Invincible Damien Darkblood Novels & Stories

The next second Damien sank his fangs deep into her neck as sucked the blood out of her, he had almost sucked her dry but the driver knocked on the window to refrain him from doing something he might regret, they had seen him leave with the lady. He unwilling let her go as splashes of blood covered his mouth. He usually felt rejuvenated after consuming such fresh blood. Damien got out of the car as he headed to the other car that waited for him. His men knew what to do on such occasions. The driver had the seatbelt on the unconscious lady who had turned pale instantly, Damien had almost killed her, if he had been late by two seconds the poor lady would not be alive. Dan stayed for a while as

And she's surprised when the lock suddenly opens in front of her. She saw an old book inside the vault. A dusty and black old book. Her curiosity becomes even stronger. She took the book and sit on the dusty chair. She opens the pages of the book and started to read its content. "Damien died because of her beloved woman who cheated him on their wedding day. Everyone thought that he really died but actually, he didn't die. He only falls into a deep sleep. And he will rise again once he can drink the blood of a young woman. A special person that has three different kinds of blood inside her body," she stops to read for a moment to catch her breath and then continue.

When Damien returned twenty minutes later, naked and covered in fresh enemy blood streaks across his chest and cock ,“You killed for me again, Daddy. Damien groaned, fucking her throat deep. That’s my girl. Your mother tried to keep this power from you too. He lifted her, pinned her against the window overlooking the dark forest, and railed her pussy mercilessly. Blood from his fresh kill smeared across her heavy breasts and soft belly with every thrust. He bit her shoulder, reopening the mating mark and drinking from her as he knotted her cunt, pumping her full once more.

bCaldor’s smile disappeared slightly. “Then die for her too.”bDark energy exploded from Caldor’s body. Damian barely blocked it in time. But the blood oath suddenly flared brighter across his arm. Pain hit him instantly. His movements was slowed. Caldor noticed immediately. “Pathetic.” He slammed Damian backward across the sanctuary floor. “Damian!” I screamed. The hunter suddenly appeared in front of me. Its massive hand wrapped around my throat instantly. Cold darkness spread through my body. “You will come willingly now.”

"Take your men and wipe out the goblins below us. There's another force coming up that wooded hill to our right, they're mine." Rhett swung his arms back and forth and rolled out his neck. "You got it; I hate those slimy fuckers." As Rhett signaled his men and they crept down to the valley, Damien reached inside the minds of his men and told them about the surprise awaiting them. Damien walked out and stood at the edge of the hill. He bent his neck from side to side then shook out his hands. As the first wolf appeared from the forest, Damien closed his eyes. He waited until the hillside was littered with as many men as possible, he could see each of their faces and the whites of their eyes.

Maybe if I kill Matias… I let the thought trail off. It would be a fantastic move but a terrible addition to my plan. I can't have two of their assassins die in my hands. I've been lucky the first time, I don't know if I could hitchhike through the second death within their circle especially if the reason is me, again. And if Vincenzo can't see right through me I'm sure Sebastian or Bast as he introduced himself, would surely do. Sebastian Grey. Instead of warmth, I felt dread whenever I see him or when our eyes met. And not just because of his physical monstrosity, it's the way his gaze seems to penetrate deep through my dark core.

Because this was none other than Damien Vandolff, the Vampire King. Damien was perfection personified. Built the size of a battle tank, a physique to die for and a face so unparalleled in beauty that no one can forget it once they had a look, he was the most coveted and the most dangerous creature on the planet. Except, he didn’t just break hearts, he crushed them in the palm of his hands, after ripping it out of the person’s body. His hair appeared black in the darkness but I knew that it was originally a very, very dark shade of red.

Caught up in the rapture of his mouth sucking at her throat, she came on his cock before the last beat of her heart carried her into undeath. When she awoke, her Sire had instructions for her. She texted Damien, lulling him into false security as she returned to their home to prepare her trap. Damien's soul howled as the darkness bled into him. And then the hunger arose. In his dark dreams, Damien's mouth watered for blood. As his body was reborn into unlife, the coppery scent of his own blood, still staining the now cold water of the bathtub, tickled his nose. He yearned to feel the hot pulse of a human's artery beneath his lips right before he sank his fangs in and drank the glorious life.

"A few rogues—four in total—managed to get through our defenses. They came in and started attacking, but we took care of them fairly easily. But… the end result was the same." There was a pause, a beat of silence, and I could feel the weight of what Damien was about to say settle over us. Caroline’s eyes widened slightly, a flicker of unease crossing her face. She wasn’t expecting this. None of us were. I knew it, and Damien’s next words confirmed that. "Black blood," Damien continued, his voice dropping lower, almost as if the words themselves were dangerous to speak. "Their bodies decayed at a phenomenal rate. We’ve never seen anything like it before."

I watched Damian’s face carefully, expecting to see a flicker of annoyance, perhaps a shadow of concern that my toxic ex-husband might bring unwanted public scandal to his multi-billion-dollar empire. Instead, a slow, terrifying smile crept onto Damian Blackwood’s face. It wasn't a smile of warmth or amusement. It was the dark, predatory curve of a apex hunter who had just been handed permission to destroy his prey. His icy eyes flared with a lethal, blinding light that made my breath catch entirely in my chest. He took one slow, deliberate step back into my personal space, towering over me, his shadow wrapping around me like a velvet blanket. “If he thinks he can stop this,” Damian murmured