Lisa Damour Books Novels & Stories

Damien asked fussing like the mother hen he is. “ You okay baby?”. Alex asked worriedly. “ I'll be fine dad, you guys are just fussing too much, it's just periods “. Lisa said irritatedly but I can see how much she loves the attention she's getting from everyone. Emma made her way to the bed asking Damien to lift her up. He sets her between him and Lisa, she snuggles closer. “ Don't worry sissy, I'll take care of you”. She said cutely.

muttered Lisa taking a cell phone in her bag. "Hello, as usual. I want you to inflict torture on one of the women who has dared to seduce Damian. I'll send the identity of the woman right away." Lisa smiled wickedly after disconnecting the call to the hitman. She deliberately did that to make Sira even more tormented. "Accept the torture. You bitch!" Lisa clenched her fists. Then stylishly wearing sunglasses, she walked out of Damian's house. Damian stared from a distance at Lisa's departure, "I don't know what that woman is up to anymore. She seems to be too jealous. I didn't realize I was making love to that little girl," Damian muttered as he suddenly remembered Sira.

Professor Lisa asked with a smile on her face. “Huh?” Damian brought out his phone which wasn't ringing, “Hello, yes,” he said and walked away. Professor Lisa smiled at me, “You two are getting close.” I could see the happiness on her face, but I had to tell her the truth so she wouldn't have ideas, “It's not like that; Damian was really drunk last night.” Professor Lisa touched my face with a smile on her face, “Even when Damian is drunk, he never makes a move on a naked woman. He doesn't see her, but my son saw you in a drunk state; that's the start of something.”

Author Pov Damon sighed heavily while staring at his wife who was laying on the bed same as for the last 4 days. From the day he saved her from Luca and she witnessed his death she has been either just kept on fainting or simply started crying and begging in her unconscious state. Doctors have instructed Damon to not leave Luciana for even a second. She’s mentally unstable and needed someone. All of the deaths in front of her left a huge impact on her mental health. Every time she wakes up she only remembers Luca’s bloody body and her father’s burning one.

“You’re learning to coexist with it.” Damian nodded slowly. That felt achievable. --- He also did something quietly absurd. He started reading parenting books. It began as a joke, one he didn’t tell anyone. He ordered one online late at night, then another, then another. Soon his bedside table was stacked with titles about attachment, emotional intelligence, gentle discipline. Emma caught him reading one in the living room and squinted suspiciously. “Is that homework?” she asked. Damian glanced down at the book, then back up at her. “Something like that.”

“But there could be. You’re going to need a wife someday, Damien. Someone who understands this world, someone who can stand by your side. You need me and you know it.' My jaw tightened—Yes, I do need someone, but that someone is not you. I wanted to say, but I held my words back. “We’ve already had this discussion. My answer hasn’t changed.” But Lisa was determined to piss me off today. She stepped around the desk, moving closer to me. "Is it because of that little whore?" I knew she was referring to Vivian and the fact she spoke about her like that railed me up, but before I could react, she reached for the hem of her dress and, in one swift motion, pulled it over her head, leaving her comp

The Ds-professional love is a detective series formed around different parts of the world but mainly the United states of America in the city of Los Angeles.. Its though a love stories in a lesfic genre but yet a thriller with a mystery to solve around the many. This book will be published is series. Each season a book of it's own. Character mining

They wanted them to come home instead. Lilia wraps her hands around herself and looks out of the window. The fact that she could have died isn’t the only thing that is bothering her. There is something more. Something that had happened between her and Damion just before she started having chest pains. If Esther’s witch had not started the ritual at that exact moment, they would have kissed and Lilia has no idea what to make of it. Now that the danger of death has passed, the guilt of having almost kissed Damion was eating her up. This is so wrong. She is with Brent. She has no idea what got into her. She loves Brent and she is dating him and kissing Damion would have been a betrayal. She doe

Claire whispered, sipping her wine. “Maybe because you look breathtaking in that gold gown,” Lisa replied smoothly. Claire smirked, shifting slightly. “Or is he staring at my boobs?” Lisa followed Damien’s line of sight, noting the sharp intensity in his eyes. Then, with a sly smile, she leaned in and whispered, “Oh, definitely. Look at him, he is completely mesmerized. So passionate.” Claire chuckled, her vanity stroked. She knew she had the power to draw men’s eyes, especially the most desirable ones in the room. And if one of those men happened to be her own son-in-law… well, was that really such a big deal?

“We can’t wait much longer. The stress is too high. We’re looking at delivering your third daughter within the next week, possibly by C-section. The fourth baby… the prognosis is poor.” Damien’s hand never left mine. I cried quietly as they adjusted medications and increased monitoring. When the room cleared, Damien pressed his forehead to my belly and spoke directly to our children. “Fight for Mommy,” he whispered. “Daddy’s going to clear the path for you. I promise.” Later that afternoon, with the new files from Lilith in hand, Damien began his counterattack from the chair beside my bed. Calls. Legal motions. Media leaks. He moved like the ruthless CEO I’d first feared and fallen for.