Tvd Damon Novels & Stories

How did it get to this? “Since Connor is out then maybe he wasn’t home when they came.” Damien hoped. He knew his cousin had issues with these kinds of situations and wouldn’t hesitate to release dogs. He finally got to his estate and was relieved to see no one waiting for him at the gate. Just then the talk show lady said. “Connor Williams Wade. He had harassed reporters.” Damien stopped his car in front of the gate, then rested his head on the steering wheels. “Why? Connor why?”

he repeated firmly, Ava nodded reluctantly. Her gaze drifted to the large TV mounted backstage,Damien appeared again…calm, composed, as if the kiss hadn’t shaken the entire world. He was smiling, handing an award to a celebrity like nothing had happened while she was waiting for Zendaya, not knowing what to expect from someone who showered her with praises a few hours ago.

This is clearly not what I had envisioned for myself. I looked at the bathroom floor and asked the empty hall around me. “Where are you, Damon?” “How do you know that he’s not watching us?” I looked up from my slumping position and realized that Damian has not left after all. “What do you mean?” I asked in a curious tone. My brows furrow in confusion while I try to assimilate what he was implying. “Damon is a billionaire. He can have access to information that normal people do not have.” That gave me a little spark of hope. I looked around us, hoping I could catch a hint - a camera stalled somewhere, but there was nothing ordinary in the garden except the bride and her poser of a groom in it

“I caught you checking him out. What if he had noticed?” “Lia,” Damien said seriously, placing a hand over his chest. “You cannot let that demi-god go. I’ll never forgive you.” The dramatic despair in his voice made Lia laugh even harder. “will you shut up already?.” she shook her head, smiling despite herself. “Chop these.” She handed him a chopping board, vegetables, and a knife. Damien obeyed immediately, though he spent most of the time rambling about Tyler’s attractiveness. “I’m serious,” Damien continued while chopping vegetables. “The jawline? The eyes? The mysterious expression? That man looks like he belongs in a N*****x vampire series.”

she introduced herself, her voice smooth and commanding, "and this is Tamar." Damien shook her hand firmly, his own demeanor polite but tinged with curiosity. "Damien," he replied, his voice steady. "One of Zeke's lovers." Zeke wrapped an arm around Damien's waist in a show of pride, pulling him closer as he nodded toward Tamar. "Say hi, Tamar," Imelda prompted, and Tamar waved with a bright, "Hi there!" her eyes sparkling with interest.

I suggested. “She might not be with her phone now, they are probably having dinner with that man.” She explained. I furrowed my brows, “what man?.” She bit her lips in thought, probably trying to remember his name. She clicked her fingers as she remembered, “Ah, I almost forgot his name... Mr Damien.” My eyes widened. “Da..Da...Damien?.” I stuttered. She nodded, “He came back with Theodore from LA, he is his Mentor and also like a father to him, it was obvious they have a close relationship.” She informed.

While driving, he was just recalling Liam's words in his mind. 'I know my obsession can become worse sometimes, but I can't help it. I can't see anyone with my baby. She is only mine. I love her so much. I have to get married to Ashley as soon as possible! Only Ashley can save me from myself now. I want her to be mine completely.' Damon was sitting in a press conference. He is the CEO of Williams Enterprises, so he always has to attend and interact with the media too. Damon is a popular person, so he always has to deal with the media and press, but he knows how to handle them with his savage answers.

Damien ordered her. Savannah gulped in fear. "Am I clear?" Damien asked her. Savannah nodded fastly without wasting any second. She didn't want him to get more angry. "Dominic is playing with you." "He is a killer." "He won't even hesitate a bit to kill a girl if she ever denies him." "He forced himself on girls." Damien was saying these sentences one by one breaking Savannah's heart into pieces. "You are lying." Savannah whispered unbelievably. "Then go ahead. Let him use you. You will remember my words when he forces himself on you. You will remember me when he will kill you just the way he killed her," shouted Damien in anger.

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

“I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.” “If you’re so sure I’m lying…” Carter’s eyes flashed, “then kill me. Right now.” Damon stepped forward, lips curled in disgust. “Too easy.” He stared Carter down like he was filth beneath his boots. “If she’s real,” Damon said coldly, “if Tatiana’s really the one pulling your strings, then let her come for you. Let her crawl through the shadows and save you.” He turned, already walking. “Prove it,” he said over his shoulder. “Or rot.”