Damon Vampire Diaries Quotes Novels & Stories

Whatever and whoever Alpha Damon likes shouldn't be of any concern to me. We only have a mutual agreement due to his generosity after he bought me as a slave and this is my second day with him so, why does my chest feel tight? Why does it hurt when he is just talking about another she-wolf? What is this uncomfortable feeling?

Damon, lying nearby, struggled against the same force, his face etched with frustration and regret. Zara’s voice dripped with mockery as she looked at Damon. “How touching that you would turn on me for this girl. Haven’t you learned yet? I am the only one who can give you what you truly seek.” Damon’s jaw clenched, his gaze searing. “I’m not afraid of you anymore, Zara. This ends here.” Zara laughed, a sound both haunting and bitter. “Oh, how wrong you are.”

"And what? And the stupid maid is brought back? You're sending every man that should be looking after the pack house to search for the useless maid? Do you have any idea what that image does to your reputation? Do you have any idea how your people are whispering with this show of madness? Even when I leave, throwing tantrums, you do not even realize my absence. What makes the maid so different? What makes her fucking special Damien? Why do you even care if she's dead or alive?" Damien slapped his fists on the table, breaking it in half. "She is my mate, damn it! My mate! You do not get to ask me why I do not care about her! She is my mate! Mine!" He breathed heavily, feeling frustrated, and

“But—But I love them! No matter what, they are my first mates and I will always love them. I can't help it. If you kill them, then you'll kill me too. I can't live without them. You know what I am for goodness sake! You can't do this to me. Get me out of here. Just let me go and I won't speak a word about all of this.” “And you think I'm terrified of your so-called mate?” He uttered in disgust. “I guess you don't know who I am. Yet.” He grabbed my chin, turning me to face him. “I am Damien Varian, The lord of vampires.” He said with a twisted smile, yet his eyes were so cold and emotionless.

“I… I can’t.” “You can.” His tone was soft, too soft, and that gentleness made it monstrous. “You must.” Damon forced himself forward despite the blood loss, his steps heavy but determined. He stopped between me and the hunter, his broad frame shielding me from the curling shadows. “She doesn’t have to do anything you say.” His jaw tightened, his voice dropping lower. “And if you want her, you’ll have to kill me first.”

"If what we have is so meaningless, why go to such lengths to destroy it?" The vampire's eyes flashed with fury so intense that it seemed to set the air itself on fire. "Because I will not be denied what is mine. Damien belongs to me, has always belonged to me, and will belong to me until the stars burn out and the universe collapses into darkness. Your pathetic mortal attachment changes nothing."

No need to give him super abilities. “Can't you see he isn’t denying it,” Shawn said suddenly, his eyes narrowing on me. “You know why? Because he doesn’t need to. Because he knows it’s true.” I blinked at him, heat rushing up my neck. “Oh, for crying out loud,” I snapped. “Fine. You know what? I’ll ask him myself.” I twisted in my chair, facing Damiano fully. “Damiano,” I said, stressing every syllable because apparently people around here needed extra clarity, “are you a vampire?”

Damon also apparently thinks she’s trying to pass a message, so he leans closer and says. “If you’re trying to say something to me, my little muse, why don’t you say it clearly? Stop with all the vagueness… or are you too chicken?” Apparently falling for the bait, she screams. “I am not scared of you, Damon! I’m not scared of any of you.” She bares her teeth, looking downright scary. “You’re recording this, aren’t you? Well, I bloody hope you are because I’ve got a lot to say. I’ve got a lot to say since he fucking left me to die.” She snarls.

A soft laugh escaped his lips. “It’s so obvious you’re both going to gang up on me.” His voice echoed lightly inside the enclosed room. “You really think you can beat me doing that?” “We’re not like you,” I answered right away. Damon’s gaze shifted toward me slowly. Cold amusement passed through his face. “We don’t get our strength from dirty plays and pack alliances,” I spat. A small smile played on his lips. “I must say, Alex,” Damon murmured, pushing himself away from the wall, “you’ve gotten pretty courageous since you came back after the accident.”

“Hmmm. Got any ideas?” “Nope. But I do know one thing,” I glare at him. “You’re fucking annoying.” Damon just grins like I handed him a compliment. “Why are you so mean to me?” “Because you exist!” “Ouch. You know, you’re lying,” he says, his grin widening. “All the girls would kill to be my mate.” He spreads his arms like he’s presenting himself on a goddamn game show. “I mean, come on, just look at me.”