Novel & Cerita Damon Salvatore Vampire Eyes

I had never seen the man before, I only heard things about him but I have seen his photos but this time it wasn’t a photo he was here. He pulled his eyes away from me and then his eyes went around the area as if he was watching for some kind of threat. I pulled my eyes away grabbing the drink on the table as I glumped it down as my eyes rolled back to the man watching me. Unlike what I have heard of him , he was tall, maybe a six foot-four or a six foot-five and somehow when he looked at me I melted. He was hot like a real Ian somerholder____Damon Salvatore.

The bitter cold that followed nearly froze his bones, and tears escaped his eyelids. Suddenly, everything stopped—for a second. Rayven opened his eyes to see the raging wind now swirling in circles around him and Damon. Damon’s eyes were a darker shade of black. Rayven’s heart thudded erratically in his chest. His face paled like that of a ghost, and even his limbs trembled—Damon looked too terrifying. His eyes were a darker shade of black and he stared at him with a soul piercing glare.

My head snaps in the direction it came from and my eyes land on a handsome man with the exact shade of dark green eyes as Heidi and Harlow. Samael clenches his fist, and I rest my hand on his leg in an attempt to keep him calm. The vampire, I assume to be Damien Nightshade, pushes his chair back and uses his speed to fly around the table, appearing at my side. Dimitri, Seth, and Samael all stand immediately, crowding around me protectively. Damien sneers down at me, his face contorting into a look of pure hatred, “tell me, my queen, did you enjoy ripping out my brother's heart? Did those two little whores fill your pretty head with lies about him?”

Alessia will not casually spill Federico's secret of being an immortal vampire to anyone—let alone the dumb mortal girl who dares to force herself into Federico's home. But Federico does not nod or even look grateful at Alessia. In fact, his brow is beginning to droop low—almost as if he is displeased. "Hailey is my possession. You are not break what is mine," Federico replies. Alessia laughs without any joy. "You can find another servant to replace her. She isn't worth keeping when she's already so defective." Then Federico does the unimaginable. He walks up to Hailey and grabs her by the wrist. The poor, idiot girl startles, but Federico has supernatural strength—one of the perks of being

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

"I still believe you haven't murdered your wife, but I can't even ignore Damon's confession. I'll talk to you about it. " She turns her eyes back to Liam. On the other hand, Liam also looks at Samantha while giving her an evil smile. "You Liam Salvatore, I won't leave you. After all, you've misbehaved with me. " "I’m leaving you tonight, but tomorrow I’ll teach you a lesson." Next morning. Damon comes out of the room after being freshened up. His feet automatically stop as his eyes find Liam in front of him. Damon also never gets confused between Liam and Aaron. The main difference between them is their eye colour, and second, there is a dragon tattoo on Liam's arm.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

“I’ve missed you so goddamn much.” “Sheesh! It’s been like weeks. Are you getting needy, vamp?” I looked up at him. It was necessary with me standing tall and proud at five foot three and him at six foot two. Damon’s eyes turned to creepy vamp eyes, all pupil and little white. “Yes, doll. I think I am. I told you the last time, I want you all to myself. And then you simply disappear on me.” His sharp nails dug into my arms. I won’t lie, he weirded me out with his eyes all shark-like. “I thought you were sweet talking me. You know. Pillow talk?”

Damon saw us first. I watched the exact second the cold, calculated executive mask slipped completely off Damon’s face. His dark eyes locked onto Vincenzo’s hand on my waist, and his expression transformed into something horrifying, a look of pure, unadulterated savagery. There was no PR strategy left in his posture. No stock market play. Just a predator realizing someone had laid a hand on what belonged to him.

Zach’s voice penetrated my silent prayer, “and it’s just going to be a piece of cake for you because you’ll think of how he captured you and kept you locked away for so long—“ “No!” I screamed, tears spilling down my eyes now. “I won’t do it!” “Fuck’s sake, bitch!” He yelled, grabbing my hair viciously. “You’re asking to be killed, you know!” “Iris, Iris,” Damon called, with an urgency in his tone. “Look at me.” I tore my eyes open to look at him, the tears gushing out in torrents now. “Damon,” I whispered, my voice coming out muffled.