Danmachi Volume 17 Novels & Stories

'Adrian score 1 and Elysian 0' he patted his own shoulder in his mind for winning TO BE CONTINUED. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤ Author's Note ❤️ Hey unicorn, hope you have enjoyed this chapter. Keep reading to dove yourself into a mystical world, which is still unknown to humans yet exists, somewhere far beyond our imagination.

I turn my attention back to Takashi, ready to continue our fight. And instead of seeing him ready for battle, the bitch is running! “YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!!” I shouted at his retreating backside. I moved to rush after him, but one of his thugs dropped a smoke bomb to cover their escape. I felt someone tug at my arm and was about to take a swing when I heard Hibiki’s voice.

“ Can you please not call me cute ? I am a man after all . Being called cute is…..weird . “ said “ Weird ?…..Hmmm……then , how should I call a man whose house is filled with Mickey Mouse pyjamas , eye folder , and other cartoon toys like One Piece and Naruto…….If I am not mistaken , I even saw some figurines of Sailor Moon and other strong female leads of other cartoons . “ said Damian . “ Liking cartoons and anime series doesn’t mean that I am cute . “ said Antonio . “ …..Yeah , you are handsomely cute . “ said Damian with a devilish smirk . “ Whatever ! Can I just leave ? “ said Antonio , not wanting to argue with him anymore . Damian looked at Antonio from head to toe then showed a naught

Chapter 9: Lessons in Control DAMIEN’S POV The morning light spilled across my desk in gold fragments, but all I could think about was the girl upstairs. The image of her skin blistered by boiling water still haunted me—not because I couldn’t stomach pain, but because it wasn’t supposed to be hers. I’d seen warriors bleed out in my hands without flinching, yet one broken look from Anya Voss had managed to claw its way under my skin and settle there like a curse.

The answer made my stomach tighten because I knew there was something behind his words that he was still refusing to tell me. Damian suddenly grabbed his head and dropped to one knee, his silver eye turning completely black while the other remained golden. His breathing became rough and uneven, and every muscle in his body tightened as though he were fighting against something trying to take control of him. I rushed toward him, but Malachor caught my arm and stopped me before I could touch him.

Damian dove forward, rolling, narrowly avoiding a crackling wave of electricity that incinerated the metal floor behind him. Mia hacked into the drones’ control circuits mid-battle, redirecting several against each other. Sparks flew, a shower of destruction illuminating the chamber. Cole grinned despite the chaos. “Best. Fight. Ever.” Damian’s jaw clenched. “Stay alive long enough to get to the core!” Into the Heart of the Machine With Mia clearing the immediate threat, Damian sprinted toward the Mother core. The room seemed alive, shifting subtly, pulsing, almost breathing around them. Julian’s voice echoed in Damian’s comms:

Because Damian and I? We were fire and blood, love and war. And we would burn the world down together. --- The scent of gunpowder and blood still clung to the air, a reminder of the storm brewing on the horizon. The Volkov estate was a fortress preparing for battle—men loading weapons, finalizing strategies, and securing every possible entrance. The tension was thick enough to suffocate, but somehow, amidst all of it, the only thing I could focus on was him. Damian stood across the room, speaking in low tones to his most trusted men. He was in his element—commanding, ruthless, and unwavering. His dark suit clung to his broad frame, the top buttons of his shirt undone, revealing the inked sca

With a final, resounding lunge, I pinned him to the ground, my eyes blazing with the fire of victory. Damon's defeat was palpable as he lay beneath me, his struggles futile against my unyielding grip. The clearing echoed with the silence of realisation—my victory signified not only the outcome of the duel but the turning tide of the war. As I stood over Damon, his eyes bore a mix of fury and disbelief, acknowledging the shift in power. I dug my claws into his chest, ending him once and for all.

At a red light, Damian reached over. Took my hand. "Part 1 is done," he said. "Part 2?" "Part 2 is war." END OF CHAPTER 50

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime