Novel & Cerita Damon Vampire Diaries Quotes

The sheer audacity of Damon's actions elicits a fiery response from Asher, his voice booming with righteous anger. "How could you kill someone like that?" Asher's voice reverberates, each word punctuated with an intensity that sends shivers down their spines. The accusation hangs in the air, casting a dark shadow over their once-unbreakable bond. Damon, overwhelmed by guilt and shame, raises his voice in protest, attempting to explain his actions. His words spill forth, a desperate attempt to justify the unthinkable. He insists that it was an accident, an unwanted outcome that he never intended. But his feeble attempts to absolve himself fall on deaf ears.

I was about to yell at him when I saw Alexander lift my dad who was still unconscious in his arms. "Don't hurt him!" I yelled as he looks at me. “don't you think it's too late for that? Next time, behave" he shot back before disappearing out of sight again .I was about to start crying and hurling curses when David spoke. “He's taking him back, he will be fine . just calm down.” he mumbled . This is what I hate about Vampires. They never have any remorse or regret. I kept silent as he guided me back inside. Franklin was waiting for us near the staircase.

I could barely keep the shaking from my voice as I fired back. “I never asked you to accept anything,” I snapped, forcing each word out through clenched teeth. “I never needed your approval. Just go.” He let out a bitter laugh, one without any real humor—cold, hard, and full of cruelty. “You really believed I’d ever claim a rogue slut as my mate?” The insult slapped the breath from my lungs. “Damon!” Dante’s voice cracked through the moment like thunder, his eyes wide with disbelief, his tone sharp with warning. But it was as though he hadn’t even spoken.

I tilted my head slowly, savoring every word, letting the smile curl my lips. “When did you become a stammerer, Darren. You had no problem talking when you told my mate that you wanted my babies dead. You had no problem laughing while you kicked her and watched her bleed. You had no problem calling yourself a god when you dropped the dirt on my chest. But now your words shake. Now you repeat yourself. Now you look at me like you cannot believe what you see.” “Do not mock me, Damon. Do not act like you are immortal. I am the immortal one!. I put you down once and I can do it again. You think crawling out of the dirt makes you untouchable. It does not.

“Do you have exceptional swordsmanship?” “Can you shapeshift?” “How come you don't burn to a crisp in the sun?” “Can you control the weather?” “Can you control fire?” “Can you touch silver?” “Are you going to die if we stab you with a wooden stake?” At every single question, Damon sighed again. Apparently he could do none of the above and walking in the sun was just something made up to make humans feel more safe who had a strong idea they existed. “You suck as a vampire,” Jane said while putting her head down on the couch. Damon groaned and put his head on my shoulder which made me laugh. “If I knew you'd be this annoying Jane, I would have left you in Tris her house.” He said in my shoulde

Grace was never tired of always trying to make those around her look towards the bright side of things. "Even if it's broken, it can be fixed," she would always say. That was her favorite quote. "But father," she said, determined to get to the end of her speech, "this is not another round of my boring speech, as you like to make me think. You are not old; you are just…" "Where is Damon?," he suddenly asked her, still showing a lack of interest in whatever she had to tell him. "In his room with Jack," she said. She didn't look happy that he wouldn't let her motivate him.

Zack confidently replies, "Despite his annoying behavior, I know I can trust him." Suddenly, Damon shouts, "I heard that, ZORNZON wolf!" Zack retorts, "Well, fuck you, flirty vamps!”

“Why didn't you slap some sense into me?” She laughed. “Oh trust me, it did cross my mind the moment you jammed your freaking vampire teeth into my hand but beating the shit out of you that moment would have been totally worthless, you probably wouldn't have felt a thing” She was right, I was immune to physical pain when I was drunk. I hope I didn't do anything else that's stupid last night. Quinton's POV “Damon”, I answered his call curtly the second I was far enough from the girls and I wasn't actually thrilled about getting calls from Damon these days

Damon said to me. “O shut up, Damon. I am not that fucking stupid to do such a thing, and I am not saying that because I am scared of what you plan to do to me, but because I love her and I will never hurt her in any way nor will I force her to do something she doesn’t want! Asshole!” I told him, making him smirk at me. “You can admit you are a little bit scared.” Damon teased, making me snort at him. “Well, at least we know that you want it,” Zen said.

Damon’s lips trembled, his voice weak, broken. “Lii… I… I’ve already… made the papers… If I die… you get the ownership…of.. of all..... all... assets... my whole.... emp... empire ” His words were fragmented, each syllable a struggle, his breath rattling. He sounded like a man who had lost hope, who had accepted death. Davina’s whimper tore through the air. “Nothing will happen to you, Dami! You’ll be fine! Don’t worry about anything. Just keep your eyes open… please, Damon… for our kids!”