Matt Damon Young Novels & Stories

Damian looked at me for a long moment. Then nodded. “Together,” he said. The word felt heavier than it should have. But not in a bad way. The baby shifted again. This time opening her eyes briefly. Just a glimpse. Then closing them again. Like she trusted the world enough to sleep inside it. Damian smiled faintly. It was small. But real. I hadn’t seen that version of him in a long time. He leaned back slightly. Then spoke again. “I keep thinking about Charlotte,” he said quietly.

“I’m serious, Mom. You know nothing about him.” “Don’t be ridiculous, Liz. I’ve known Damien for months. He’s in real estate, originally from Louisiana, never married—he was too focused on his work.” “That’s what he told you? God! Can’t you see how weird this is? He’s rich, handsome, powerful—and he wants to marry you just months after meeting? He doesn’t even care that you have an eighteen-year-old daughter?” “Damien adores you. You’d feel the same if you gave him a chance,” she snapped. “And for your information, I might be middle-aged, but I’m still a catch.”

“Leave him out of this.” “Liana,” his voice softens as his eyes meet mine. “Your son is safe. On that, I give ye my word.” I pull Mattew into my side, wanting so badly to believe it’s true but Damian can see my doubt isn’t going anywhere, and he takes matters into his own hands, kneeling down so he’s face to face with my baby. “Hello there, how are you” He ruffles Mattew hair with his big hand. “My name is Damian, what’s yours?”

I felt Matt took my phone, and he cursed in the wind. “How is he getting this information, Matt? I thought you said he was an amateur.” I sounded accusing the person who has helped since. “He’s far from being an amateur, Bobbie. Dammit! I thought we would catch him before he does something like this.” “What do you mean?” Damien sounded wary, and I would be too if I was in his shoe. Matt told them everything when I agreed to it. Now, there are four of us on this issue and it surprised me when Damien offered his assets. Apparently, Damon has his security company in Greece, which handles situations like this with their business.

I glanced up and my heart was already racing. "What is it, Oscar? "You won't be disappointed. Take a look." I cautiously opened the envelope, revealing a glossy photograph of a young man with impeccably styled ash-blonde hair. He looked like a rich kid and Oscar cleared his throat. "That's your girl's mate. Looks like a chocolate eclair, doesn't he?" My jaw clenched as I studied the image of the boy. " Are you sure about this?” “A thousand percent. Trust me I did my homework. His name is Damien. And get this, his mom is loaded as they come. He's the only child of a billionaire."

He couldn't believe that he is standing in front of Damien. Damien is amused by the shell shocked expression on Matt's face. "You didn't tell me that Matt usually freezes up when he meets new people" Damien turned towards George and teased Matt. George laughed at Damien's comment and Matt scratched the back of his head sheepishly. On the towards Maple Valley, George got used to Damien. He liked that his son in law is down to earth and not at all arrogant. The way he is teasing Matt proves it all. "I ... I was a little shocked. Usually I only saw you in the TV. Apart from those two times, this is the first time I am looking at a celebrity this close" Matt confessed, with a shy smile.

he said, looking at Damon. "Hey little man," Damon said, bending down and ruffling his hair but his brother growled. "Mommy is mad at you," he said, smirking at Damon. "I know I will talk to her later; I want you to meet my mate," Damon says, standing up straight. The little boy looks at me and smiles, "I know she is your mate; that is why mommy is mad at you," and walks to me. "Hey, I'm this idiot's younger and gorgeous brother, Tommaso Mattea," he says, holding his hand.

As Damien arrived, he found Matt and informed him that there was a possibility he could get his old life back. "I almost killed a hunter yesterday," Matt blurted out. "What?" Damien asked with his eyes wide open, and his heart began to race faster. "No, no, don't be afraid. I won't harm you, but it's getting uncontrollable," Matt explained. "Hmm. This is serious. No problem, I want to go and meet with the researcher now. Let's hope it will work out," Damien said as he made his way out. Damien met with the researcher, Dr. Oliver Stacy, in a small café downtown. Dr. Stacy was a small woman, with thick glasses and frizzy hair. But she exuded a quiet confidence that put Damien at ease.

a deep baritone voice resounded from behind him and he was quickly towered by a masculine man with a rather cold look on his face. “Damien, what are you doing here? I thought you left after the dinner?” he asked. Damien is the world’s youngest Major General. He is also the eldest son of his Uncle, Asael Knoxx, and his wife Kirsten Knoxx. His uncle had three children with Kirsten and another daughter, Aria Pendragon, with his ex-fiance, Athalia Pendragon.

“You see... no one knew who our mother was. Our father told us she abandoned us, but the truth was she wasn’t a wolf, and back then, that was against our rules. But with our mother, we have a second chance at having a mate. Hence Dane’s situation. Lucky bastard.” “I don’t understand,” I mumbled. “You’re Dane’s second mate.” He answered. “It’s almost as if you are Selena reincarnated.” “I’m seventeen. That would mean you killed her that many years ago, the day I was born.” I shook my head. “Dane looks so young.” Kade chuckled. “We don’t age.” He declared. Confused, I looked at him like he was stupid. “So now you’re a vampire?”