Klaus And Damon Novels & Stories

“You didn’t know?” Elena’s eyes widened. “You own… everything, don’t you?” Damon bent down to her face. His breath brushed her ear. “Not everything. Not yet.” Her friends whistled from the dance floor. “Go, Elena!” one of them yelled. She ignored them, heart racing. “I’m off the clock, Mr. Voss. You can’t boss me around here.” His grip tightened. “Call me Damon tonight.” His voice dropped even lower. “And I can do whatever the fuck I want in my own club.”

As I walked on as thought I hadn't said anything, I felt a hand wrap around my arm and pulled me back, pinning me to the shelves of food. “ Do you really think so...??” Damien growled as he lowered his head towards me. My nose were immediately assaulted by his strong cologne mixed with the smell of new clothing. Did he just buy the hoodie??? No...no…no…Olivia that's not why you should be focused on!!! Damien is right in front of you!!!!!!! “ Wh....What are you doing Mr Klaus...??” I stuttered as he tried my best to swallow. “Mr Klaus,?? C'mon, it's just us here, you can call me Damien ” he said softly as he stared deep in my eyes.

No words were needed—the storm was only beginning. Cliffhanger: Damien steps inside, his eyes locked on Kael, and the tension in the room threatens to explode.

Damon said darkly. “Then let’s finish this,” Kael growled. What happened next was chaos. Kael launched at Damon, fangs bared, claws out. The two Alphas collided with a force that cracked the bunker walls. They fought like beasts, like gods battling beneath the mountain. Damon was faster—his powers unnatural, bolstered by the dark pact he’d made—but Kael was relentless. I scrambled for the dropped blade, rising just as Damon knocked Kael to the ground with a brutal slam.

Shadows stretched long under the silver moon and for a moment, the silence was so heavy I feared the earth itself had stopped breathing. "Luna Rachel." The voice was like silk sliding over a blade. I spun around, gasping. Standing near a gnarled oak was Clark, Elijah’s most trusted envoy. He wasn't alone. Four warriors stood behind him, their eyes glowing with predatory curiosity. "Mara said you would come," Clark said, his gaze raking over my disheveled hair and the cloak I’d purposely torn. "It seems the Great Alpha Damon has finally pushed his mate too far." "He doesn't understand," I whispered, pulling my cloak tighter, my hands trembling with a mix of adrenaline and the cold. "He would

He cussed and raised his hands to hit me. I closed my eyes as I waited for the pain but didn't feel any. Instead, the hold on my gaur was released and I heard painful grunts. I opened my eyes to see Damian standing in front of me and Roman groaning painfully on the floor. It seemed like Damian had beaten him to a pulp. "Didn't I ask you to stay still?" I heard Damian say and looked up to see him staring at me. His eyes were filled with anger, worry and..... love??

Kael chuckled softly, though there was no humor in the sound. “Then you may have just made the biggest mistake of your life.” Damon’s patience snapped. With a furious roar, his aura exploded outward, sending a powerful wave of dominance across the clearing. Several wolves stumbled backward while others dropped their gazes immediately. “You think you can steal from my pack?” Damon shouted. Kael’s silver eyes flashed dangerously. “You threw her away.” That was the final straw. With a growl, Damon lunged forward, claws aimed directly at Kael’s throat.

We have two children, we are married, who would have thought that. ''Truly, we are both lucky to have you in our lives, Thomas.''Damon says smiling.''I've never received love from anyone but Luc. You loved us just the way we are. ''It would be impossible not to love you. We looked forward, watching Klaus fight Enzo. ''Will we have peace?''I ask. ''We sure will.''The two say in unison. I turn to the two. ''I love you. They leaned over and kissed my cheeks.

Harley and I hugged for a long time and swayed to the music before settling down as Wells asked Kat everything about Damon, from his favourite food to his preferred brand of underwear and we all just laughed. “See Finley, you can make pasta at least. Damon won’t die from that,” he said to me. “You like my brother?” Kat asked me. “No, I don’t like him,” I said as they all laughed at me. “Then why did you sleep with him?” Wells asked me as Kat choked on her shot and spat the liquor out all over the table. “This I want to hear,” Kat said as she moved closer to me. “Oh it was a night quite like this, we were drinking and dancing and the next moment Damon threw her over his shoulder and stalked o

she states, a trace of skepticism in her voice. Damon's lips twitch slightly, his unwavering gaze fixed on her. “What's your condition?” Cleo holds his gaze, her eyes revealing a determination that catches him off guard. “Release Princess Lana from your affections.” Her words hang in the air, and for a moment, Damon seems stunned into silence. “What?” He finally sputters, disbelief etched across his face. “That’s impossible.” “Why? Don't tell me you are in love with her.” Cleo taunts, her gaze filled with mischief. “Well, I can't let her have you, and the Moon Church.”