Danny X Damian Novels & Stories

And Damian… Damian is a Lycan blooded Alpha. Even if I tried to fight, I wouldn’t last one second. But still, my eyes flick toward the heavy lamp. The corner table. The chair leg. I run through every weapon I could use—every opening I might find. But the answers are all the same. He’s stronger and he will win. The mattress creaks as I sit, bones stiff with dread. I stare at the floor, the lingerie clinging to my damp skin, praying for some miracle, some divine intervention—

he said slowly, “that this entire day could blow up in your face if you let your temper get the better of you.” Liam shot him a dry look. “Worry about yourself, Damian.” “Oh, I am,” Damian replied, hands sliding into his pockets. “Especially since the last time you made a promise like that, someone ended up with a broken nose.” “That was different,” Liam muttered. “No,” Damian countered, a grin tugging at his lips again. “That was you being you. And I hope Xander punches you in the face instead!” Liam gave him a long, unamused look before turning his attention back toward the staircase—just as Tatiana came into view.

My brothers suddenly sit up straight. “Fans flooded social media, shipping the pair under the trending couple name #Damena. However, according to a statement released by his agent, there is no romantic involvement between the Reaper rider and his best friend’s little sister — or any other woman for that matter. Damion Grimm is reportedly leaving his wild ways behind to focus on racing.” The reporter smiles, sharp and hungry. “But here at Channel 1, we always dig deeper.” The screen splits. On the left — me and Damion, standing on the beach. Very close to each other.

I whined, smiling nervously. He chuckled, “Yes, I understand. Dorathus is in the dungeon” He said. I sighed in relief as he changed the topic “We will see them tomorrow” Damian said. After he left, I sat on the couch slamming my face “Adrain will think I am a pervert” I groaned. Damian chuckled “This is what normal couples do, it's nothing to be ashamed of” He coaxed. I nodded, remembering why I came here in the first place “Have you thought about Axel?” I asked.

He admired what Damien was doing amidst grief. " What are you waiting for? Track this number down for me. I need it in twenty minutes. They shouldn't have gone far." Damien murmured the latter part of the sentence. He wanted to be by Zeta's side all day, he wanted her to open her eyes. " Get out now." He repeated calm manner, which made Daniel's hands speed over the keyboard like lightning. He had to connect to his server at home and the tracking began. Damien wanted to call Alpha Paul. In times like this, one needed all the support he could get from people that have connections.

Smith at the head of the table, reading the financial section of the newspaper, and Rachel picking at a bowl of fruit. "Good morning," Damien greeted, his voice calm but subdued. Rachel glanced up, smiling warmly. "Morning, Damien. You look better." Damien offered a small nod as he sat down, pouring himself a cup of coffee. Mr. Smith folded the newspaper and eyed Damien sharply. “You do seem refreshed, but let’s not ignore last night. What happened?” Damien leaned back, a faint smile on his lips. “Oh, nothing serious. I went out with a few friends and maybe had one too many. That’s all.”

His grip tighten a little bit more, crushing my wrist as he dragged me, almost throwing me down the remaining flight of stairs. “Bitch.” he sneered, pushing me into the floor beside the bloody, kneeling guy Bast was torturing a while ago. Luckily, I had braced myself early, enough to save myself from swimming on the floor. I glared at Matias before I turn my gaze towards Bast. But the moment Bast saw me, the world seemed to stop as he turns a shade paler than the ghost. “Diana?” At the mention of my biological mother's name, the alarm in my head had gone off into a frenzy. My tongue seemed to glue itself at the top of my mouth, rendering me unable to say anything.

As if on cue, the door opened and Damian strolled in, wearing nothing but Jean shorts, his bare chest glistening with sweats from all the work he's been doing. “Oh my gosh,” Andrea gushed, and I share her sentiment. Those massive muscles were so mouthwatering, and for a stray moment, I imagined just trailing my tongue from his hard nipple to his waist. He turned and grinned when he saw us all but eating him alive with his eyes. Damian is smoking hot, and he knows that very well. Arrogant ass. “Well,” he said, taking long strides towards us, “I am surprised to see you two here. Did you miss me, Andrea?”

Damian's last name was Moretti. Lorenzo Moretti's Moretti.

The guy said with a smile. “It is an honour to meet you guys.” He said and Danielle smiled. “He is a fan.” Danielle said happily and Daniel scoffed. Hmm, dude, blonde hair, pink lips... “ “The name is Bryan.” He said cutting Damien off. “Good, Bryan, you might have gotten our sister excited but it will never work on us.” Damien said and Daniel nodded. “Oh, and I follow Daniel on I*******m and like all his post, I am a top fan on two of his pages on F******k, I also earned a badge for it.” He said and Daniel smiled happily.