Team Damon Or Stefan Novels & Stories

Damn, they were huge. "That’s right." Stefan confirmed. "This is my beta, Osiris, and my delta, Dex." Nodding, I continued to take in the stoic men. "They don’t seem very thrilled." I pointed out. "Did you force them along?" "Of course not!" Stefan huffed. "They’re just shy." Shy, I had a hard time believing such large men could be shy. However, before I could actually convince myself otherwise, Nazhoni bounced forward, leaning in much too close and examining both, causing bright red blushes to stain their cheeks.

He looked done as he stood there sweating. "good job buy more are coming",Damon says shifting back inti his wolf. More pour in and this seems like the last but these ones are stronger. "stay in tight formation ",I call out fighting. I get punched and slashed but I keep going. "damn your strong",a rogue chuckles. I glare at him. "what do you want?",I hiss anger filling me. "we want the queen ",this shit again. "she is mated, I glare at him, your to late",I swing and he hits back.

Frame agreement for a Dominant / Submissive relationship This document specifies the responsibilities and duties of Damon Zhang {the Dominant} and Mason Dharma {the Submissive} as part of a consensual BDSM agreement. This agreement is private and shall not be disclosed in any circumstances to anyone other than both parties and Marcus Carlisle, even if it is not legally binding. The Dominant I, Damon Zhang, request of Mason Dharma the acceptance of my dominance and guidance. I ask for ownership of your mind and body in return for my care and protection. Through this agreement, we may strengthen our bond and increase intimacy.

Damon seems to know what to say and when to say it, making me feel appreciated. "You're being so nice to me!" I laugh. "I don't see why I should not be," "Tell me, are my friends still behind that door?" Damon glances at the door for a few seconds before turning to look back at me, his eyes piercing directly into my own. When there isn't a tint of yellow, they appear warm and homey. The brown, for some, might appear dull and dark but for me, they appear light and full of life. Maybe, it's by the way he is staring at me.

He disarmed one and used the other's sword against him. Both fell to the ground with a thud, and they groaned. Damien smiled, "Well done, boys. You're learning quickly. And remember, teamwork and strategy are just as important as strength and skill." Damien said, extending his hands to both, and they accepted his help, standing. "Now I want to see you both face off." He said, moving out of their path. "I need to see more precision and not just brute strength," Damien yelled to some of the trainees involved in archery practice.

"Also, you are fucking delusional to think we will let you take our Luna away just like that." They three went frozen in shock as they heard the familiar voice. They all turned around to look at Damon standing proudly a few feets away from them. Behind him was a big group of soldiers whose leader was Damon at that moment. And it was clear from their faces that they were ready for a fight. "Attack them!" Kevin suddenly announced and it became a bloody mess within a few seconds. Stephen and Kevin started to fight as well while not shifting. They didn't want to kill that day because it was really dangerous for the community.

I paid him no attention, I wasn't going to let him ruin my day. "Ignore him." I whispered to Olivia who seemed confused by Stefan's remarks. She didn't know who he was, and I would have loved for it to remain that way, but Stefan was nothing less of a scheming bastard. He walked past me and approached Olivia with a bright smile. "I'm Stefan, Damian's younger brother, it's lovely to meet you." He reached for Olivia's hand, took it in his, and planted a light peck at the back of her palm. I felt my blood curdle in rage at the sight of the gesture, but managed to reel in my emotions. It was just a gesture, nothing more. I convinced myself while I struggled to keep the smile on my face steady.

“What happened to you?!” Julia asked when she saw me. She was the only one who was good to me. The rest hated me because of the rumors Derek spilled. It was only recently that I had realized his beef with me was not personal. Ivan, the guy that was fighting with Markos had to be the one telling him to frustrate me because he hated me. I had a feeling it had to do with the things Markos had told him about me. What had he said that was so bad? I had always been a good partner and supported him despite my parents’ disapproval of him.

"If you want to go find Callie, then we go with you. All of us. That's what teams do. We follow each other, even into the stupid decisions. Especially into the stupid decisions." "We've got your back," Dazzle added. "Whether you want us to or not." Damon stood there, staring at these people who'd become more than just teammates over the past weeks. They'd become something he hadn't had in a long time. Family, maybe. Or close enough to it that the difference didn't matter. He felt his throat tighten, felt the wall he'd built around himself starting to crack.

But Nicola’s attention wasn’t on the game - it was on the three figures commanding the field. The Blackstone triplets. Damien, Dylan, and Dean Blackstone were the epitome of Alpha perfection. The pack’s pride and joy, they embodied everything Nicola wasn’t: popular, admired, powerful. Their presence was magnetic, impossible to ignore. Damien, the quarterback, stood at the center of it all. His commanding voice cut through the chaos of the game, barking orders to his teammates with a precision that demanded obedience. His piercing blue eyes scanned the field with a focus that left no room for error, his dark hair tousled in a way that looked effortless.