Matt Damon Novels & Stories

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

“Here’s someone you can trust. I don’t know how dangerous it will be out there so that is why I need you to be safe here till I get back okay?” “Hello, Tiffanie. I’m Lord Tyrel,” Damon’s councilman said, coming closer. I heard Tiffanie’s sharp intake of breath. “Okay,” she said. “I’ll stay here. I really hope you know what you’re doing. I wish you success by the way.” I smiled and got up. “Thanks.” “Let’s go,” I said to Damon, who held my hand and started to lead me through the path. Could wolves see in the dark? I wasn’t sure.

he said as his hand sought out mine. “And where is home?” I asked him. “I live in a gated community a few miles outside of Newport, about an hour and a half away, close to the Canadian border and right across from Lake Memphremagog,” he said. “Gated community… neighbours…” I said and smiled uneasily. “You have neighbours now,” he said. “The only reason Mr. Hagley survives is because he can switch his hearing aid off,” I said and he laughed. Damon parked his truck on the street in front of my house and we climbed out. I stretched as I made my way up the porch steps and suddenly Damon was in front of me, taking the keys from my hand as he looked around.

I rubbed my hands together looked at her straight in the eye, and noticed how puffy they were, maybe there was trouble in paradise after all. “I have some bad news for you this morning.” I began. She stopped what she was doing and looked at me. “What is it?” She asked. “Damien called in sick this morning.” “Oh? That is so terrible, what's wrong with him?” she seemed genuine enough. “Not sure yet. But I told him to go see a doctor and spend some time recuperating at home.” The lies were easier than I had thought. “I hope he gets better. So who's going to go with me to school, I have an early lecture this morning.” her brows creased in confusion.

fice. Damon got out of his chair, a,d damn. Naomi tried to keep her eyes on his face, nowhere else. He was wearing suit pants, a light blue shirt that compliments his skin tone, and a double-breasted waistcoat. He looked more mature with less of the childish features she had seen in the pictures on the tabloids.. “You didn't tell me you were coming,” Damon said, his tone as cold as ice. “You never respond to my messages or calls.” Naomi folded her arms.

We walked through the doorway and into the vast, echoing space. Damien stood there, his back to us, one hand casually resting behind him, but even from this distance, I could see the telltale glint of metal a gun. The same gun. A Glock 17gen5 The latest model, sleek and deadly. At least I knew my weapons. And then my eyes landed on Matteo. He knelt on the cold stone floor, his head bowed, his face utterly devoid of emotion, an unsettling blank canvas. “I guess you were never going to tell me about the letters, right?” Damien’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and laced with a coldness that made my blood ruddy in my skin.

Matthew raises his hands in surrender. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip your throat out right now" he growls out, his eyes switching colors between grey and black. "Serenity wouldn't l-" He growls again making Matthew roll my eyes. He knew he was being an asshole, but It was quite amusing to see how he managed to get under Damien's skin so easily. Dom, Matthew's wold snickers inside his head in amusement. "Look I'm sorry about what happened, I had to do it—" Damien raises a hand in the air, asking him to stop talking.

He said, "I approve of your relationship with Ariel . I will reject her as my mate after the war as I have already told her, and then Elle and I can continue with our relationship." Damien's words really surprised Alex . Was this really the Damien he knew? He might have been another one because the main Damien, the one that Alex knew would never act like this. He would never speak in a tone as calm as this while talking about a sore topic. He would never have forgiven Alex so easily like that especially with the terrible fight they'd had the other day. What surprised Alex the most was that Damien, a highly possessive person, would be willing to give up his goddess given mate to another man a

"You wanted this conversation. You barged in here demanding truth. Now you're going to hear all of it." "I said let me go!" "Make me." It's a challenge, a dare, and I take it. I shove him hard, but he barely moves. Instead, he uses my momentum against me, spinning us so my back hits the wall. The impact knocks the air from my lungs. "You want to know what Matteo was to me?" Damian's voice is rough, raw with emotion. "He was the only person who ever made me feel human. The only one who saw past the monster everyone else sees. And when he walked away, he took that humanity with him."

Put it in my pocket. I walked to Damon's study. Knocked. "Come in." He was at his desk. Papers everywhere. He looked tired. "Damon." "Laura." "I need to tell you something." He put his pen down. "What." "I found Matthew." His face went pale. "What did you say." "I found him. He lives in Seattle. He works at a tech company. He has a girlfriend. Her name is Emily." Damon stood up. "How did you find him." "The internet. Records. Photos. It was not hard."