Dangerous Damsels Series Novels & Stories

Damien said, his voice sounding incredibly soft yet terrifyingly hollow. The woman swallowed hard, her small hands clutching the edge of her dark robes as she tried to maintain her composure under his intense scrutiny. "My name is Jasmine, Alpha Damien, and I have served the secret order as the primary scribe for the last twelve seasons," she answered, her voice trembling slightly with an underlying fear that she could not entirely conceal.

I didn't want to leave Manhattan. But dead fathers don't leave you a choice. Eight months after dad died, Mom said we were moving to Madrid. “Better opportunities,” she said. “A fresh start.” What she didn't say was that it had something to do with his old college friend— the one who suddenly cared a lot about us now that Dad was gone. Mom said it was a fresh start. She said Madrid would be good for what she had with him. I didn't get a say. I packed my books and the last pieces of the life I had in New York. Said hurried goodbyes to my friends and boyfriend and followed her across an ocean. Now I was standing in a city that felt foreign to me. Surrounded by boxes and

Jasmina asked, “You’re not going, right?” “I’m not missing it,” Amara said. Scene Seven – Lisbon, Midnight The old ballroom stank of wine and rotted wealth. Damien waited alone at the head of a broken table. A glass of red in one hand. A pistol on the table. Amara entered without hesitation. He stood. “Amara Varela. The fire queen herself.” She didn’t blink. “Damien Nero. The bastard who crawled out of his father’s corpse.” He laughed. “We have the same blood, you know.”

Tabrett's tears poured down as she gently captured his lips and the only thing in his brain at that time was to reduce the pain she was feeling because he understood her plight. Dama had just entered their own room but she couldn't find Danks and she instantly remembered Asena's words to her in school. "Be careful around someone who desperately wants your mate." She had told her and Dama rushed out of the room, she hoped Asena's plan would fail but the truth came staring at her in the face.

A Deadly Promise As we boarded the waiting craft, Natalia’s cold voice echoed through the burning ruins: "You can’t run forever... I’m always coming back." Damien’s voice dropped, deadly calm: “We’ll be ready.” The cargo ramp closed, sealing us inside, as the burning villa vanished into the storm-tossed night.

*************** Callous walked towards Damien who was chatting with a few high ranking officials. "Your highness we have a problem..." Callous whispered into Damien's ears as he bowed to the other official. "Pardon me...i have some business to attend to.." Damien said with a smile as he left the ballroom with callous... his charming and gentle appearance was just a cover used to hide his vicious and ruthless side. "What is it..." Damien asked nonchalantly as his sliver eyes flickered from time to time. "Your highness Miss Madeline went into the south wing and princess Merka is missing..."

One thing he hated was to be disturbed during his 'wide sections'. " It's Joseph, I have something very important to say." Damien hissed. " Come in," Damien said without care for the two naked wolves underneath him; neither did Joseph Care. Their dirty bodies were not worth being covered. " What is it ?" Damien asked again. " It's Hazel, she is with Daemon." Damien blood instantly boiled, she was supposed to be with his uncle, so what the hell was she doing with Daemon? Without waiting for another second, he jolted off from the bed and left the room with so much anger dwelling within him thereby leaving the two ladies naked and worthless.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

Kataleya: “ Aren't you really going to tell me where we're going? Damuck: “ No! Kataleya sighed. Damuck: “ Forgive me for what I'm doing! - You are forgiven! I hope you forgive me for what I'm going to do now! “ He said to Kataleya, sticking the shard into her shoulder. Lord Damuck shouted, Kataleya pushed him to sea and started rowing as fast as possible. Mr. Damuck tried to reach her but she was already too far away. Kataleya was scared and desperate. She didn't know where to go, she just ran away, not knowing her destination.

"I can beat you to death in two minutes." "sure you can" "want to try me?" "sure, guys put on a timer." And so they did. Let me show them what I can really do. "Anastasia she is one of the best fighters, after Jane, Cleo and Pam" said Luca trying to warn me to take her seriously 9 "sure,cc whatever, let's fight"