close and closer and closer till he attacks his prey.

Damon’s heart softens, and he temporarily forgets everything as he cradles her in his warm embrace again. “You look amazing, my love.” “I do?” Lana asks, her unsteady voice showing traces of disbelief. Damon pats her fiery red hair affectionately, his gaze on the hole in Hunter’s chest. “I should dig out his eyes too.” he asserts darkly, immediately pulling away from Lana to do just that.

He raises his eyes brow at her indicating she repeats herself. “Your bride isn’t here, and my groom won’t be coming” it took her all her courage to remain standing infront of him without batting an eyelid. Damon takes off his sunglasses revealing a pair of deep blue eyes. This made him look even sexier, he continued staring at her intensely as if wanting to fish out the truth from her soul.

Thamer face him with his stones like body, with his elongated horns, red fury eyes and his long pointed tail. " You are not worthy to be her husband. You're selfish and a true evil!" Thamer's hoarse voice echoed in the darkness of Riverdale lake. Damon set an unusual smirk in his mouth. He sneered at him and slowly landed on the ground. He rested his black big wings down. Now, both rivals in love were facing each other. " Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth". It's a win win battle for both of them. Damon Salvatore who's thirty to power and propey and Thamer Reid who was destined to kill him just to get his first love.

I didn’t need a mirror to know their eyes were feasting. Leaning against the VVIP entrance wall, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a glass of something expensive-looking. Damon. Knew because I have seen his pictures. His eyes locked onto mine the moment I appeared. Dark. Possessive. Like he’d already decided what I was worth. “You should’ve dressed sexier if you wanted my attention.” “Excuse me?” “You got it anyway, so I would give you a reward.” What the heck is It spitting out?