Tvd Damon Novels & Stories

So, tell me about you. Damon glances up at the moon before looking back down at me and I take my time to take it all in. The moonlight highlighting his skin, it is as if he's in his own nature. The way his dark green eyes are somehow a tint of yellow but it was only for a couple of seconds, a bit too surreal to confirm. ''There's not much to tell.'' ''Right . . . so, I just told you about myself. And, I'm getting none from you?''

She went straight to her room and slipped the sling off her arm. “As expected, you’d go on national TV and tell lies.” Victoria froze at the familiar voice. She looked up to see Damien comfortably sitting on her bed, one hand rested on his leg and the other casually twirling his car keys. She forced a nervous smile. “B… babe.” “What do you think you’re doing, Victoria? Why are you slamming an innocent woman on TV?” Damien asked, rising from the bed, putting the car keys and half dipping his hands in his pants pockets.

"Find what you're looking for?" Damien leaned against the doorframe, shirtless, a tumbler of bourbon dangling from his fingers like an afterthought. The camera feeds painted his torso in shifting blue shadows, illuminating the scars I hadn't known about three parallel lines raked across his pectoral, pale and raised like the marks of some great beast. I lifted the letter opener between us, letting moonlight dance along the blade. "Does the footage come with director's commentary, or do you just jack off to the silent reruns?"

Was the reason Valhalla? Damon sat in his personal lounge in his apartment, a tumbler of whisky sloppily in hand. The TV ran headlines in the background, flickering between news announcers, paparazzi video, and old pictures of him and Lillian at charitable events. He stared at the screen hardly at all. One arm hung over the edge as he stretched out, the smooth leather chair under his form bending to fit him. His face revealed nothing, no humour, no annoyance. simply quiet.

You always knew how to get through to other people, how do l do it? I don’t want mom to fight alone I want to be there for her. Among the three of us I think your dad is dealing with all this a bit better. He started seeing Lydia a few weeks ago and I must say he is coping well. Enough of the pity party, I have someone I like. I might bring him soon to see you. His name is Treadway and I have a strong feeling that you guys would have been best buddies. I love you Jeremy, I love you so much and I will always do.

After giving Jasmine a really deadly look, Damien stood up and walked past Jasmine, brushing his shoulder against hers violently. He didn't know how he felt about Ariel 's water breaking, but he was definitely angry. He started walking slowly and he went outside immediately. He mindlinked the head of the warriors to meet him immediately. Damien was feeling really betrayed and really angry. He went outside to meet Tobias.

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

They snuggled down into the cushions and curled up together. She found a TV station that had some inane action movie with the perpetual surfer dude Keanu Reeves in it. She didn't think he was bad looking, but the minute he opened his mouth, he sounded like a pothead and a moron. Damien was completely fascinated and repulsed by the whole thing. Every time some fantastic explosion or stunt would happen he would look up at her. "It's all Hollywood make believe, dear. It's not real."

Damon stood by the glass, suit jacket off, sleeves rolled up, looking dangerous and hungry. “Close the door,” he ordered. She did. “Damon, about last night—” He moved fast. In two strides he had her pinned against the cool glass, her back to the city. His big hand yanked her skirt up roughly around her waist. “Shut up,” he growled. “I’ve been hard all day thinking about this dripping cunt.” Before she could argue, he dropped to his knees right there in his expensive suit. His strong hands ripped her soaked panties down her legs and tossed them aside.

Shadow drop her down arranging his clothes before leaving the office making Maria to smile, just one by one, each of them will taste what she felt when she saw Theo in his death chair. Damien woke up with knocks from his study room door, he slept after he couldn't find any clue of his wife, he didn't know when he slept off but he did after frustration. Damien stood up with his head aching so bad. He closed his eyes tight before opening it and went to the door. " Boss the twin they woke up crying, they refused me to touch them." Tina said making Damien to sigh. with his kids he knows it won't get easy and he can't tell her mother yet that her daughter is