Degrassi Damon Novels & Stories

I point at Cassandra, “then threw me into the woods to die. Now you want me back because I returned with power?” Damon’s golden eyes looked pained. He spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. “I was wrong. Cassandra lied to me. She fed me stories about threats to the pack. I let pride and fear control me. I take back the rejection. Annie is not an Omega. She is my true mate.” Gasps spread through the crowd. Scarlett smiled through tears. Cassandra looked ready to kill. I turned to Kael. “You found me when I was broken. You gave me safety and pups. But you left me alone in that cave. You marked me without asking.”

"You are calling that in now." "Yes," Damian said. "Who is the actress," Richard said. "Her name is Helena Graves." A pause. "Your ex wife." "My ex wife," Damian confirmed. "Who earned her role in a legitimate audition process and is being lied about by someone with a personal agenda." "Damian." Richard's voice was careful. "If I post a statement and people connect it back to you this becomes a different kind of story." "Then keep my name out of it," Damian said. "Just address the process. One statement. That is all I am asking."

“He’s a billionaire CEO, Lila. I’m a coffee delivery girl. End of story.” But even as she said it, a flicker of heat from his stormy eyes haunted her. Meanwhile, at the very top of Blackwood International, Damien sat alone in his glass-walled office, the skyline spread out before him like a conquered kingdom. He should have been reviewing the contracts on his desk, but instead, his mind wandered back to the girl with hazel eyes and rain-soaked sneakers. Grace Monroe. He said her name under his breath, savoring the sound.

Graves replied and a frown instantly creased Damien’s forehead. “You mean she didn’t flinch? No shudder, no tears, nothing on the drive back?” Damien asked, his voice low but laced with curiosity as he shifted to stand well. “Yes, boss. She acted like nothing had happened,” Graves replied without hesitation. “How did you take them down?” Damien’s tone was clipped. “One at the neck, one in the forehead, boss.” Damien’s gaze swept over the room, a flicker of unease crossing his features as he glanced at Blade, who had just entered.

DAMON “Enjoy it?” She asked with a look of disgust around her face. “Is this where your argument is based off? It’s called Rape, Damon.” “That’s where you’re wrong, Grace. It’s one thing about lying to me and another about lying to yourself. I know what I’m in the mood for and it’s certainly not an argument,” I began to unbuckle my belt and pull down my pants. I slowly approached her as she backed off with the same pace. With no room left to run, Grace softly slammed her back against the wall. I yanked out my claws and placed them on her chest, pulling down and slicing her dress in half.

Matteo leaned back, arms folded, exhaling slowly. “She’s engaged,” Daisy finally said, her voice low, almost cautious. “To Damon Scott. That chapter is closed, Dante. Let it go.” Dante turned his head just slightly, not enough to meet her eyes but enough for the air to shift. His voice came quiet, controlled, and ice-cold. “I don’t care.” Daisy frowned. Matteo gave a humourless laugh. “You’ve got women who’d crawl across the city just to breathe the same air as you. And yet you’re losing sleep over the one who left you for him? You’re out of your mind.”

Damian. 'Can I... record this?' ***

But she’d spat the truth right in his face, without mincing her words. You’re an asshole. He should have hated it. Instead, he’d felt… alive. Damian scowled, setting the glass down harder than necessary. He wasn’t a man who let anyone under his skin, least of all a waitress playing surrogate. She was supposed to be faceless, forgettable. A vessel. And yet, when Gregory had talked about her like property earlier, something in Damian had bristled. He hated that too. Reed Dawson walked in without knocking, as usual. “Drinking this early? That bad, huh?”

Cassandra made her way to her father and inquire whether he had seen her. "Don't worry dear, your daughter is in the company of Damien, I saw them leave some time back. You know that Damien will be important to us and if Ella can get him for us the better," Don Johnson said as he sipped his wine, so far the party had been successful with many too business men promising to partner with him, all thanks to the presence of Damien which had assured them of his power even after the setback his businesses had experienced.

Damon blurted out, "It's her!" In the beginning, he was just impulsive, but as soon as he said those three words, Damon felt suddenly enlightened. Yes, it was her. That was the feeling of the actress of the MV he wanted. Then, he nodded affirmatively. Damon looked straight at Glenn and said, "Sign her directly. I can shoot it tomorrow!" "Really? Really?" Superstar Drake, the most challenging and difficult person in the company, actually made a decision on the spot? Glenn was overjoyed. "Okay, okay, okay! Is that a deal?"