Danmachi Book Novels & Stories

But instead of pulling me close, Damiano walked toward the far side of the room. He stopped by the large bookshelf that lined the wall—a towering structure of mahogany filled with thick, leather-bound books. Without looking at me, he said quietly, “There’s something I’ve never shown anyone. Not even Leo.” I frowned. “What are you talking about?” He glanced over his shoulder, the corners of his lips twitching slightly. “Trust me, Piccola.” He reached for one of the books—a black one with no title—and pulled it. A soft click echoed through the room.

The battle-brightness of someone who had gone all the way to the edge and come back. He looked at her. Then at Ryan in Beth's lap. He exhaled a single, long breath and it carried everything. Ryan looked up from the board book, took in the large, battered, blood-streaked man in the doorway, and held up the book. "Book," Ryan said. Something moved through Damian's face that she had no name for. He crossed the room and crouched in front of Beth's chair so he was at Ryan's level, and he said, very seriously, "Is that a good book?"

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY EIGHT ALPHA KING DAMISUS Point of View I sat at my desk, staring at the letter from the Council of Elders. The words blurred together as my mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming battle. Three days. That's all I had left. For a moment, my heart jumped with anxiety. What if I wasn't prepared enough? What if Damon had some trick up his sleeve? I knew that Damon was not just powerful and dangerous. He was cunning, too. He would definitely seize every opportunity to make sure he overthrown me. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I had been training for months, honing my skills and perfecting my strategy. I was ready for this. But as I thought about

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

Anna called, waving before exiting. "Okay!" I chirped, already half-distracted as I pulled out one particularly thick volume: "DAMARIS WOLVES: ANATOMY, GENEALOGY & PHYSIOLOGY." The cover alone felt heavy with possible secrets. I sank into one of the plush chairs, opening the book on my lap. The first few pages were sketches of wolves built for war and charts detailing their abilities. "The greater the strength of the Damaris wolf, the more efficient its healing ability becomes."

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉 And you'll get to see what's going on inside Damian's head!

His mouth opened and closed twice before he handed me the book, and even then, his fingers were still tight around it, almost like he was reluctant to release it. The cover was dark, embossed with faded silver lettering: The Key to Ramiuna. “Where did you find this?” I asked, flipping to the dog-eared page he’d marked. Before he could answer, the door creaked open behind us. Diana stepped in, now dressed in fresh clothes, her eyes sharpening the moment she saw us. “What’s wrong?” I didn’t answer her. She would come here and figure it out herself. Instead, I turned my eyes to the elephant in the room – whatever this was that had Muzan almost in a comatose state with worry and fear.

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She said Frowned. "I didn't mean that. I was just asking." He said. "Yes I like to read story books. Especially this book. It is a story about a warrior who lost his master. His senior killed his master to take his master's secret diary. Now the warrior run away with the book to save. This story is just like my story. That's why I like this book." She replied with her head down. The story book was in her hands and her eyes were staring at the book. Her tears fall down on the book.

I might as well be comfortable. Damien made an odd noise. I looked up at him, expecting to be scolded. His eyes were looking in my direction but I could tell his mind was a thousand miles away. He had a tiny smile on his face. I decided to leave him to his memories and focus on my book. The book had pages of instructions for proper behavior. There were rules for when to speak and what to say. There were rules about when to bow and when to curtsy. There were rules for when to keep your eyes lowered to the ground and when to meet someone's eyes.