Damon Salvatore Quote Novels & Stories

" Linny usually gets me a bucket or something" Damian retreated his hand "Oh I see". It wasn't long before Linny came back. "Thank goodness you're here. she needs to use the bathroom" Damian said returning his arms to his hips in an akimbo. "Is there anything you can't do, Mr Damian?" she asked. There was a twinkle in her eye. Why did she always do this? Damian wondered. He understood her sarcastic remark.

For us. "You listen to me, you son of a bitch," Damian snarled, his voice laced with fury. "I will find you. And I will make you pay. I will tear you apart piece by piece." "I'd like to see you try," Adrian said, unfazed. "But first, you're going to do something for me. You're going to sign over Salvatore Corp to me. All of it. And in exchange, I might... and I mean might... let her live. The baby on the other hand… let’s hope we are in a good mood when it's all over. If you try to contact the police. Or if you try to be a hero. She dies. Slowly. And you will listen to it all. Do we have a deal?"

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."

Samantha To say I am scared is an understatement, I am freaking out like crazy. Having both of their pressure pressing down my shoulders is weakening in a sense that I hate. I was okay when it was just Maximo that crazy bastard, giving me pressure, but Santino too, damn. While Maximo tends to talk a lot, Santino is definitely a man of a few words and when he talks he means business. These brothers are simply the worst. I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face.

she demanded, her voice trembling but defiant. Damien didn’t answer. His knuckles were white against the steering wheel, his jaw tight. After a long, suffocating silence, Elena laughed bitterly. “Mr. Salvatore,” she said mockingly, “aren’t you contradicting yourself? You once told me a woman like me didn’t deserve to sit in your car. Aren’t you afraid I’ll dirty it?” His eyes flicked toward her, glacial and unreadable. “You still haven’t learned when to keep quiet,” he said in a low, dangerous tone.

Antonio nodded his head and looked at Angelo . " Angelo , don't you have something to say ? " said Antonio with a smile . " I......I.......I am very sorry for what happened . Thank you very much for saving me . " said Angelo with his cheeks blushing a little . " I am happy that you are unscratched . You don't need to feel sorry . Men who can't bear pain aren't called men . This thing here , is just proof of me being quite strong . " said Damian . " .......But......I am also a man . " said Angelo sulking a bit .

"You think I'm the villain here? Look around you. The world is already on the brink of collapse. I'm simply giving it a push in the right direction." James took a step closer, his laptop still in hand. "And you think killing millions is the answer?" Salvatore's gaze shifted to James, his tone sharp. "Collateral damage. Sacrifices must be made for the greater good." Sophia felt a surge of anger rise within her. "You're no savior. You're a monster." Salvatore's smile returned, cold and unfeeling. "Say what you will. But in the end, history will remember me as the one who had the courage to do what needed to be done."

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.”

Now, he was beginning to sound like a secretary who was fed up with his employer's shit. "I should've left with my damsel when I had the chance. You're lucky Sarah here is such a darling...No...wait..." He backtracked through his words. "Did I just say 'darling'? I take that back. She's a monster." He placed a huge amount of emphasis on the last word. Damon's eyebrows quirked up in confusion. "What are you even saying?” "Fine, don't believe me. But let me warn you...Never, and I mean never touch her Nutella....otherwise, you'd better get ready to play hide and seek with flying knives."

- Damon replied. - Do you think we can make it? Defeat Salvadore and the others?- Selene asked, hugging him. - I'll do it for sure. I won't let any of them come closer to you for even a centimetre, especially Salvadore. I won't let him go alive... He will die by my hand, I swear.- Damon replied, putting his arm around and hugging her back.