Damon Salvatore Vampire Novels & Stories

“I swear, Damien, that day will be the end of your life. I’ll make sure it’s the worst death you’ve ever known.” His voice dropped to a venomous whisper, each word a dagger. “Don’t even think about running,” he continued, eyes boring into mine like they could reach into my soul and rip it out. “You, of all people, should know I, Salvatore, show no mercy. Even if you hide in the deepest hole, I will fish you out. I will end your entire line.” The threat was both primal and precise—a promise that echoed through my bones. “Don’t try to play me, don’t mess with me, Damien. I repeat—don’t dare me.”

He had a proud Roman nose, a mess of curly hair that hung just above his eyes, high cheekbones, and soft lips that women in the bar would probably die to kiss. Seriously, this is the man I get worried about? “Montreal.” Salvatore smiles. The heavy and thick Italian accent rolls his tongue. He quickly stands up from the couch he sat on and moves forward with one arm extended, ready for a handshake. “I’m glad we wouldn't be stood up tonight. I prepared a feast.” Damon joked, clapping his palm on his shoulder. I stay back a little, letting the two indulge in their reunion even though I know they’ve just seen each other at the engagement.

he roars, his eyes wild with rage. Sylvie steps out from behind the curtains, her presence a confusing addition to the chaos. Damon’s face shifts from confusion to recognition, his rage turning toward her. “You? You did this?” Damon leaps at Sylvie, his anger turning him into a force of nature. But just as he is in midair, Dane appears, his knife gleaming in the dim light. With a sickening twist, he drives the knife into Damon’s heart. Damon falls to the ground, his blood mingling with Sophia’s.

"You're right. Safety might be relative in your situation. But you're not actively being hurt right now. That's a start." "Is it?" Luca looked at her directly. "Because I feel like I'm just waiting for the next bad thing to happen. I feel like this is temporary and any moment someone's going to drag me back to....." His voice cracked. "I can't do this." "Yes, you can. You already are." Downstairs, Dante's phone buzzed. Unknown number. He answered it anyway. "Dante Salvatore." The voice on the other end was heavily accented Russian. "This is Viktor Kozlov. I believe we need to have a conversation."

I couldn't help hiding my smile. "Well," Sarah said as she turned to Serin, "that's new, isn't it?" "Very new." Serin agreed. "It looks like Sol finds a special and interesting girl. By the way, where did he find you?" For me, this pure-blooded vampire was also a special pure-blooded vampire, like Sol, who was not interested in my blood or human blood. "The hotel. I was working at the ball when he… Well, he kind of saved my life actually. He invited me to be his assistant," I answered his question friendly.

The room filled with loud gagging sounds and his deep moans. “Fuck yesss… that’s it. Swallow around my cock. Milk it with your throat. Ohh yess, you’re such a perfect little cocksucker.” Elena’s eyes streamed with tears but she kept sucking eagerly, her head bobbing as much as his grip allowed. Her sore pussy throbbed with every thrust he made into her mouth. “I’m getting close,” Damon warned, breathing hard. “I’m going to feed you every drop of my cum. You’re going to swallow it all like a good girl. Ready?”

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

Anyway, I'm Damon Salvatore, I'm a demon vampire leech on any man's body years by years and I finally came back to find the granddaughter of my beloved Isabelle. "I'm coming my dear Diana!", I whispered as I started to walked inside the campus. Ps. Damon Salvatore is a hybrid demon vampire. He possesses the magic of invisibility and could perform mind travel concentration.

Damon's deep commanding voice rumbles with a menacing growl as he tightens his grip on the vampire's throat. Coughing, the vampire chuckles dryly. “Must you accept her as your mate? Do you even know who she truly is?” Damon tightens his grip on the vampire's throat, his dark eyes flashing with a lethal warning. “You underestimate the consequences of underestimating me.” he snarls coldly, and with a swift and powerful move, he rips out the vampire's heart, ending his life before he can say any more irritating words. The lifeless body crumples to the ground, and Damon turns to Lana with a protective stance. “Are you alright?”

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.