Vampire Diaries Damon Salvatore Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

Damon said to me. “O shut up, Damon. I am not that fucking stupid to do such a thing, and I am not saying that because I am scared of what you plan to do to me, but because I love her and I will never hurt her in any way nor will I force her to do something she doesn’t want! Asshole!” I told him, making him smirk at me. “You can admit you are a little bit scared.” Damon teased, making me snort at him. “Well, at least we know that you want it,” Zen said.

“Why are you crying?” Before Tasha can say anything, Damion turns to Evarius and says, “We know you are the original vampire and whatnot, but you can’t just come here and assert your dominance over us!” “I admire your bravery,” says Evarius calmly, “and your loyalty towards your friends, but that’s not why I am here.” “Then?” Damion asks, looking unconvinced. “Let’s sit and talk,” Tasha says. “This is important. Very. Call the others, will you D.”

I didn't want that kind of power. "Holy crap. Let's wake her up then." Bart's voice. "Try a kiss, numnuts. It works in fairy tales," Salvatore said. "Back off, Salvatore. I'll go first." "Dorian, I swear to St. Valentine, if your lips go anywhere near hers, I'll kick your ass." "You're such a baby, Gabe."

Damon’s lips trembled, his voice weak, broken. “Lii… I… I’ve already… made the papers… If I die… you get the ownership…of.. of all..... all... assets... my whole.... emp... empire ” His words were fragmented, each syllable a struggle, his breath rattling. He sounded like a man who had lost hope, who had accepted death. Davina’s whimper tore through the air. “Nothing will happen to you, Dami! You’ll be fine! Don’t worry about anything. Just keep your eyes open… please, Damon… for our kids!”

-Damon, it's not that I need more time. -But then what is it? -Damon, I'm not one of those models you used to hang around with. -What do you mean? he asks seriously. -I mean, I don't look like them. I don't have a flat stomach, I'm neither tall nor... -Elenor, you're not like them. You're much better than them. I desire you like I've never desired anyone! I've been yearning for you and that sexy body of yours since I saw you leave me that night. Do you know how many cold showers I've had because of you? You don't know! Do you know how many bullets I wanted to put into every man at that charity ball?"

He turned to look at Damien Damien was one irresponsible vampire that cared not for the life of anyone. Damien's hands were soaked in thousands of people's blood. He literally killed for fun. Watching Damien care for a life for the first time in his existence made Alden question what his connection with the lady was "Bring her" Alden replied and walked out of the room. Damien carried Elsie and followed Alden into another room which had medical instruments in it

I said to him. “Pity he didn’t kill you the day he killed your father,” he said. “Why don’t we take this conversation somewhere more private and we can have a heart to heart,” I said. “I’m not that stupid Damon, I know exactly what you’re capable of although I have to admit I was surprised at how quickly you got there,” he said. “So what’s the point of this whole conversation, because I will find you and I will kill you,” I said to him.

"Damon Salvatore Ian Somerhalder is just… ugh, to die for! He could bite me any day, and trust me, I wouldn’t complain. Those eyes, girl... they’re absolutely mesmerizing. I could get lost in them for days and not care about finding my way back!” I couldn’t help but laugh at her fangirl moment, shaking my head in mock disbelief. Shelly always had a knack for finding fictional characters impossibly dreamy. “Oh, Shelly, you’re hopeless.” I chuckled, unable to resist joining in on the fun. “But let’s be real here, Stefan is way better than Damon!” I announced playfully, knowing full well it would spark a lively debate.

the other said. “What if the alpha asks?” “We'll say she died and we buried her,” they concluded. My heart plummeted. What? They wanted to abandon me here? My fingers twitched. “We can't do that. Did you see the way he looked at her?” One asked. “He held compassion in them, and I've never seen the vicious lycan looking at any woman like that.” My stomach sank. I was mated to a vicious lycan? I stifled a gulp, feeling my stomach twist into knots.

When I cummed again, my whole body shook and my voice started breaking. Damon groaned loud and spilled c*m deep on my cl*t, holding me tight as he brought out his c*ck. “Want more, my Luna?” We f*ck*d each other and were breathing hard. He turned me around and kissed me softly. “I love you,” Damon whispered, and held my ears. “I should have said it that first time. He helped me dress, then trained me for hours. I practiced partial shifts, moving faster, hitting harder. After the training, I realized I couldn’t fight in my half-wolf form without losing control.