Invincible Damien Darkblood Novels & Stories

Reiner stepped back and bowed respectfully. "Boss." Crain strained his neck to look at the newcomer. Despite his battered state, he could tell from the way the guards treated him that this man was incredibly powerful. Damien walked over and squatted down in front of Crain, looking him dead in the eye with a calm, dangerous gaze. "And who the hell are you?" Crain demanded, his voice shaking. Damien looked right back at him with an icy stare. "I'm not a public figure, so you probably haven't heard of me. I'm Damien Blackwood. But some people call me the Living Yama."

My heart pounded, blood roaring in my ears as I prepared for another onslaught. But then I saw him—Damien. The entire cave seemed to hold its breath as he stood there, his presence commanding, his eyes locked on Zac. Damien moved with blinding speed. He reached down and grabbed Zac’s wolf, lifting him as if he weighed nothing. In one brutal, fluid motion, he twisted Zac’s head, snapping it with a sickening crack. And then, as if that wasn’t enough, he reached into Zac's chest, his claws ripping through flesh and bone, and pulled out his heart in one swift motion.

He looked at Damien with his nasty eyes and said, "You are not dying, Hunter. I will never kill you. You must stay alive and watch the video clip of your mate as I ravish her." No sooner did he turn around and disappear under the dark misty night, Damien felt something struck his head making everything turn black. Tbc...

he cries. I lunge the knife into the left side of his stomach. He screams in pain. I did it again on his upper right. “Help! Mum! Dad!” Lockie screams. “Goodnight, sleep tight.” I whisper. I quickly slash his throat and leave. I head back to Dead Man’s Woods. I’ve completed my revenge for now. Until someone else crosses paths with me I’ll stay hidden. Saunders house: The front door flings open and the security lights light up. A young boy runs out covered in blood and keeps collapsing. He holds his hand to his throat and the other on his stomach.

Fangs bared, eyes glowing with mindless hunger. “No…” Damien stepped back, heart — cold and dead for centuries — somehow still breaking. “Not you.” Viktor lunged with centuries of speed. Damien barely dodged, rolling across the wet grass. They clashed in a blur of claws and fangs. For every strike Damien landed, Viktor’s superior age gave him the edge. In the end, Damien drove a silver scalpel — stolen from the lab — straight through his sire’s heart. Viktor gasped, eyes clearing for one final moment. “You… were always… my greatest pride.”

I moved a little closer—not aggressive, just enough to kill the comfortable distance. “Let me tell you what I know,” I said quietly. “Darkroot disrupts wolf bonds. Small doses mimic natural bond severance so well that most pack medics don’t spot it. It’s illegal everywhere around here. And you’ve been using it.” I held her gaze. “Damien isn’t just dying the way everyone says—he’s dying because you’re killing him.” She didn’t flinch. I respected that. “That’s a serious accusation,” she said. “It is,” I answered.

“We’re not done.” I took both his and Elena’s hands, closed my eyes, and willed us to the next place. ******** When I opened them again, we were standing in darkness. The only light shone on Damien. He was on the ground, clutching his side, blood soaking through his shirt. His face twisted in pain, his breath ragged. “Stay back!” he shouted, his voice raw. “I’m dangerous. Don’t come near me!” Elena gasped, but I shook my head. “No. He needs us.”

She still didn’t understand why Damien let the boy go. The boy gave her dangerous vibe yet he was still intimidated by Damien. Why? Damien was the victim still he wasn’t acting like a victim. “I can’t wrap my head around why Damien let him go but I'd let it slide. I don’t think I deserve to be targeted by a Chinese mercenary in the first place. I did nothing wrong.” Arya said. Connor’s lips twitched when he heard ‘Chinese mercenary’. It was obvious to him who the offender was. Debby.

He went straight to the metal table and laid the girl there. Doctor Jones Hampton was not surprised that another victim is brought to him again by one of his hunter friends. It has been going on like this since he started his career and he isn't complaining. In fact he likes it. He likes it that these hunters always take the initiation to save some humans who had done nothing to be preyed on by vampires like him. Reason why he remained vegetarian, or the animal blood-sucking vampires. This is also the reason why he dedicated his life helping hunters save these people. He stays in his clinic 24 hours during weekdays and only goes home on the weekends.

He muttered, I watch him drag Hayden away and ran out of the club. Getting outside, I met him sitting on the car, Smoking, He looks devilishly hot as he smoke, I cough slightly and he turned to me. "Hi"I greeted softly and he nodded. "Everything he said about me is true,I'm the doom itself,I will break you,Hurt you and torment you,You still choose to come back?"He snorted,I Walked closer to him a little bit and sighed. "I know you won't hurt me,You're not a demon,Stop scaring me"I stomped my foot tiredly on the ground.