Vampire Diaries Damon Salvatore Quotes Novels & Stories

Crying as if I'm the bad guy. "Damon, have you forgotten what you said to me one year ago? When I came back here, you said you would give me something extraordinary and promised not to leave me to continue by my side, get married, live together and be happy without anyone disturbing our happiness. And, I still remember once when you said that you were very sorry that we had broken up and couldn't get me. That's why I want you so much. Have you forgotten all that, Damon? Did you forget that easily?"

He positioned himself right next to Harper, tapping her hair teasingly. “What a sad story this will be. The Lycan king… a soon-to-be nobody. Are you really ready to give all of that up so you can have this Redmayne? I heard this quote from the humans one time… Hmm… how does that goes? Something about fishes… oh, right! It’s uh… there’s a plenty of fishes in the sea. You can always find a different fish.” – he said, stroking the stray strands of hair away from Harper’s face with his dirty fingers “Don’t touch her!” – Damon screamed as she was held back by two soldiers. One held him by his right forearm, the other securing his left.

“But—But I love them! No matter what, they are my first mates and I will always love them. I can't help it. If you kill them, then you'll kill me too. I can't live without them. You know what I am for goodness sake! You can't do this to me. Get me out of here. Just let me go and I won't speak a word about all of this.” “And you think I'm terrified of your so-called mate?” He uttered in disgust. “I guess you don't know who I am. Yet.” He grabbed my chin, turning me to face him. “I am Damien Varian, The lord of vampires.” He said with a twisted smile, yet his eyes were so cold and emotionless.

Savannah hissed venomously at him. "And what do you know about me?" Damien asked with a smirk. He grazed her knuckles softly. "You are a pathetic person. You always blame and prove others wrong but you haven't the guts to accept your mistakes. You never accept that you are a pathetic person more than anyone else." Savannah said with narrowed eyes. She was fuming in anger. Damien didn't like the words she used. Moreover, she was considering him wrong and Dominic right. Damien wasn't liking it a bit. He breathed heavily.

“I swear, Damien, that day will be the end of your life. I’ll make sure it’s the worst death you’ve ever known.” His voice dropped to a venomous whisper, each word a dagger. “Don’t even think about running,” he continued, eyes boring into mine like they could reach into my soul and rip it out. “You, of all people, should know I, Salvatore, show no mercy. Even if you hide in the deepest hole, I will fish you out. I will end your entire line.” The threat was both primal and precise—a promise that echoed through my bones. “Don’t try to play me, don’t mess with me, Damien. I repeat—don’t dare me.”

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?”

“This is Hazel, my second chance, mate. Now that she is here, there is no need to keep you around, Olivia” I felt a twitch in my heart after that statement came out of his mouth. Alpha Damon has found his second chance mate, and it’s not me.

“‘Return my queen to me or I will reclaim her.’ The audacity of that bastard is beyond me.” Damom let out a dry laugh. “But we have got to admit it, he’s got some balls.” “It’s not just him running his mouth,” I replied while shaking my head. “He truly means it and from what we have seen… he’s powerful and he can back everything he says up.” Damon went quiet for a while then leaned back on his elbows. “You know,” he started, his voice low and casual, “I have never seen you this worked up over anything. Not even when we found out what Sheila had done or even when that witch was killing all the children.”

“And what, you’re my judge now? My savior? Going to tell me how many pieces I’ve cracked into?” Damon’s jaw worked once, like he was holding something back. Then he let it out, low. “You think I don’t know what that feels like? To look at someone you love and realize you can’t save them?” The words dropped between them, heavier than the air. Ava’s head snapped up. For a moment, she searched his face, like she wasn’t sure she heard right. Damon rarely spoke like that. Never let the mask slip. But there it was. A raw edge in his voice.

Damon’s pov "Oh yeah, Damon,before I leave, make sure to clean up the wound and change the bandage. And also…" Kendrick said as he turned to leave. "Yeah, yeah, whatever," I cut him off, taking a sip of my wine. "You annoying punk. Let's see how you'll call me back," he said, pouting his face. "Ahhh… nice," I exhaled deeply as the red wine went down my throat. "Damon,yes, bring back your maid. Your home looks empty," he said with a brow raised. I threw the glass cup directly at him; with a reflex move, he dodged it and the cup shattered, broken on the ground.