Team Damon Or Team Stefan Novels & Stories

Damon murmured playfully, resting his chin on my shoulder as he watched Jim trip over his own oversized shorts. I tilted my head back, smiling up at him. Damon looked effortlessly handsome in a dark athletic jacket, sunglasses pushed up onto his head, and his stormy eyes shining with pride. "He insisted on wearing the medium size because he said big boys need big clothes," I whispered, handing Damon his travel mug of coffee. "Did you bring the secret weapon?" Damon smirked, turning slightly to reveal a massive, neon-yellow poster board resting against the bench behind us. Written across it in thick, sparkly red and blue glitter glue were the words: GO TEAM JIM! complete with clumsy hand-draw

Should she support the team as a long-range sniper or a mid-range fighter? Analysing the team dynamics, Oritha was their tank, and Liu Feng was their close combat fighter who could fill most positions. Akiko was also another filler who was more all-rounded than Sasha. Damian and Zen would most likely play as support for the team, so the most logical option was to give Sasha flight dynamics and keener senses so she could scout for them.

“I say we let him go. Send a message to Elena that we’re not afraid of her.” “No,” Damian said firmly. “We don’t give her anything. Not fear, not mercy, nothing.” He turned back to the man. “Enjoy your time in the woods. It’s going to be a long night.” With that, the team left the safehouse, the unconscious attackers left behind as a warning. As they drove away, the weight of their mission pressed down on them. Elena was closer than ever, her reach extending further than they’d anticipated. But Damian’s resolve was unshakable.

Fear would push them harder than comfort ever could. “Your Alpha has asked me to make you strong,” Damon said, his tone calm but full of authority. “But understand this — I don’t train cowards. If you can’t give everything, you should walk away now.” No one moved. No one dared. Damon smirked, just a little. “Good,” he said. “Then we begin.” He took off his shirt, revealing more scars and a body built like stone. He picked up a wooden staff and tossed another to one of my warriors, a young man named Theo.

Damon countered, “right now, as a matter of fact.” “Are you about to sweet talk her?” Dathan laughed sarcastically. “Tell her some of the things you told Maya?” He added. Immediately, Damon's eyes switched, one minute, he had the blue eyes of a tall, handsome 6 '1 man, that he was. The next, he had the hazel slit eyes of a feral wolf. Dathan didn't need to be told twice, he made a quick exit.

His stern gaze remains fixed on Donovan, and an apparent rage reflects in them. “I know you are aware of my current blindness.” Donovan’s heart quickens, and he shakes his head to refute until he recalls that the Alpha can't see his gesture. Damon continues, feigning disinterest in his honesty as a wicked smile gradually spreads on his lips. “You collaborated with the vampires, so you must be acquainted with the lady who bumped into me yesterday. If you disclose her identity, I give you my word that you'll see your mother before your judgment.”

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.

No wonder he and Lyon gravitated to each other upon first meeting; they have a lot in common after all. Connor and Logan, I can see being of great help in the leadership capacity since they have such level heads. Whereas Creed and Law are great at recon. Thorpe, like myself, has the ability to get in and out of most places without being seen, which means that even if people see us with the eye, they never really know why we're there. He's been doing that sh*t for decades now, unbeknownst to everyone except his team. All in the name of saving the innocent.

Damon wanted them to think they had already won, so he took the biggest risk to defeat them. "Game on, folks." Damon took a sip of his coffee and texted back. something that will be the beginning of this plan...

Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close. "Can I have your number?" "Sure," Raven told him her digits and he saved it. "Talk to you later." Roman winked at her as he went out and when she looked next to him she found Damien watching her. He didn't say anything to her as he also walked out after Roman Early access to chapters: www.patreon.com/taniashava