How Old Is Damon On Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Damon hummed, before turning to look at Jax and Ashton, who hadn’t spoken a single word since he walked in, “How can you fix it when the men who have dared to hit my brother are standing there untouched?” Damon was older than the twins. Way older—his stubble had turned white at the edges, his hair was streaked with grey, and there were wrinkles carved into his face. But the strength you could feel coming off him—it wasn’t any less. If anything, it was more terrifying because it was controlled. Refined. As if age hadn’t touched whatever monster he carried within him. And that was, again—bad news. He stepped closer to Ashton, meeting his gaze without the slightest hesitation, and something alm

But there was something about Damon’s silence as we drove through the gates , something unreadable that set me on edge. “You okay?” I asked, breaking the silence. He nodded, his eyes fixed ahead. “Yeah. Just... preparing myself.” “For what?” I asked. A small smile formed on his lips. “For my father’s interrogation. And Becky’s dramatics.” “Your sister?” I asked, brushing my dress nervously. “She’s twenty. That should tell you everything.” I smiled but didn’t say anything after. Truthfully , I didn’t know what to expect. This was Damon’s world now , powerful, put-together, and far from the mess Leonard left me in.

7 years ago: Damon was happy with his life; he got everything he desired: a beautiful mate who had already accepted his marriage proposal; a loving father and brother; and a good pack. He himself is a perfect man. Damon proposes to Adira on her 18th birthday. They are about to get married; both of them have already spent their first night with each other. Damon can't control his wolf when he kisses Adira, and they end up making love.

The smile came over effortlessly. From the way he talked, it seemed like a distant memory. She had never dared to ask when he had become a vampire. Damien was over two hundred years old, she had learnt from Josh even though he looked twenty-two. Could he be a hundred years old too? She gulped at the thought. It shouldn’t bother you, she told herself. “Where is she now?” Is she alive?

Damontry smiled softly and looked at her shoes dreamily. "Nineteen years". The sound of spoons colliding with dishes rang out around her, and she looked up at them, all staring at her with wide eyes. " No way !". "You are younger than Sivana!" Jung admired his rigid tone and Damontry just ignored him and nodded thinking that she lived really long and for a vampire that's usual. Surprised, Sivana entered into a fit of laughter. "Oh my God Damontry, we bet you're probably twenty seven based on your serious manner and dry way of talking."

The entire crowd fell quiet before Damon spoke again. “You.” He said pointing to one of the boys in the back of the crowd. The boy approached; his face loosing color as he got view of his dead friend. Damon continued “Do you know this boy?” “Yes Alpha. He’s my little brother.” The boy spoke clearly. “How old is he? Why would you let your little bother say such a foul thing to his Luna.” Damon commanded in his Alpha tone. “14 sir. I didn’t know he was going to say that. I turned and he just started walking towards you. I don’t think he even knew you took a mate..” the boy said as tears fell from his face.

Impossible. I turned, stunned, waiting for her to continue. She smiled — that knowing, cruel smile — and spoke. “I mean, for all the times I behaved harshly. You see, Willy .... I mean Damon is just two years older than me. We’ve known each other since childhood. We literally spent our whole lives together. I was twelve, he was barely fourteen, when we had our first kiss. I gave my first time to him… and so did he. We are childhood sweethearts. Our families always told us we were made for each other, destined to marry. Bla bla bla…”

She pulled him against her and felt his erection as he pushed against her groin. “Oh my little love, I can smell your excitement and if we don’t stop I am going to mate with you right here and now.” Damon whispered provocatively in her ear. Mary giggled despite herself and let go of Damon so he could move away. “When exactly is your birthday my love?” Damon asked. Mary thought for a minute “what day is it?” She asked. “Thursday the 23rd of August.” Damon responded. “Oh wow!”Mary said surprised. “ I guess time really got away from me. My birthday is the 25th so two days from now.”

“Later.” “No,” I insisted, leaning forward. “Now.” His jaw tightened. “Ivy, you’re stressed, and exhausted..” “I’m also her mother,” I snapped. “Tell me.” He exhaled a long breath, the kind he only let out when he was fighting guilt. “I saw her reflection,” he said quietly. “Not as a baby. Older. Maybe twelve or thirteen.” My skin chilled instantly. “Older? What did she say?” “She warned me something is coming back,” Damon said. His voice lowered. “And she said it might be coming through her.”

****** One hundred and fifteen minutes, yes I was counting, Damon and I were spooning and I could feel the small puff of his breath on my neck, we were both wide awake, but just basking in the silence of each other warmths. "I was very young when it happened" Damon started, adjusting his body as he pulled me even closer to him. "You don't have to talk about it if you aren't ready" I whisper, stroking his arms around my waist slowly. "But I want to talk about it," Damon answered. "Okay, no judgments, I'm listening" "I was in high school then, my dad hasn't always been present in our life, it was just me, my mom and my sister..." "You have a sister?" I interrupted, my tone laced with surprise.