Damon Salvatore Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

,Damon laughed. "I never had her as a mate not now not ever she was trying to throw herself at me I refused her and now here we are. I only want Hannah Cross and I will always want her. This is just a waste of all of our time",Damon sits arms crossed. "so you never promised Lindsay anything?",was asked. "never have never will",his mom looked angry. "Damon think good and hard",his mom said watching her son. "mom I only want Hannah and you know this. I won't change my mind so please stop this. I know you been down seeing them and making promises to them all but I'm never leaving Hannah for Lindsay so just stop",Vivian scoffed.

She looked like a sacrifice laid out on an altar, waiting to be claimed. "Brother," Damon said, his voice rough and strained. "This girl is going to be the end of us." "I agree," Damian replied, though his eyes never left Eve's sleeping form. His cock was already hardening in his pants, responding to the visual and the scent filling the room.

Savannah held her chest, feigning hurt. "Ouch! That hurt," She said, frowning. "Why do you say so?" She asked. Damien sighed. He could already feel a headache coming on. When he was coming outside, he had no idea that this pest of a human would show up. If only he had known, he would have stayed locked up in his room. "Look, Savannah, let me make this clear for you," He said, taking two steps closer to her; his height towering over her. "I cannot ever love you. You have never ever crossed my mind. I have only looked at you as a friend and that is all."

“We are going to do a lot of naughty things together, so brace up. You can’t be embarrassed every time I talk about something intimate.” Damon was an interesting character. We’d only known each other for two weeks but it felt like we’d known each other forever with how free he was with me. That was also what he was asking of me; to be as free with him as he was with me. “Tell me you’ll stop getting embarrassed.” “I’ll try.” “Good girl.” I was oddly flattered by his praise. “Because when I do fuck you, my name will be the only thing in your mouth and I don’t want you to think back on it and have cheeks that would be as red as your ass.”

The ruthless and dangerous man that every woman had fucked and everyone was literally afraid of, he was different, softer and she could guess that it was probably because of her. Damon walked quickly out of his office and down the hall before he would say the thing that was at the top of his tongue which was that he loved her and wanted them together as true husband and wife and not ones bound by a contract, he wanted her in very way and it did not matter that her father had given her up as a debt. He was brought out of his thoughts by his phone ringing, it was Santos and this could only mean one thing. “We have him, boss at the ninth warehouse.”

Damon "I'm sorry, Alpha,"he apologized repeatedly. I can't count the number of times he apologized. It deems his conscience is disturbing him. He has been begging me since I'd left the pack. "O think it's better if you stop apologizing to me. The deed has been done. You'd sex with your sister who's my mate,"I said, trying not to show how angry I'm. It's really unbelievable that Desmond's lost sister turned out to be Aurelia. It's really disheartening that he thought she was his mate, and had sex with her.

"If you touch a hair on her head or even a single nail on her fingers, you shall be sorry you were born in the first place." Lucian wasn't afraid of Damien's threat. In fact, he had expected that and more. What was even more laughable was that he was still here demanding to save her when he was the one who shoved her into the mess in the first place. Lucian's laughter was starting to grate on Damien's nerves. He didn't like him laughing, and he wished he could erase all traces of the smile on his face. "Your so-called mate her a lot of potential, and I am sure you're aware of that. I studied everything from afar before coming to you. Do you think I was ever interested in her? I wanted her po

“You should thank me. At least someone cares enough to check on you.” He exhaled through his nose, looking away. “Did you call Dami?” I blinked. “For what?” “The news. The attack.” I rolled my eyes and turned back to the stove. “Please. She’s fine. She always is. Probably milking sympathy already.” Doman’s tone hardened. “You’re heartless.” “And you’re pretending,” I shot back. “Let’s not act like you actually care. We both know your relationship with her is for revenge, not love."

“Like hell he will. You’re the only heir to our family, You’re going to risk your life for hers? She stays and we are going to go home like the witch said, end of story.” Of course he was going to say that. Any chance he got to put me down, Salvador’s uncle didn’t miss it. In fact he took it to heart. Through her spell, Freya pulled everyone closer to the fiery pit of hers. And we were too close for my liking. “I’m your Alpha Danny, take your Luna away from here now!” Salvador roared making Danny flinch. He grabbed my hand, having no other option but to obey. I struggled against him. I wasn’t going to let him die because of me.

I guess you could say she was a house help, but I could tell that she meant so much more to the family. My parents doted on her and did most things on their own anyway, in fact, it seemed like they kept her here as more of a companion than a help. "So, who lives next door?" I questioned as we waited for some parfait, curiosity of the man I had seen earlier getting to me. "Next door?" My mother looked at me confused for a second before her eyes lit up in realization. "Is that Damon Anderson? Yes, well a young man by name of Damon crowther Anderson he visits here once in a while, he lives next door."