Team Damon Or Team Stefan Novels & Stories

Damien was, after all very capable. A few minutes after they arrived at the cottage, the only ones left were Luna, her bodyguards, three members of the Silver Wolf team, and Damien. The Silver Wolf team consists of 10 special forces officers including Damien, the leader. They are the top special forces team that is protecting the country and the president highly respects them because of all the merits they brought the country. Only a few people know their work, even Damien’s mother knows nothing about him working in the special forces, all she knew about was that he is a normal soldier who worked at the office, Damien wanted to tell her, but decides to do it when he reaches a higher rank whe

I asked him. “Ah it seems you don’t know everything,” he said. “Like I told you, it’s stuff I made up and dreamt about,” I said to him. “The man you spent all your time with, Damon Woods, he’s an Enforcer,” Calvin said. “Is he like you?” I asked him as my heart started beating loudly. “In a way, we’re wolves, they’re jaguars,” he said. “What is an enforcer?” I asked him as pieces started fitting together. Damon knowing things, always being awake when I was no matter what the time. Damon always finding me. Damon sniffing the air just like Calvin had done, his eyes slightly changing.

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All of Alpha Stevan's hiding troops came out, pointing their guns at George, Diana, Annabelle, and the rescue teams. Alpha Stevan raised his hands in the air. "Get rid of the unnecessary." His words were an order to kill the rescue team.

Dane let out a pained yelp but quickly regained his footing and countered with a brutal kick to Dash’s ribs. “Mia, I really think it’s time we get out of here,” Kendra suggested again. “I won’t leave Dane.” I retorted. “He’s the Alpha. Dash is no match for him,” she replied. I stood my ground watching the two battling it out inches away. As the fight wore on, the shack became filled with the scent of sweat, blood, and fur. The two were evenly matched, and neither seemed willing to give up the fight. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Dane managed to land a devastating blow to the side of Dash’s head, knocking him to the floor. With a triumphant growl, Dane stood over his fallen broth

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.

She said The big man actually blushed. He glanced up at Damon, and Damon was convinced the guy scowled at him. “Oh, Sheldon, this is Damon Paige. Damon, this is Sheldon Michael, the Tide’s star catcher.” Wendy said. “Yes, I’m well aware,” Damon said. “Great game. I’ve watched you a lot of years.” “You Damon Paige who makes the sportswear?” Sheldon asked. Damon nodded. "Yeah I am" he replied. “Cool. You two come on back. James should be done by now.”

Daphne said to him. Silence. Damian's eyes remained glued to our side of the beach. I frowned; something was definitely off. Then Isla yelled from the side, "Looks like Team Sera is unstoppable!" "This is ridiculous," he muttered. Daphne frowned. "Damian, what's wrong?" Even from across the net, I could hear him. Daphne blinked. "Damian?” "Nothing. I don't want to play anymore." Everyone froze. Daphne stared at him. "What?"

“You want pretty? Watch ballet.” “Or your sex tape,” Damien chimed in, winking as he tossed his gloves into his duffel. The boys lost it. “Ayeeee!” Avery whooped. “We got the national champ and certified slut!” I rolled my eyes, but smiled anyway. They were loud, messy, and a little stupid. Silverhollow Storm. My brothers. My team. “Seriously,” Damien said, grinning as he sat beside me. “That goal was fucking evil. You see Reyes’s face?”

I announced playfully, knowing full well it would spark a lively debate. “Oh, please!” Shelly retorted, plopping down beside me with a flair. “Stefan is sweet, sure, but he doesn’t have Damon’s edge! Damon has this whole bad-boy vibe mixed with secret tenderness that Stefan just can’t match. Plus, his smirk? Killer!” “You only like him because you have a thing for the misunderstood brooding types,” I teased, nudging her with my elbow as I snatched a handful of popcorn from the bowl. “Stefan is just..Well, he’s more reliable and genuine!”