How Old Is Damon On Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

He smiles, “I don’t want to scare you off, Alice. I just wanted to convince you that I was there, I was the one that saved you and not the other way around. I would never hurt—“ I cut him off, “—it’s okay. I understand and I’m not scared. I just want to know more,” “Of course. You can ask me anything and I’ll be truthful,” “How old are you, Damon?” Damon is no way more than his early 30s. The way he carries himself, the way he dresses and the way he speaks, it wouldn’t cause any suspicion. However, there is just something in his gaze. As if he has been through years or even centuries as the world folds into a different era. He moves slower, he takes his time in the words he speaks. I am conf

“When I’m done, I'll tell you.” “Whatever. Don't just get caught up in his family inheritance war. I dont want my friend dead. His mother scares the living day light out of me. His sons are hot though.” I paused again as she looked up. “What? You haven't seen them?” “Only pictures. I was not really curious.” “They are insanely hot. All three of them. The first one, Damon, is a real estate owner. He has five of them, he is about twenty-eight years old. Got divorced last year, zero kids and he hot, holy fuck!”

"How old are you? And what did you mean by searching for me for a long time? Do you... Do you actually catch the scent of my pheromones?" "I am thirty-two," Damon answered, his gaze never leaving mine. "I spent over twelve years searching for my mate, never knowing you were so close all along. In the end, I sought the help of a witch to guide me to you." He leaned back slightly, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. "And yes, I smell you. It’s what makes me so certain of our bond. Sweet honey and fresh roses, that is your scent, Reina." I was stunned to realize he was nearly eleven years older than me.

“You have to trust yourself. Believe you can do it. Try and link with your wolf.” I shook my head and crossed my arms. “Easier for you to say. Tell me, at what age did you first feel a connection with your wolf? At what age did you first shift?” Damon hesitated. Oh. That’s interesting. I raised an eyebrow, silently daring him to answer as I crossed my hands in front of my chest. He exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Uhm… around age sixteen.” I scoffed. “See?” I threw my arms up. “You’ve been doing this for as long as you can remember. Me? I never even knew about all of this until recently. I don’t know, Damon, but I think you should start thinking of a Plan B.”

“You’ve been carrying your own pain in silence since your sire. Talk to us.” Damien stared at the opposite wall for a long moment, crimson eyes distant. The elegant, cold vampire rarely showed vulnerability. But after watching Kael shatter and Serena burn her mother-figure twice, something inside him cracked. “I wasn’t always like this,” he said quietly. Damien’s Story “I was turned in 1897. London. I was twenty-four, the youngest son of a powerful aristocratic family. My father wanted me to join the military. My mother wanted me in politics. I wanted neither. I wanted freedom.”

She took a deep breath, her eyes growing distant as she reached back into memories she had clearly tried to bury. "It was the summer Damon came of age. Eighteen years old. About to inherit the responsibilities of an Alpha." A ghost of a smile crossed her face, there and gone in an instant. "He was so young then. So full of life and hope and energy. The weight of leadership hadn't crushed that out of him yet." "So you took him on a trip," I said softly.

“I mean, when she called and started implying something, I thought maybe..” “Maybe what?” Dakon demanded. Naomi sighed, her arms wrapped around her shoulders. She couldn't even stare at him in the face. “I've seen the tabloids. That's why I came back.” Damon leans back in his seat, his eyes still fixed on her. “ You really can't tell me apart from Jordan can you?” Naomi paused! Of course! The pictures on the tabloids looked like Damon when he was younger, even the recent ones. But Damon was older now, his features more mature and less childish, how could she have missed that?

said Damon sadly . " It isn't damon we need to take it seriosuly we have just a little time left " answered back Cynthia . " hmmm." sighed Damon staring at the moon . " And I am 15 now ." said Cynthia softly . " The blood moon is in 20 days ." added Damon . " I don't know whats gonna happen ." said Cynthia . " Of course nothing to worry about I am gonna die ...you are more powerful you already know it " said Damon . " Damon i don't know a thing ...I just gotta know what i am just a day ago and what my motive is ." snapped Cynthia .

I tease before trotting into the bedroom, his growl following behind me. 18 YEARS LATER DAMON- 41 YEARS OLD, ELLE- 40 YEARS THE LEDGER TRIPLETS- 17 YEARS OLD; 1 MONTH FROM 18TH THEIR BIRTHDAY. DAMON POV ******************************* Holding hands with my love, we walk into the gymnasium packed with kids from Pack Unity High on one side and visiting students on the other. The room buzzes with the impending game as players warm up on the side and the cheerleaders stretch, preparing for their cheers to the crowds.

“It’s my turn to ask you a question. How old are you, Willow?” “I just turned nineteen last week and you?” I asked him back. “I’m twenty-four. I have been waiting for you for awhile now, Willow.” Damon says to me, and I look at him confused, why he would be waiting for me. Damon looked at me and furrowed his eyebrows and asked, “You do feel the bond between us, don’t you?” Ashamed to admit this I say, “I feel a bond between us, but it is different then what I felt with my other mates.”