Damon Salvatore Vampire Novels & Stories

“Like hell he will. You’re the only heir to our family, You’re going to risk your life for hers? She stays and we are going to go home like the witch said, end of story.” Of course he was going to say that. Any chance he got to put me down, Salvador’s uncle didn’t miss it. In fact he took it to heart. Through her spell, Freya pulled everyone closer to the fiery pit of hers. And we were too close for my liking. “I’m your Alpha Danny, take your Luna away from here now!” Salvador roared making Danny flinch. He grabbed my hand, having no other option but to obey. I struggled against him. I wasn’t going to let him die because of me.

he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

Hunter, looking unsure, nevertheless followed suit, biting her shoulder softly. Her cry of sheer agony at the contact was a stab to my core, a sound I'd do anything to prevent. Yet, this was the path we had to walk, a cruel tradition that marked her introduction into this world. My role now was to minimize the pain, to ensure that these were the only marks she would bear tonight, and to remind her through it all that she was under my protection, now and always. Dominic, the vampire I've always loathed the most here, approached with a smug look in his eyes. "I want a taste," he declared, eyeing Jo with a predatory gaze.

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

another council member told me, he had curly black hair, his eyes were grey, I just smirked and told him to try and compel Damon, he did, he tried to compel Damon into assisting my arrest but Damon did not listen, I laughed at them as they stared angrily. "Now, what to do with the three of you?" I said in my best evil voice, Damon smirked squinting his eyes, looking sexy, you know the way he always does (a.n, if you've never watched vampire diaries you should G****e Damon Salvatore, he is a character played by Ian Somerhalder, he is by far the sexiest vampire ever) "Maybe compel them to lock themselves in the dungeon?" Damon suggested, the three council members looked scared, I tapped my chi

I wanted to vomit. Damon had done this. There was no mistaking it. “My King?” One of the men holding me left me and walked toward Damon who was sitting still by a corner, his hands covered with blood. His stare made me uncomfortable as I couldn’t tell whether he was still in his right mind or not. What if he was just resting from his killing spree and would soon snap again? He looked more like a savage at that moment than the man that was my mate. Slowly, he got up and began to walk to me. I swallowed, falling back and realizing all the other men who had brought me in there had disappeared. I shut my eyes, praying he would remember who I was and not hurt me.

"Most people have already left. There are specifics that Father and Cavallaro need to go over with Salvatore Vitiello. Now there is just Damon and his group." I peered through the gap and had a clear view of the throng of chairs gathered around the fireplace. With his legs crossed and a glass of Scotch in his hand, Damon relaxedly rested against the fireplace's marble ledge. He was sitting next to his brother Matteo, who had his legs apart and a wolfish grin on his face. During dinner, they had called Romero, the second bodyguard, and Cesare to sit in the other recliners. Romero appeared to be around 18 years old, which is the same age as Matteo. By social norms, they are hardly men, but n

He said and with a blink of an eye he shot a substance, which looks like black shards into Derek's chest near his heart. And once again every one gasped. "Balian's assemble!." He shouted . Immediately. More like ' Avengers assemble ' I shifted my gaze to Derek who was now in so much pain. I broke down. I wondered why, I'm to be like the other people in the hall, with their faces showing zero emotions. But still their next in line they should be crying. Anyways always heard that vampires are heartless. Wonder if that is true.

Chapter 6: Blood and Silence "There have been recent killings in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm clashed with rogue werewolves, who killed every vampire on the land. Now the lands remain barren with blood and bones, decaying." Carson said, looking at the Primus, who sat on the throne. His eyes were dark, bloody dark. There was no sign of white or colored pupils in them. His jet-black hair accentuated the curve of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a knife, as if you could slice an onion with it. His lips, full and red, made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin god. The god Kanchelsis must

Nico just scoffed, "Believe me, Xander, I'm pretty sure you can lie out of this one, plus Layla may be a Bronwyn but she's not a genius." My brows furrowed as he said that. She must be the Lord's daughter. I didn't even know he had a daughter. "I heard my name!" An unfamiliar voice sang out. All three of us turned our heads to the left to see who said it. A blonde vampire strut towards us, smiling as we all looked at her. Xander quickly sat up straighter as she approached. I leaned back against Nico out of nervousness, but couldn't help but look over her features.