Novel & Cerita Pokemon Damian

Rough. Minimal. Cold. “You shouldn’t be in here.” His voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked at him. I scoffed lightly. “I don’t want to be.” I crossed my arms. “But I need to tell you about Damian.” Cain folded his arms across his chest. “I’m listening.” That was…Unexpectedly easy. I took a breath. “Damian is a very sly man,” I began, putting extra emphasis on the word. “And he doesn’t need to be physically stronger than you to win.”

Damian had only one arm left. Blood was gurgling out of his wound and staining the ground on his feet with red. At a distance not far away, Gerald’s face was fully written with shock as he said excitedly, “He’s a pre-celestial fighter who can condense his energy… Yet he can’t even take one punch from Dr. Yarde…” It was only now he realized how much he had underestimated Kayson. Damian controlled his energy around his body and stopped the bleeding.

Damian had only one arm left. Blood was gurgling out of his wound and staining the ground on his feet with red. At a distance not far away, Gerald’s face was fully written with shock as he said excitedly, “He’s a pre-celestial fighter who can condense his energy… Yet he can’t even take one punch from Dr. Yarde…” It was only now he realized how much he had underestimated Kayson. Damian controlled his energy around his body and stopped the bleeding.

He looked like your typical boy next door and not one you would see battling for revenge. "Oooh," he grinned. "You're mesmerized, aren't you?" "Fuck off!" I snapped. "Gladly," he chuckled and turned to go. "Move and I'll gladly pummel you to bits." I threatened. "Who the hell are you?" He sighed. "I'm Damian. D for short. Shall I tell you my middle name, where I live, and place of birth?" "I detest talkative. The only thing saving you right now is my lack of a gun." I spat.

His fingers dug deeper into my waist as he pulled me closer into his chest. His eyes flickered to Henry, and the grin widened just a bit before he dropped the grenade on them, voice calm, like he was talking about the weather. “I’m Damian,” he said. “Cindy’s boyfriend.” What! Damian?! He let the silence stretch, letting it sink in. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you all.”

His gaze stayed on Marvin’s pale face before he finally said, “No, I’m not.” Then he slipped something from his pocket and handed it to me...it was a card. I turned it over, and there it was: Marvin’s company logo staring right back at me. I didn’t know why, but my heart tripped over itself. Marvin had mentioned this man before… his PA. The one he called calculated, cold, and a strategist. What was his name again… uhm... "Damian. Damian Verano,” he supplied smoothly, almost as if he’d read my thoughts. “I came to check on him.”

"Hi, Kaia!" I looked at the men approaching Brenda and me. They're faces are familiar since we only go to one school. But I only knew one there. Damian. He is the son of one of my professors and is known for being temperamental. He already approached me a few times. Cases I avoid because I don’t want to get involved with someone like him. "Damian is really handsome. You know, there are a lot of bad records so I'm out there," Brenda whispered. "Who do you support?" Damian asked cooly. He was so close to us that I can smell his very strong perfume. I almost didn’t want to breathe anymore because of that.

he said “Yeah, not really, I mean uhmmm… it’s complicated” “I understand” he said “Do you know him” she asked “Yeah and his leviathan friend” he said and she was surprised, how did he know Arnold was a Leviathan? ‘How... What do you mean?” “I mean be careful with the Leviathan guy?” he said “What do you mean by that? Who are you?” “Just call me Damien” “Ok, Damien how did you know that?”

That’s where I find myself now, in my home office with my dad and Lucas. Lucas is hands on, holding me close, slapping my back as he greets me. “It’s so good to have you back,” he tells me but then his face changes alerting me to something that’s obviously dire and needs speaking about. I don’t have to wait, his words grace my ears only seconds later. “There’s a problem,” he starts, walking over to sit on the chair he often sits in. “Damian’s gone crazy, searching every pack south of Canada for his mate. Apparently she’s a newborn,” he tells me.

I laughed because I grew up with the future alpha, Damian. He is my best friend and occasionally we have kissed but I am keeping my virginity for my mate. Damian is 6’ 8” of solid muscle, short black hair, a tribal tattoo from his chest to his shoulder around his neck and arm and across this back. He is a walking sex on a stick with piercing bright blue eyes. His temper does match his bad boy look but has always had a sweet spot for me. I know I have always caught his eye. Being 5’ 7” slender and toned body with waist dark wavy hair and emerald green eyes, I tend to catch a few guys eyes. However I think most of them think they will get the position of beta so I tend to ignore them.