Novel & Cerita Damon Salvatore Funny Quotes

There was a hole to indicate that a bullet was launched inside the flesh. "There is a bullet inside," I said more to myself while I rummaged through the kit to find something I could take it out with. "Isn't that a good thing?" Dominic said. Goodness, the guy still had a shred of a sense of humor even under these circumstances. "I'm glad you find it funny. I'm gonna take it out." I said with more confidence than I was feeling. "Go easy on me." Was this one of his jokes or was Dominic letting himself be vulnerable to me?

I shut my eyes as his words penetrated me, causing a dangerous storm. My blood boiled in anger as his laughter filled my ears. He was lucky that he was a part of me, if not, I would have chopped off his head. No one dared make fun of sensitive topics like this, not after studying the expression on my face. “Damon, the horny bastard. He can never change. He is always hard.” He erupted into another series of laughter again. “By the way, how is our pup? Hope he is kicking and hope you haven't bored a hole in his head with your fat cock.” Dax was the first to laugh, before Devin.

I would forever have regrets about it and a shitload of student debt. "Journalism? Is that something you like doing?" He asked and I felt him start to stroke my hair. We were cuddling like a couple and it started to unnerve me but I kept my composure. "No but I don't really have a choice. The lights have to stay on." I murmured. "So you're broke." He deadpanned and I removed my head from his chest to glare at him. He was blunt but it was also very true. "Utterly fucked is a better way to put it but I'm doing okay right now. Kind of. Hey, maybe I should actually start to sell my nudes or pictures of my feet. Men live for that shit." I said nodding my head. Dominic chuckled.

“You’re walking funny today. Sore, are we?” Elena’s face burned. “I’m fine. What do you need?” Damon’s lips curved into a cold smile. “I need you to stop pretending you didn’t cum like a slut on my fingers in that alley. Sit down and take notes.” All day he was worse than usual , more demanding. But every time she bent over to grab a file, his eyes devoured her ass. Every time she crossed her legs, he stared at her thighs like he wanted to spread them right there.

"Who says I'm not happy? Who says I don't like my life just the way it is? Why does everyone keep hounding me about fated mate this, fated mate that? Who says I can't live my life without Damien? Who days I need that arrogant motherfucker to be happy?" By the end of Dominic's tirade, I was smiling so hard. Then I burst out laughing because he was so incredibly talented at bluffing and putting up a front, I would have believed him if I hadn't known better. I would have bought it hook, line and sinker if it wasn't for my own personal experience. "Francesca, what are you laughing for? Did I say something funny?"

After classes were over , i told Dona about everything, about Damon Sorrentino , the interview , the investment . " Damon Sorrentino!? Seriously!? "she said in a loud tone . "Yes ... why?"i asked her . " He's like the hottest man ever , he's handsome , sexy , rich and perfect "she said . " Of course you would say that " i said ; "Anyway i should get going I don't wanna be late "

“Here. I'm Damon. Wanna tell me your name or should I name you coffee?” I giggled, fiddling with his card. “Coffee sounds great.” “Hell yeah, it does. Which is why, rather than have you pay for dry cleaning, you could treat me to another cup of these? Deal?” That sly man. It was hilarious in a way, but also felt good. “You know I can just pay to have you another cup, right?” “You could…” He shrugged, “But what's the fun in that?” True. “Fun…” my voice trailed. “That word definitely sounds exhilarating. I'll follow you up on that, Damian.”

Damien asked in a sarcastic tone. "You do not have to be mean" Sam said in a fake cry voice. "I was just saying"

It felt like… something safe. “I still don’t understand how you can eat toast without butter,” I said suddenly, turning my head to look at him. He raised one eyebrow slowly and turned his face toward me. “It’s not that strange.” “It is strange,” I said with a small laugh. “Toast without butter is just… sad bread.” Salvatore gave a short laugh. It was rare to hear him laugh like that,soft, relaxed. “Sad bread? You’re dramatic.” I smiled and shrugged. “Okay, but explain. Why do you hate butter?”

Tajsa ~ “Oh, you are so scratching where it should not be itching.” Damon ~ “Believe me; I already have an itch that needs some attention.” Tajsa ~ “Really? What kind of attention?” Damon ~ “The one that needs to be in you.” Tajsa ~ “Then why don't you drop that pants and bring them on over here.” I drop my pants and walk on over to her. Tajsa ~ “Damn Damon, I was joking.” Damon ~ “Fuck your face is an absolute classic.” Tajsa ~ “When on earth did you get so buff?”