Klaus And Damon Novels & Stories

As soon as he closed the door behind him, I head something crash against the floor and I immediately got up from my chair and headed towards the door, but I stopped short when I heard the angry voices. It was Dominic and Kate. “Looks like our night just got more interesting,” I aborted my mission and went back to my comfy chair. Whatever was between the two of them was between them. The commotion seemed to die down, but somewhere towards the end I heard Kate's voice loud and clear, maybe because she was screaming, or maybe it was because of the venom in her voice when she said: “You won't get away with this.” I didn't hear Dominic's voice, if he answered her back as I leaned back with one co

Damian's jaw was taut as he fought to hold back the explosion within him, his large hands anchoring her hips to ensure she couldn't slip away. The climax came quickly and inevitably. Selene arched, her body turning taut before collapsing into a long, violent tremor. Damian followed shortly after, his movements wild yet certain. Their breaths broke in unison, colliding in a silence filled only by the roar of the water and the frantic thudding of their hearts. Selene remained trembling, slumped in Damian's arms. The water continued to wash over them, yet it could not cool the heat that had just erupted.

“He’s so dreamy, isn’t he?” “Well, I can’t really see him,” she joked, causing the three of them to burst into giggles. They looked quite close even with the short time they had met. “I’ve watched some of his clips, though,” Keilah said. “And based on what I’ve heard, he sounds like a good-looking man.” I glanced at Enzo and chuckled when I saw him frowning at the three of them. “Damon?” he muttered under his breath. “Who is this Damon that they’re talking about?”

" The maid bobbed her head and rushed to the cellar. The heavy door groaned open— And a scream tore through the silence. "Don! Something's wrong!! Mrs. Corleone... she's dead! And there's a dead baby beside her!"

he replied, fighting back a grin. ​"I hate you!" ​"I love you, agapi mou," Damon replied, capturing her lips in a kiss. "Stop being jealous. You're the only one I love." ​As the kiss deepened, she tried to pull away. "Stop it, Damon. I have a meeting at ten this morning," she protested, even as his kisses trailed down her neck. ​"This will be quick," he rasped. ​Katerina was amazed by how fast he could be. Before she knew it, the playfulness turned into a heated, rhythmic passion that left her breathless.

“I didn’t want to start a war between you and Clara until I knew.” Damon sighed, poor Naomi. If only she knew that ship already sank and drowned! His reply died in his throat as a sharp knock rattled the door. Before he could answer it, the handle turned and the door swung open. One of the guards stood there and right behind him was Soonie. Damon’s face turned cold. He didn't know why but he didn't like the sight of that woman. At all. “Sir, we have Ms Soonie here and she claims to be…”

Damien tilted his head as if he was lost in thought; then, he smiled broadly, "Nothing." "Just leave the room. Roy is willing to take you wherever you desire, and oh, yes, there's a celebration," he stated, stopping by the door. His hand resting on the door's handle fell, and he turned back to her. "There'll be a celebration tonight to commemorate our mating and union as an Alpha pair." Damien said, then added, "Your maid should be here in..." Glancing at the silver watch on his wrist, a knock sounded on the door, and he said, "That should be my cue to leave."

The minister’s words concluded, signatures were signed, and the chapel emptied except for us. We were alone. --- The suite overlooking the city was quiet, private. The bustling world outside didn’t exist here—only the soft hum of the air conditioner, the gentle glow of the lamps, and the slow rhythm of our shared breaths. Damon removed his jacket, setting it aside, and turned to me. “Six months,” he said softly, “and we make it work without… mistakes.” I met his eyes, and for the first time since this began, I allowed myself to let my guard down. “We’ll do what we must,” I whispered, stepping closer.

“Brother, you work fast.” I wanted the ground to swallow me. Klaus only smirked. “She started it.” I hit his chest. Hard. He caught my hand and kissed my knuckles. In front of everybody. My soul left my body. Then he started introducing me around. “This is Damon,” he said, nodding to a broad guy with dimples. “Mate, finally,” Damon said dramatically. “He never shuts up about you.” “What?” I whipped toward Klaus. He looked innocent. Liar.

Just as she was about to shake off his hand, a Land Rover slowly pulled up outside the school gate and Klaus came down from the driver's seat. Luna didn't know where Justin got the idea that she was marrying an old man after dropping out from school. As Damian was about to pick him up like a little chick, Klaus suddenly showed up. Finally, he wasn't wearing Damian's military coat when he got out of his car. Instead, he was wearing a black fur coat, looking casual and young. After taking off his sunglasses, he scanned through the group of people gathered by the school gate with his deep green eyes before walking toward them.