Vampire Damon Salvatore Novels & Stories

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

He and my dad are of the same size. Also, I don't have many clothes for him to wear so he needs to go shopping. "Come on, let's go," I say making my way towards the door with him following me. He closes the door while I open the garage. I take out the 1969 Chevy Camaro Convertible. Damon Salvatore also has the same car. That is why I'm in love with this car. I drive it through towards the driveway where Christian is standing. "Holy Fuck, this is your car?" He asks. "This is an original classic."

"Now I allow my voice to change, to deepen, to resonate with the fullness of my incredibly long life. The effect on him is pronounced; he shakes visibly, as if he is suddenly aware that he is sitting next to a monster. But I am not just any monster. I am a vampire, and in many ways, for his sake, that may be the worst monster of all. "Someone has hired you to research me," I say. "I know that for a fact. Please don't deny it again, or you will make me angry. I really am uncontrollable when I am angry. I do things I later regret, and I would regret killing you, Mr. Riley--but not for long." I pause. "Now, for the last time, tell me who sent you after me, and I will give you a million dollars

she says in a protective whisper and kisses my forehead before using vampire speed to take out the small group. My parents look at me with wide eyes, questioning without words if they saw right. Mackenzie comes back with her face covered in blood with relief in her vampire eyes. "I'm feeling much better," she says switching back, cleaning her face with a cloth. She turns to my surprised parents and smiles bashfully. "I'm the Dhampir in case you're struggling to figure that out. I only drink vampire blood and eat regular food when I can't get it." "It's an honor to meet you," my parents say bowing their heads to her.

Damon’s rage sharpened into a weapon. “Katrina. If you touch Sarah or that boy—” “What?” Her laughter curled like poison. “You’ll kill me? Please. I’ve been waiting.” Her eyes glowed with obsession. “And when I’m done with her… you’ll still marry me. Won’t you?” Damon fired at the screen, shattering it. He turned to face his team — eyes burning blood-red. “We’re ending this,” he said. “And we’re doing it my way.” Lucas and Lou reactivated the elevator. Elena checked her weapon again. No hesitation. No doubt.

Will just gets out of the shower as I get in and Vincent uses the sink to wash the paint off his hands. I wash my whole body with the soap ready to meet Master and make sure all the paint is gone so I'm clean for him. I decide to do an enema because I'm meeting him in an hour anyways and I want my ass to be clean for him to use. I get out of the shower when I'm done and dry myself off as Cole knocks on the door. "Damon called," he says and I quickly open the door to see Cole holding my phone out for me. I take it and see I have three missed calls from Damon.

Melia burst out laughing. "You're sweet, really," she said, still laughing. "I can see why I didn't bite your collarbone." "You're, oh my God," he shouted out of nowhere, standing up and backing away. Melia stood up straight again and faced him. "What am I?" "You are... unbelievable!" he exclaimed, and it seemed that everything he had been feeling just a few minutes ago faded away to a feeling of awe. "Biting, 38-degree food, hell, aura," he said to himself, connecting the dots. "Yes, Orleans, I am a vampire."

“Like hell he will. You’re the only heir to our family, You’re going to risk your life for hers? She stays and we are going to go home like the witch said, end of story.” Of course he was going to say that. Any chance he got to put me down, Salvador’s uncle didn’t miss it. In fact he took it to heart. Through her spell, Freya pulled everyone closer to the fiery pit of hers. And we were too close for my liking. “I’m your Alpha Danny, take your Luna away from here now!” Salvador roared making Danny flinch. He grabbed my hand, having no other option but to obey. I struggled against him. I wasn’t going to let him die because of me.

“I don’t do love; hell, I don’t do relationships. But I want to keep you in my life; like I said last night, it was great, and I want more of that.” Raven looks at Damon wondering where he is going with his story. “If he doesn’t do relationships, then what does he want? Just sex, but how?” she asks herself. “Meaning,” she finally decides to ask him. “Let’s just say I have crazy sex desires. That not many women can take, but you sucked my huge dick more than once. And that not many women can do,” he tells her. “I could be wrong, but you can fulfill any of those desires. Depending on your pain intake,” he continues to say.

You find out the people who really care about you and will never leave your side no matter what. That is Damon to me. Nancy. My mom. And Davien. The rest of the world no longer matters to me. Damon kisses me slowly and then fast, dipping his tongue in, nibbling, and tugging my bottom lip. “I love you too,” he whispers, only for my ears to hear between kisses. “I like her,” Salvatore chimes again, laughing while shaking his head. “You chose her very well, mio amico.” He pops off the wine and lifts it. “This should be a reason for yet another celebration, shouldn't it?”