Damon Torrance Book Novels & Stories

A page where Darian had scribbled some words came to view. "She is like a drug… And I'm addicted." Damian raised a brow in interest, as he slowly picked the book up. "There you are, bastard brother of mine. Keep the book down." A voice boomer behind him.

“And I don’t know how I’m going to survive. I have no money. My father doesn’t even support me, instead he has his dear son bossing me around and ruining my life.” Damon’s gaze didn’t waver. “I came here to take you. Let’s go.” Before I could argue, he took my hand and led me outside. His grip was steady, firm, as though he wasn’t going to let me fall apart no matter how much I wanted to. He opened the car door for me, then slid in beside me. The drive was silent. I was drowning in my own thoughts, and he seemed just as lost in his. Finally, the car slowed, pulling into a private estate. My eyes widened at the sight of a stunning house nestled among manicured gardens. For a moment, I thought

He's intentionally written out to be like this. He will literally be the worst person I've probably ever written (compared to the male leads of my previous stories) think of this story as reading about the villain instead of the hero. The next chapter will explore how deeply manipulating he can be in order to bend Zara to his own needs and wants through sexual desire and fear. - - - Please vote and comment and let me know how y'all feel!! I PURPLE YOU <3

"Don't you worry yourself about that, little witch." It was clear that Tor hadn't stopped thinking about the revenge he would enact on Damion since he kidnapped me. He wasn't alone. All I could think about was how to stop Damion and his insane plans to exterminate innocent people. But Tor was right, we could talk about Damion when we got back to Alder.

"I already mentioned that you I partnered up on the new book? Well, I'm thinking there's going to be an attraction. maybe the one woman in the bookstore is right and the poor guy can really experience the joys and torments of a love affair. — Torments? I knew that, even if he didn't realize it, Damien identified with Kalti. And Damien had just embarked on a... Well, maybe it wasn't a love affair, because it was just one thing at a time... Yet even so, what did he mean by torments? He is I shared some joys, and maybe I annoyed him from time to time, but torment was a strong word. “I could give her a dress with buttons down the front. - Your eyes

” Skye ~”For a guy that runs a tech company, you surely know nothing. Damon ~”Baby I don't give a shit about these stupid websites, I have never needed to use them.” Skye ~”Well normal girls like we do.” Damon ~”Did you find the other two girls?” Skye ~”This is another photo of Tori. She is also squeaky clean. She has two brothers. Both her parents are dead. She has a degree in marketing but is passionate about photography. She is vibrant and enjoys being out and about. She has a very bubbly personality.”

The toast is burning. I turn off the toaster. We eat burnt toast and drink coffee and no one talks about the butter. --- That night, I find Damon in the study. He is sitting at his desk. The notebook is open. The blue one. The leather one. The one with the handwriting I did not read. He closes it when I walk in. "You do not have to close it," I say. "I know." "Then why did you." "Because I am not ready for you to see it."

" He shouted at him. Damon became angry and a sudden earthquake hit the ground. " Dad, mom hold on!" Adoneram called them while all of them are holding each other's hands together. All of them keep screaming as Damon used his power to defeat Thamer. Stark heard the commotion inside Reid's house so he can check his daughter inside. He made a peek and his eyes widened as he saw a black moving smoke with red eyes flying in the air. He howls to called for his packs to come over and save them.

I watch as the book disappears, sitting up I stare at Damon. “This shit? Why are you reading trash like this, it’s for women who can’t get laid and need to read it to get the experience.” A laugh escapes my mouth. “Apparently, I can’t get laid!” He stares at me shocked, silence filling the space between us. “Why don’t you just stop? Leave me alone, and stop talking to me? Go home Damon, and wait for my real Daddy to come home.” He should, he doesn’t want to do it again, fine, but there is no need to be on my back. I hold out my hand waiting, watching as he hands the book back to me. “Cheers. This is better than any reality I have had so far.” His eyes widen, a low growl escapes his throat as

At the University gate, Evarius says to Tasha, “Can I talk to you, separately?” “Sure.” Damion says, "I'll see you inside," to Tasha, and walks in. * Tasha turns to Evarius and says, “Yes?” “You think Damion will give you the book?” “I don’t see why he won’t. Unless there is something fishier to it that you are not telling me.” “No, there isn’t. It’s the instruction manual. It will tell you how things have to be done. That’s it.” “Then, of course, Damion will give it to me.”