Stefan And Damon Mga Nobela at Kwento

Damon asked with a teasing look on his face, which made me laugh. “It’s so good,” I replied, still enjoying it with relish as I closed my eyes. “I’m glad you like it,” he replied with a smile on his face. We continued eating in silence, sipping our drinks at intervals, and we were almost done when my door was pushed open with our kids running to us. “Mom”, “Dad”, They said simultaneously. Lisa rushed to hug Damon, while Liam came to hug me. Lisa and Damon were now so close that, at times, it felt unreal considering the number of times she taunted him before finding out he was her dad.

On the bright side I’m no longer horny, I’m sure I won’t be needing anything tonight. “So, we will see you inside.” Tyler nudges Cal to the door who hasn’t taken his eyes off Damian this whole time. What’s his deal? It’s not like we’ve hooked up lately. Yea when we were both in a dark place we comforted each other, okay we had sex, a lot of it. But that hasn’t happened in months. I wonder what’s up his ass. I give Tyler a look of thanks and an I owe you one when I look over at Damian who is fucking smirking at Cal like he won this round. Men, everything is a pissing contest.

Don't be a danger to yourself or others! Damian apologized, feeling a cold sweat pour down his back. He could have killed two people just now! In his subconscious, Damian still had his night with Rafał and the emotions associated with it. The experience of ecstasy and beauty, of unusual closeness but also of loneliness of his lover.

A very blunt knife. "We're going for breakfast at the local, head to our oil company headquarters, meet the Prince who's our good friend and business partner in his yacht for lunch, get some things at the Mall, head back to the hotel for dinner and off by morning back Home." Damian's cold and official voice spoke with no emotions, Damon just types absently on his phone. I think I just got shot. Damian cold voice is already telling me to give up, and he's the loving one among the duo. I didn't expect this cold feet at all from him. I really fucked up-- BIG TIME.

“Between us, who exactly is the normal one?” Laughter drifted softly through the air, blending with the presence of several women dressed in delicate, revealing lingerie that added a subtle undercurrent of sensuality to the atmosphere. “Haha… don’t you like what you see? Come, let’s sit,” Damian said. When they reached the couch, Calvin’s gaze suddenly locked onto Anthony. Surprise flickered faintly across his sharp features, quickly buried beneath composure. “Calvin and Simon, this is Anthony and Anderson—my high school friends. And these are Owen and Jake, my childhood buddies. These two here are my university brothers,” Damian introduced.

Stefan. His brother, the hunting dog, the illegitimate son. Damon’s lips curled at the thought. How sweet it would be to see him broken, poisoned, helpless. He had arranged it so carefully. Stefan would be too weak to fight back, and that mutt werewolf would take the blame for it all. Reaching Stefan’s quarters, he rapped sharply on the door. “Stefan,” he drawled, feigning civility. “open the door, I need to talk to you”

Damon never took it lightly with any man who showed even the slightest bit of interest in me, so what was so different about Luca? I noticed Luca staring so openly at me from the corner of his eyes, and I wished the ground would open up and swallow me, so I wouldn’t have to deal with this much tension. When he didn’t stop staring, I whipped up my gaze at him, glaring. What? I communicated with my eyes, willing him to look away. But he didn’t. Damon cleared his throat then, and I quickly threw my gaze away from Luca, and back to my plate. “So,” he started, dropping his spoon on the plate and looking up at Luca, “did you two throw actual punches?”

she asked, her brows knitted together in confusion. "Damien and I..." I paused, hesitating. Should I really tell her? Damien had told me not to tell anyone, but I couldn't take this anymore. I needed to pour out my feelings, and who better than my best friend to listen and not judge? "Damien and I... We are only contracted mates. It was never meant to be love between us. I needed help to get away from Elijah and get everything back while he needed a pretend Luna to be an Alpha, so we made the deal."

"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 asked eagerly. "I did. I saw Stefan more than Damon. But I got to know both of them. They're both fine. Damon doesn't live at the castle with them. He was banished for some reason and lives in an outcast camp. But he likes it there. All the outcasts that live there are pretty happy together. They live a peaceful life. Stefan is still with Eric but when it came to the end, he saved my life and helped me get out of there." I explained. And I could see the tears start to stream down her face. "So, they're both happy and healthy. And they haven't been corrupted by their father?" She asked.