Vampire Diaries Damon And Elena Season 4 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Can I come in? I don’t want to be alone right now.” “No,” Damon said quickly. “I’m… not dressed. Just got out of the shower. Go back to your suite, man. Sleep it off. I’ll help you look for her in the morning.” A long pause. Elena’s body was on fire. She was so close. Damon must have felt it because he started moving a little faster, still quiet but relentless, his thumb now circling her clit in tight, perfect strokes. “Alright,” Marcus finally muttered. “You’re a good friend, Damon. Thanks.”

"Stop stalling. Sign. Your Vivian is waiting." He picked up the pen but hesitated at the last moment, looking up at me. "Elena... do you still love me?" I laughed — a cold, hollow sound — and turned the question back on him. "Do you?" "Of course I—" Vivian's wailing cut through from outside. "Damien! If I can't be with you, what's the point of living? I'd rather die than be apart from you!" She raised a silver blade to her own chest. Damien bolted toward her and caught her in his arms. "I've already dissolved things with Elena! The ceremony is happening. Calm down!"

The powerful heir and the girl who loved him enough to ruin herself. His chest tightened. Melissa continued. “That night, Miranda was drunk and crying, and I was trying to distract her. So we started acting out scenes from the show. Stupid, yes. But we were drunk. Heartbroken people do stupid things.” Richard slowly turned to Adrian. “Tell me,” he said, voice quieter now. “Tell me this isn’t what I think it is.” Adrian couldn’t answer. Melissa laughed again. “You want clarification? Fine. Season two. Episode nine. The title was ‘Whispers After Midnight.’ Elena got Damien drunk so he wouldn’t leave for the war council. Then she sat beside him and whispered all her plans to his sleeping body b

"You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!" The grip on my shoulder tightened painfully, crushing my still-healing body. "Take your hand off me!" I snapped, fighting against the Beta's strength. Suddenly, a shiny modern silver car pulled up, with Damon driving and Cassandra looking victorious and jealous beside him. The windows were rolled down. Cassandra's eyes narrowed as she said, "Damon, look! It is the poor Omega! I guess she is still obsessed with you even after all this time." Damon turned to me. His face was cold, and fishy. The sight of him, the memory

Gasps rippled through the crowd. The bond hummed—alive, electric, beautiful. My knees nearly gave out. Him. Damon stared at the thread. Then at me. His face didn’t change. Valentina’s grip on his arm tightened. The drums stopped. Silence. Damon raised his hand. “I, Damon Blackthorn, future Alpha of Silver Moon Pack…” His voice was steady. Cold. “…reject you, Elara Voss, as my fated mate and future Luna.” The thread flickered.

I’ll get two goofy Golden Retrievers, maybe find a sweet, uncomplicated human model to keep me warm… Now that’s a life. I was so lost in my fantasy, I never saw the look in his eyes darken into something terrifying. Just as my hand touched the doorknob. “Elena.” Damon’s voice cut through my thoughts, deathly quiet. Somehow, he had silently appeared right behind me. I spun around, nearly crashing into his chest. He was leaning against the doorframe. His black eyes were bottomless pits, a half-smile playing on his lips. “Are you working so hard for our future, darling?”

Whenever their paths crossed, Elara couldn't help but frown, avoiding any sight of Damian. Little did she expect the once troublesome kid would transform into a handsome and well-built man when they met again after four years. Elara paused and looked up at the towering figure. He had a broad chest, shoulders, and tan skin that complemented his black hair and golden eyes. Elara couldn't help but stare at the long scar on Elijah's left eye—a testament to his battles for the Nightraven pack. Elara couldn't comprehend why her heart raced as she gazed into Damian's beautiful, piercing eyes. It was the first time she felt a strange sensation coursing through her body as if something was preventing

“Still emotional. Still predictable.” Damon pulled his arm back like he was about to hit him. I stepped forward. “Damon stop.” He froze. He didn’t let go. He didn’t breathe. He just stopped. “Elena’s dying,” I said. “We need to move her.” Damon’s jaw clenched. He released his brother with a shove but didn’t take his eyes off him. His brother rolled his shoulder like Damon’s grip had been nothing. “She’ll die in a few minutes,” he said casually. “The damage is internal. She shouldn’t have come.”

This time around he didnt give her the normal glare but a killing one, the one that can choke you to death. Elena was scared because she has never seen him like this before not even when he caught her and best friend in bed.. “I….I” Elena stutter before she took courage and speak. “Damien I just showed her our moment so she can leave us alone she's just a gold digging whore.” Kpah!... Damien gave her a thunderous slap after loosing his cool. Elena Was shocked immediately that part of her face was red due to the force Damíen use to hit her..