Team Damon Or Team Stefan Novels & Stories

Also, it's not like he can do shit if he somehow stumbles on the chats. Eli; Exactly. Tristan; Y'all are crazy. Damon; Pfft, nothing new in that observation. Eli; We all know who the most craziest person in this squad is. Damon; Yup. That's Tristan. Eli; PeriodT

“We won’t hurt either of you. One of my duties is to protect you and your son. Also, you don’t have much food. I will have Stefan run to the store quick,” Damen casually said as he motioned for me to join him at the dining room table. “Who is Stefan,” I asked with more bewilderment. “Stefan is a guard that Sam has assigned to protect you and your son. The three men outside the front door are also guards assigned to protect the two of you. Please sit and I will make us coffee,” he clarified.

It was all a game, and she would play accordingly. "Sorry, do we know you?" Stefan finally asked him, having stomached enough bullshit from the obstinate but powerful looking man almost seated next to Olivia. He should be angry, because he was finally having dinner with a lady he admires and Damian was trying to sabotage it, but he was not. He was calm and poised, knowing that nothing gets solved with anger. It only complicates matters. "We?" Damian spat as though it was a forbidden word "I guess you both are a 'thing' now?"

“You didn’t know?” Elena’s eyes widened. “You own… everything, don’t you?” Damon bent down to her face. His breath brushed her ear. “Not everything. Not yet.” Her friends whistled from the dance floor. “Go, Elena!” one of them yelled. She ignored them, heart racing. “I’m off the clock, Mr. Voss. You can’t boss me around here.” His grip tightened. “Call me Damon tonight.” His voice dropped even lower. “And I can do whatever the fuck I want in my own club.”

She won't be able to live without him, he had to come back to her. Damon was on the field with his warriors. They've gone through the plan countless times so everyone has properly memorized it. The teams were evenly spread across the area from where the attack was anticipated, there were a lot of risk factors but this was the best plan they could come up with in this short period. The teams have already taken their spots with Damon with his team in the straight front line, Fred with team 2 to his right, and Jake with team 3 to his left, both the teams hidden away.

Me, Damon, Helena, Zara, Julian, Mira, and Cutter. "Everyone ready?" I ask. "Ready," Damon says. "Ready," Helena says. "Ready," Zara says. "Ready," Julian says. "Ready," Mira says. "Ready," Cutter wheezes. I look at them, at my team, at my family. "Let's go," I say. ---

Damon grip my shoulders, "You will not die, you have been fighting silent battles since your a child," "He is right," Stefan mumbled, our gaze shifting to him, "Eve might be stronger and quicker but you're smarter... You're the anti fucking christ and you will go out there and you're going to kick her ass," Smiling, I lowered my head, playing with the hem of my warrior's uniform, "But still there is a possibility that I might—" "Stop it, stop doubting your self, you will be fine, I promise," Damon mumbling pressing his forehead onto mine,

They were now Alpha and Beta as they had been since and their bond was stronger now, stronger than it had been before that fateful day when they had fought, tearing at each other like hormonal strangers. Damien and Alex went on to talk about other things from the state of the pack to the massive supplies they had but their main focus was on a more crucial matter. It was the issue of the coming war. Damien was confident that they would win it. After all, they had the numbers on their side. They also had deadly weapons, supplies to last them for a long time and the most important of all, they had very strong warriors who had been training their whole lives. So all these things coupled together

Her words were good advice but they only managed to press down on my chest, and didn't change my mind. "Who is this team?" I asked, turning to Damon. "Are they wolves, or are they more agents like you and Linda?" Damon sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he walked closer to the hearth. "Both. The Coalition brought together the survivors from different packs that the facility destroyed over the years. They know the terrain around the main headquarters better than anyone."

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.