Not With A Bang Dramione Novels & Stories

----- Night had fallen, we had just got the food, the movie was chosen, whilst Taylor and Zack had grabbed the drinks. "Really, this movie?" Damon asked, raising an eyebrow as he checked the movie I had put on and paused. "Yes, I love horror movies." I really did! "Weird." He shook his head and I stuck my tongue out. Liam came over, his phone in front of him as he spoke to a sobbing Azura. "I don’t like you anymore, Wiyam, I don’t!" "I'm sorry pumpkin but today's a big people day." "Don’t call me punkin! I'm not your stupid punkin!"

The word comes out sharper than intended. Frustrated. Angry. Exhausted. That gets results. They move. I move closer to Damon again. His skin is still too warm. "Damon?" I say softly. His eyes open slightly. "Mm." "That is not an answer." A faint smirk tries to form. Fails. The door opens again. Every head in the room turns. Finally. Dorion steps inside.

Anthony cannot tell if he has wounded the men yet but judging from the scream and the strength of the blow, he’s almost sure it did. “Woah! Did you see that?” – Norton cheered again. “Yeah, we did, Norton. We saw it all.” “I didn’t know he has a dynamite with him.” – Damon said,,hiding his smile “I don’t even know what a dynamite is.” – Harper muttered

“Well that’s definitely some good news” She chuckled and took another sip from her drink. “So you want the contract?” He asked. Angela looked around uncomfortably, then she adjusted on her seat. Her eyesight was getting blurry but yet unnoticed by her. “Yea…will Damon be in the movie?” She asked, smiling unusually. “Damon,you mean Damon Montero?” He asked unsure why she was asking after him. “Yes, the tall handsome Montero”. She giggled. “No”. “But why? He is a great actor”.

Harriet's pupils contracted, and she instinctively took a few steps back while mumbling, "This… This can't be true. You must have made a mistake! Aaron can't be dead. I'll call him right now and have him come back immediately." Her hands trembled as she pulled out her phone to call me, pressing the wrong number several times in her panic. As expected, the call didn't connect. Harriet's lips quivered as she forced out a stiff smile. "Maybe his phone was incinerated in the explosion. Maybe if we wait a bit longer, he'll come back to the station." Samson shook his head and handed her a document, his expression heavy with sorrow. "Harriet, this is the DNA report we had the lab produce overnight.

The vein in his forehead is visible because he seems so angry with his friend, and that's right. “June.” “Damon.” she replies. There is an exchange of glances between the two and I place my hand on my forehead. I'm in the middle of a bad trip. “Is this a hidden camera?” I ask before starting to laugh nervously. “Ah no, not at all, she smiles, Sasha, here is your new boss!” “JUNE!.” “It's like 50 Shades of Grey,but better.” she adds while typing her hands. I'm having a stroke, someone please help me. Damon glares at his friend while she seems happy with the act she has just done while I just look at them without saying a word.

Monet leaned in, the neon pink lights reflecting off the gold rims of her glass. "Girl, my phone has been blowing up since six this morning," Monet shouted over the beat, her eyes gleaming. "I’ve got clients I haven’t heard from in years suddenly asking if I can 'squeeze them in' just so they can ask if I really know the girl on Damien Blackwood’s arm."

"Damien Moretti and Lady Natalia St Dumas." The applause that followed drowned my confusion as the spotlight flashed on Damien and his so called business partner.

She turned quickly—and immediately stood up, seeing Nick and Luna who had been standing there all along. “Luna!” Donna stood up, immediately hugging Luna with a big smile. "Are you okay? I missed you, Luna," she said with a sad face. “Mrs. Donna, I'm fine, don't worry about me.” Luna smiled kindly. “Mom...” Nick called her again, but Donna still ignored him. (Poor you Nick! Xixi) “Are you hungry, dear? I can make you something delicious to eat.” Donna looked very excited. Meanwhile, Nick looked very upset. Who was Donna's real kid? Why was his presence like a passing breeze, completely invisible? How cruel her.

Cindy looked fearful as she stuttered, "K-Karl, I don't have the money…" The man grabbed her by the hair and slammed her head against the wall. "No money? Then, you'd better come up with some! Didn't you say your sister had money? Get her out here to pay me back!" Cindy's wound split open again. She hissed in pain but still forced a smile, terrified of angering them. As a result, the expression on her face looked unnaturally twisted. "My sister is dead," she said. A heavy kick landed on her abdomen.