Damon Salvatore Hot Novels & Stories

He asked. "No, not at all" Salvador shook his head. "I just want to gain more experience here and I heard that you treat your workers right. I want to be a palace soldier" Damon smirked. "Why? You're a man with freedom, why do you want to be a servant?" Damon isn't foolish, he knows that the man wants to be close to Daisy. He turned and gave Salvatore a look. Salvatore nodded in acknowledgement. Damon wasn't sure if he wants anyone closer to Daisy. He can't do her such favor. Period.

But he carried me through the club like he paid the rent on my body. “Put me down, you egoistic bastard!” He didn’t. Not until we were outside, in the alley outside the hotel, moonlight sharp on the streets of New York. He pinned me to a wall, one arm by my head. “How dare you?” I raged. “Let me reintroduce myself Wife,” he murmured against my ear, voice low and sinful. “I’m Damian Salvatore. Your husband. I own you in every way.” His fingers tangled in my hair while his other hand slid down to grip my throat, tight enough to freeze me, not with fear, but shock.

Alpha Damon stood up from the chair, he suddenly held my arm and drew me closer to himself, raising my chin to look at him. I wanted anything but that at that moment, an unsettling feeling in me made my eyes open in fright. I was wholly taken aback after meeting his gaze. He is the most beautiful male I have ever seen. He has a sharp jawline, muscular physique, attractive blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a small pink lips with a pointed nose to complement his spotless face and skin. His face was cold and devoid of a single smile but that made him more attractive. Alpha Damon is the definition of charming.

“Dinner out here. On the balcony. It’s better company than the walls. The night is cold, and it is only a matter of time before winter hits. And normally, that might call for no more dinner in the balcony if it is snowing. I wouldn’t mind, but I am not the one who puts the rules in this place.” “At this point, I believe that you do.” He said, making me smile. For a second, I thought he might refuse, Dominic Salvatore, the Alpha who dined behind closed doors, at a table filled with silverware that he most likely didn’t even bother using… not under the stars. But then something in his face softened, almost too subtle to catch. “Dinner on the balcony,” he repeated. “You drive a hard bargain.” “

He replied sarcastically and I bit his bottom lip harshly as payback. He gasped before pulling away to glare at me as he removed one hand from underneath me. He ran his thumb over the lip that I had bitten to check for blood. There wasn't any. "I liked that." Dominic admitted with a smirk, his eyes glazed over with pure desire and my eyebrows shot up in shock. He was so fucking handsome but devilishly beautiful at the same time and my mind couldn't grasp how badly I wanted him in that moment. I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him in for a hard kiss. I tugged on his hair and a deep baritone moan escaped him. He let me control the kiss and when I stuck my tongue into his mouth, he acce

But after all, destiny was on our side. My phone vibrates and I can see a message from June. “Don’t forget to send me pictures of you in a swimsuit, I want to see your beautiful tan and your sexy little ass.” I roll my eyes, this girl is truly incorrigible. Damon comes out of the water and comes closer to me. It looks really good as a lightweight ensemble. He must honestly consider considering a modeling career, because damn he's hot. he leans down and places his lips on mine

No interviews, photographs or personal details. Another article mentioned how he loved his private life, with only a few of his business associates knowing anything about him. The guy was loaded, but something about him was off. I scrolled further. A news article popped up, and a photograph of Damien and me from earlier today filled my screen. Real Face of Salvatore Russo Spotted With His Newly Wedded Wife, Skylar Morrison. “Welcome home, Sky.” Damien's eyes met mine as he drove through the open gate and brought the car to a halt.

The heavy steam inside the Silver Cascade Room rose up like a thick white wall, but the real heat came from the massive Alpha wolf standing behind me. Alistair Greymark reached around my front, his thick, heavy length pressing tight into the crevice of my soapy ass cheeks while his rough hands worked the herbal suds into my hair. Every single stroke of his fingers against my scalp felt like pure electric fire, sending wild sparks straight down my spine to the tight, aching core of my male omega body.

Walking away from her after saving her from the creep at the bar… Because I knew that no good could come out of me intruding in her life. I was Lorenzo Salvatore. The thirty-two year old Capo of the Italian fucking Mafia. And tonight… I let my guard down. I allowed a woman who I never met before, to possess me, rock my world in ways that I never imagined before. She was so different from other women. So different to what I’d had before. I was just about to leave the club with my friend Ricky, but when I walked past the staircase, I’d heard screaming. And it was no mistaking that they were Amber’s screams.

Don Salvatore was a very decent man and no matter how Allan tried, he couldn’t get anything to complicate him. He bowed slightly in appreciation to Casper before turning his attention to Cassandra, captured by her extraordinary features, as he bowed to her slightly before extending his hand for a dance. As soon as they joined hands and began to dance to the tune of the guest singer, background information about Salvatore began to play and everyone realized that he owned the biggest casinos in Las Vegas. “Thank you, Don Salvatore,” Casper said as soon as his timer beeped, showing that the one minute was done. Cassandra was relieved. Don Salvatore was a gentleman but her heart was already take