Degrassi Damon Novels & Stories

"Find what you're looking for?" Damien leaned against the doorframe, shirtless, a tumbler of bourbon dangling from his fingers like an afterthought. The camera feeds painted his torso in shifting blue shadows, illuminating the scars I hadn't known about three parallel lines raked across his pectoral, pale and raised like the marks of some great beast. I lifted the letter opener between us, letting moonlight dance along the blade. "Does the footage come with director's commentary, or do you just jack off to the silent reruns?"

“Yeah,Bryan is a wolf” Dorris said in excitement. “Yeah, do you know the actor that played Bryan?” “Sure he is Damon Montero”. “So it was really him!…Why didn't you tell me this, Dorris? Damon is a member of the Monteros family. I had a crush on him as a child”. “Oh.. I thought you knew”. Dorris replied surprised. “Of course I don't! I told you I don't know any of the Montero brothers except Anthonio”.

Lilly saw Rose checking out Damian and smiled. Damian disconnected the call and looked at the Rose who was standing at the end of the staircase, his eyes nearly popped out from their socket when he saw her standing there in sexy short black dress, his eyes locked on her cleavage longer than necessary and roamed on her angelic face, few strands of hair were falling on her face enhancing her beauty, out of nowhere she licked her lips and a low groan left his mouth, she was looking ravishing... He cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably in his place as he felt himself arouse a bit in his pants...

It was only then that Damon noticed that the person who grabbed him was Aaron Granger, an influential businessman in Rosaville City. He immediately changed his expression and replied politely. "Mr Granger. My apologies for not recognizing you earlier.." Aaron glanced faintly at the woman standing next to Damon and said coldly, "Do not you know it is not right to hit a woman? Is not the Donovans a well-educated family?"

Liam O’Grady turned as Claude Delano and Alex Van Dyke appeared. With his customary lack of tact, Claude Delano immediately cried, “Man, you look awful.” Liam O’Grady had a gash on his forehead and his cheek was already turning dark with the bruise he had suffered when his head rammed against the door. O’Grady granted something rude but Van Dyke stepped closer and asked Bianca gently, his deep baritone, sexy and attractive as he growled, “Shall I lift her up then?” O’Grady’s lips drew back in a feral snarl and Claude chuckled.

*** Caspian sat in Damian’s living room, the space filled with the scent of expensive cigars and the warm aroma of sandalwood from the aromatherapy candles his cousin always kept lit. Meanwhile, Damian lounged on the sofa across from him. Known as one of the “mafia of business,” Damian wore a shirt with several buttons left undone. He took a drag from the cigar in his hand before speaking. “Why are you so stressed about finding another way?” Damian asked casually. He placed the cigar in a crystal ashtray and leaned back. “Cassandra isn’t married to Alaric. That means you still have a huge chance to win her heart—and her body.”

“I don’t want your excuses. I saw everything with my own eyes. You were in my apartment, in my bed, with another girl. We’re done. Completely done!” He reached out and grabbed my wrist tightly, refusing to let go. “Cassy, I still love you. I want us back. Give me another chance. I’ll prove I’ve changed. Please.” His grip was painful. I tried to yank my arm free. “Let me go, Jake!” Before he could say anything else, loud voices and laughter echoed from the main entrance. I turned my head instinctively. Damon had just walked in with a stunningly beautiful woman. She was tall, with long silky hair, flawless makeup, and endless legs. I recognized her immediately—Lila Kane, the famous internation

The sounds were loud wet squelches as he finger-fucked her, greedy sucking on her clit, his groans vibrating against her. Elena’s legs shook. She fisted his hair tighter, trying to push him away even as she ground her pussy against his face. “You’re such an asshole,” she moaned, voice breaking. “I hate how good this feels. I hate you!” Damon chuckled against her cunt, the vibration making her cry out. “Hate me all you want, Elena. But this greedy little hole is creaming all over my tongue. Look at you, my proper assistant grinding on her boss’s face like a desperate whore.”

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.

Caspian rose to his feet, politeness smooth and effortless. “Damien Grayson. I’ve heard much about you.” Damien didn’t take his offered hand, he just stared. “That makes one of us,” he replied, tone like ice poured over flame. Oh no. I quickly stepped in. “Damien, this is Caspian Voss. We knew each other from high school, he owns this beautiful restaurant.” Thank you, Caspian whispered. Damien’s eyes flicked to mine, he wasn’t angry, but definitely not pleased.