Team Damon Or Team Stefan Novels & Stories

It was more like recognition. “Elijah won’t just be testing you,” I continued. “He’ll be testing us. Our unity. Our balance. If I stay hidden, he wins without even lifting a finger.” Damon exhaled slowly. “You’d walk straight into a den of wolves.” I smiled faintly. “I already have.” The wind rustled through the trees, carrying the scent of earth and pine with it.. “I won’t stop you,” he said finally. “But I won’t let you walk in unprepared either.”

"Oh, okay. But I think I have first dibs on being stressed out right now. But you're still all right in my book, Damien. Romans invented the art of love. That's rich!" Mark was laughing, trying not to spill his coffee. Elena was looking at the two of them and getting a little irritated. She could only hear one side of the conversation and what Mark was saying didn't make much sense. But it was great how he had figured out that Damien was a werewolf and that there wasn't anything to get overly freaked out about. At least that part was going according to her plan. However, her lover and her new friend were hitting it off right away. Excluding her from the conversation. She had to admit, it mad

When The three men enter the courtroom, Damien is sitting comfortably on the throne, his eyes going to them, with his guard standing close to him, and giving them instructions. "Oh my friend, you are here, come over here." Stefan rolled his eyes, at him, since when did he become friends with this idiot sitting on the throne? "I was about to summon you when my guards informed me that you are back in the pack, did you decide to return that stupid omega after realizing she is no good?" Stefan clenched his fist as he heard the words of this idiot in front of him, he wished to just pierce his claws on his throat and end his miserable life, he had no time playing games with this idiot.

he continued with no warmth in it. "You don't deserve it." That was when I looked up. Damon Voss was taller than me by half a foot, built like someone who spends spare time lifting weights. "Lucian disagrees," I said "Lucian has his reasons." Damon stepped closer. "Reasons that have nothing to do with hockey." I stood up and met his eyes. "What do you want Damon?" "I want to know what you are." "You know what I am. I'm a player on the team."

Some dropped their thumbs at us while the rest uttered profanity for being a team of losers. His name is Damon Salvador. Apart from that he is the son of the King of the vampires, Damon is the most arrogant, ruthless, and self-centered vampire I have ever known. Degrading, humiliating, and ruining someone's life is his best fortë since he could not kill someone's life as well. Our team hates him to the deepest part of our souls. Those vampires who are not well aware of his attitude being the worst will basically end up giving up their own lives. But the four of us are already accustomed to his treat and tricks. His team was also assigned to New York.

“Whatever. I’m Team Damon all the way.” “You’re only saying that because he’s your friend.” “No.” He shook his head. “I’m saying it because I know him. And when Damon fights for something, he fights with everything.” “Well, I’m Team Simon,” she said firmly. “For someone to rebel against his mother? Damon is light work.” He raised a brow. “Wanna bet?” “I really shouldn’t be betting on my sister’s love life.” “Come on,” he coaxed. “Just between us. No one has to know.”

I said. "and who is this," she said referring to Jeffrey. "he is my boyfriend," I said holding on tight to Jeffreys' hand. What I said had a great impact on Damian and Jeffrey as they both looked confused and surprised. "wow he is cute," Sophia said smiling while Damian faked a cough. "Sorry for my manners, this is my stepbrother, Damian Anderson, I'm sure you have heard about him" she added as her hands worked over Damian's shoulders flirtatiously.

"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.

“The damage is done.” Damon straightened. “She’s still one of us.” Kael’s jaw tightened. “Not anymore.” I looked at him. “You think I didn’t care about this team? You think none of it mattered to me?” “Team?” Kael scoffed as he stood upright, rage bouncing off of him. “You really think we’re a team? A team of liars perhaps!” He hissed and I flinched. The room had gone cold. “You tell me,” he said. “Was anything about you even real?”

“Key is in Aldo and Damian's team. If Key is injured, then uncle will give you a gift. The land up ahead needs fertiliser!” Everyone laughed again, including Key who just chuckled while shaking his head. I turned my face away, slightly annoyed with Damian. Why did it have to be with Damian? If it was with Logan or the others it would have been better. “Hamdan, Evan and Joshua are on the same team. Then Oliver, Logan and Ben will be in the same team. Uncle will control you from here, uncle hope you can do your best for practice this time. Uncle gives you time to rest for the next few hours. Then when it's time, my uncle rings the bell and you guys should be ready!”