Tvd Damon Novels & Stories

Walking to the fridge, I grabbed a bottle of coke as I tried to decide whether or not I should delete the numbers of guys that Trish had apparently saved in my phone. Kicking against the idea, I stalked the short distance to my computer. I wouldn't put it past Trish to look for the numbers the next time she got her slimy hands on my cellphone. I turned on the television on my way, giving it my attention when I saw a familiar face on the screen. My heart paused it's beating without my consent. Damon Trent. Only the country's youngest bachelor. And probably the hottest male on earth, even I could attest to that. His dark hair stylishly cut, he looked like he'd just stepped out of a male magazi

" Ah there it is. The real Damien. My husband who refused seeing me in the front lines. My man who hates it when he sees fear in my eyes. My man who hates to see my tears straying down my cheeks. May I remind you Mr. Damien Voss I don't need anyone's approval. Or permission to do what I must in the battlefield. I protect my people just as you protect me." Damien fixes the stray tendrils of her curly hair on the back of her ear, he gently pulls every cluster of hair in one place before taking off his watch and tying it on her hair. "There. I can see my gorgeous wife. My little actress. Don't worry my watch won't bite your hair. I made sure of that." Cinthye nudge his arm. "You sure are caring

“Dam!” Avery followed her best friend outside, but she couldn't catch him. Damian started his car and left as quickly as he could. “Dam,” Avery watched the black car until it left the parking lot. She sighed heavily and came back to their loft. She took a shower and sent an assignment to her professor. The loft was unusually quiet as Damian would be watching his favorite tv show or would be listening to music in his room. Avery was not used to this calm. The two roommates she ever had, Emma and Damian, never let her feel alone

Lisa reported. "Are you serious about that, how did that happen? This isn't good news at all, Miranda said getting up. "It was Alma, Damien her vampire husband had kept her sister as a prisoner drinking from her, Alma captured that on a video and sent it to the media, as we speak Damien is a wanted criminal. I also believe that Tilda's dad is working closely with the police to have the vampires caught,’ Lisa said.

Out of anger, she asked Bernie to speed up their plan. After that, the York family wouldn't let her go. Damon then brought in evidence of Taverdale’s second in command being involved in money laundering. Not only did he save her from the detention center, he even helped Bernie in getting probation. Damon did so many things for her again. Every single act was crucial in helping her! Even so, he didn't bring any of his actions up when the two were having such a tense relationship. He even kept quiet when she mocked the Bishop family for only caring about benefits.

Theodore gasped at his suspicion. "Nothing is going to be repeated. No Daniel is going to snatch her away from me. I'll get my Carla back. With Victoria or without Victoria, with Jasmine or without Jasmine. I don't give a damn if she is alive or dead, what I want is my Carla back. And you better keep it to yourself, or even I am not sure what I'll do." Damien said before throwing Theodore on the other side of the room. Hearing the giggling of the girl that has his attention from yesterday, he moved towards the window, his gaze visibly darkening when he saw her playing in the fountain with water.

You’ll find it in the envelope. Your loving hubby, Dami. Davina’s voice erupted, sharp and furious. “I am not your wife, you bastard! What game are you playing? I will destroy you! If the day ever comes when I have to be your wife, I’ll kill myself before it happens!” Damon’s chuckle slid through the silence, smug and unbothered.

Oh, the things he could do to him. “I am with you in that.” Davien finally agrees with him. Suddenly feeling thirsty for murder and torture, Damon could no longer watch the video. “I’m going to need a stronger drink,” he says. “Tell me if you find anything else that can be of use, or else I am going to shut that thing up from space. I am not kidding, Davien.” He didn’t wait for his brother’s response and stormed out of his office and back to his own. However, what he didn’t expect to see when he stepped inside his offices was the naked woman leaning against his desk. She was holding his bottle of whiskey and the glass he uses earlier before he left.

However, one of the plainclothes special forces operators, Ramon Shafer, stopped him. "Professor Reed, you can't win against Chief Bronson. He enlisted in the military at a young age and retired as a first-rank special forces operator, badge and all. Did you honestly think he needs us to protect him?" Ramon noted Damien's scowl. There was no telling which part of Damien had taken the fall the hardest, but Ramon quickly led him to the couch to sit anyway. Damien spiraled into self-doubt. That being said, no one else respected Beverly and knew what she wanted more than he did.

RAMSON DAMIEN'S POV CONTD. I turned on the TV after I was done with my shower and frowned when I saw my picture on the news with the headline: INFAMOUS BUSINESSMAN, RAMSON DAMIEN HAS BEEN ACCUSED OF ALLEGEDLY ABUSING AND THREATENING SEVERAL UNDERAGE GIRLS: MORE GIRLS COME OUT TO TESTIFY. Next the news anchor gave way for an interview and I gasped when I saw the face of the girl who was being interviewed.