Damon-salvatore Gif Novels & Stories

I had faith that Dane could and would. The man chuckled once more and remarked, “If you believe so.” He shook his head while still laughing and added, “He was unable to rescue Selena. How will he save you?” Then he slapped my ass. I let out a yelp, and fury burned through me. He was the one who killed Dane’s mate. “You bastard!” I sent a blow on the side of his head with all my strength, causing us to lose our balance and fall onto the cold forest floor.

“But sir, do you think you and Arya can be… married couples? She still doesn’t know who you are.” Sir Damien stopped in front of the door, his hands already on the door knob. “But I know who she is. My first love. Stop the questions. She’s not home now. Go yourself, get your young master a wife.” As he walked out, his driver, standing outside the Lamborghini pushed the honk button then bowed. “Sir Damien, where do you want to be?” “At Northern Eclipse university.” He sighed, getting in. He saw the Butler leave the room and wave, as his Lamborghini dashed out of the compound.

He had a proud Roman nose, a mess of curly hair that hung just above his eyes, high cheekbones, and soft lips that women in the bar would probably die to kiss. Seriously, this is the man I get worried about? “Montreal.” Salvatore smiles. The heavy and thick Italian accent rolls his tongue. He quickly stands up from the couch he sat on and moves forward with one arm extended, ready for a handshake. “I’m glad we wouldn't be stood up tonight. I prepared a feast.” Damon joked, clapping his palm on his shoulder. I stay back a little, letting the two indulge in their reunion even though I know they’ve just seen each other at the engagement.

He wasn’t even halfway through when Damian suddenly spoke. “Salvo.” The driver paused. Damian had already pulled out his phone. He scrolled quickly before holding the screen in front of the man. “Was it this man?” The driver looked closely. Then nodded immediately. “Yes.” “That’s him.” The name meant nothing to me. So I turned to Damian. “Who is Salvo?” Damian’s expression hardened slightly. “One of Victor’s men.” Silence filled the small store. For a moment, none of us spoke. Then I thanked the men for their time and walked back to the car.

Damien slowly stood up and walked to Alex on the alter, he smiled at him and stretched his hand for a handshake. “Hello, my name is Damien Robbin, the man from Salado.” He said with a smile and Alex could hear his own heartbeat.

But Damon just smiled, his eyes glinting with ruthlessness. "I'm afraid it's not negotiable, Mr. Kendrick," he said. "Either you agree to my terms, or we walk away." Kendrick's face paled, but he nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Okay, deal." Damon smiled, feeling a rush of triumph. He stood up, his eyes never leaving Kendrick's face. "Welcome to the team, Mr. Kendrick," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure we'll have a very... profitable relationship."

Those types of rings smashing into your face will do that. The other security man stops in his tracks. Damon glares at him, wild-eyed, chest heaving. “You next, fucker?” As he pumps his fists open and shut. The whole room gives him clearance, and I hear a lot of shocked noises. “No,” I snap before the other can move. My voice cuts sharp. “Leave it.” Damon isn’t bluffing. Security backs off. Damon’s savage grin widens. He points straight at me. “There she is. My runaway wife. Tell them, Savannah. About how I beat you. About how you were the poor little victim.”

“ Daddy ! “ said Angelo rushing towards them . He grabbed Damian’s arm and pulled him . “ Please don’t be angry with my daddy today Damian . I wanna swim with you . Join me ! “ said Angelo . “ ….Saved by your little kid once again . “ said Damian with a smirk . “ He is my angel . “ said Antonio with a proud smile after his son got him away from Damian’s claws . They walked to the pool and Antonio sat down at their place . When they took off their shirts , Antonio gulped a little when he saw the strong abs of Damian . ‘ What great abs….. ‘ thought Antonio with an amazed expression . Damian’s skin was clear and his abs were like a living sculpture . All the other people around them turned thei

He says to the man, who is most probably Damon, the supposed vet. The man looks at Itzel once and when she nods at him, he sticks out of his hand for him to shake. "Hi, Good morning. I am Damon Valet. I am a vet and the best friend of this fine lady here." He introduces himself to Dmitri. Best friend, huh? Dmitri scoffs internally at him but shakes his offered hand nonetheless with a very tight smile. They walk into a room which seems like it belongs to a teen boy, and there lays the poor puppy on a beanbag with a soft blanket wrapped around him. "Itsi has told me what all you did for this poor baby. Thank you so much, Mr. Taylor. I can't even tell what would have happened if he had not got

Others hadn’t. Salvatore raised his hand and pointed. “Damon, step forward.” Gasps filled the room. Damon was a tall young man with wide shoulders and clear eyes. He looked shocked. “M-me?” Damon asked. “Yes,” Salvatore said. “You’ve worked hard. You’ve been loyal. And you’ve shown me that you care about this pack.” Damon slowly walked forward. He looked nervous. “I don’t know if I deserve this,” Damon said softly. “You do,” Salvatore replied. “And if anyone wants to challenge it, speak now.”