Damon-salvatore Gif Novels & Stories

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."

Some dropped their thumbs at us while the rest uttered profanity for being a team of losers. His name is Damon Salvador. Apart from that he is the son of the King of the vampires, Damon is the most arrogant, ruthless, and self-centered vampire I have ever known. Degrading, humiliating, and ruining someone's life is his best fortë since he could not kill someone's life as well. Our team hates him to the deepest part of our souls. Those vampires who are not well aware of his attitude being the worst will basically end up giving up their own lives. But the four of us are already accustomed to his treat and tricks. His team was also assigned to New York.

“Then you decided to keep coming after me. You couldn’t let me go, could you? You had to keep talking, keep trying to make trouble. And now…” He smiled, a slow, dangerous smile that made my stomach turn. “Now I have to remind you who I am. I have to remind you that I am Damien Salvatore. I have to remind you what my family is. I have to remind you of your place.” He leaned in so close I could feel his breath against my cheek. “You’re not even a real Blackwater. And I guess that’s why you act the way you do. But here’s the thing.....” He straightened suddenly, towering over me like a judge delivering a sentence.

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.”

He wanted the attempts on his and the Danvers family life to stop tonight, and he was going to make sure of that. Salvatore, who appeared relaxed in his office chair, observed Liam closely. He couldn't help but be impressed by Liam's composure. The way Liam sat there, looking carefree despite knowing the potential danger he was in, made Salvatore wonder about his thoughts and intentions. He finally remarked, "You seem smart, Mr. Danvers."

"When you ask me that, I usually don't know what to say." "What's your full name?" "Damon Salvatore," He said with a smile. "Italian, huh," I nodded at him with a smile. I knew. He had the features. The trim figure, olive skin, dark hair, characteristic razor sharp jawline, aquiline nose and lastly, the natural charm and charisma. "I can see why," No wonder he had this pull. He exuded so much confidence. He didn't even have to act it. It was a part of him.

Damian. 'Can I... record this?' ***