Vampire Diaries Pictures Of Damon Novels & Stories

Victoria yelled out. The doors opened!! Victoria closed her eyes as the light fell on her face. Damon entered the room, turning on the lights in it. Her eyes widened as she found her photos in the room in all the corners. Yes, Damon locked Victoria in his room where he collected Victoria's photo collections. Victoria can't believe her eyes. Damon has every photo of her, every single event, such as her birthday, college, and school, and even captured her awards. "Are you surprised?" Damon asked, turning her attention toward him.

Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close. "Can I have your number?" "Sure," Raven told him her digits and he saved it. "Talk to you later." Roman winked at her as he went out and when she looked next to him she found Damien watching her. He didn't say anything to her as he also walked out after Roman Early access to chapters: www.patreon.com/taniashava

He must be a very concerned guy. His face cracks into a smile when he notices me. Maybe he quite friendly. "Hey, Damien. You brought us a visitor?" the serious gentleman says while walking to us. "She just came right now and I have been here like for hours," Damien replies. "I think I have missed out on some interesting things while I was dead asleep," he says. "You didn't miss out on anything important," Damien tells him. He stands infront of us and looks at me. He is handsome. Every male Vampire in this house is handsome, but Damien has a special touch that makes him unique in a hot and sexy.

she said and I hugged my knees to my chest as I waited with her. We both woke up outside on the swing as Damon closed his truck door and I stood up as he walked up the steps. There was blood on the side of his face, his knuckles were bleeding and there was a blooming circle of blood just above his right hip that he was pressing his hand against. “What the hell… are you okay?” I asked him as I walked towards him. “I’m fine, it’s just a scratch,” he said as he glared at Kat and she looked down.

Footsteps echoed. “Damon.” He turned. Juliette stood in the doorway, her face pale, a photograph trembling in her hands. “I found this,” she said. He took it. The photo was old, from the late ’90s. On one side, Elias Hawkethorne — young, sharp-jawed, eyes like Damon’s. Beside him stood a woman with dark curls and soft eyes. Damon’s throat went dry. “Is this—” “My mother,” Juliette whispered.

Besides the fact that he was a Vampire. So when the door opened revealing Damian. His snow white hair sticking up in all directions I almost jumped out of my skin. He must of recently bathed his hair was slicked back with water and a towel was wrapped securely around his waist. While he glowered at Justin lip curling revealing his fangs. “Apologies for interrupting.” Justin said smoothly with a glint in his eyes. Damion swept his gaze over me. “If I knew you had brought a lady friend Justin I would have dressed up better.” He drawled his words dripping with vampiric charm.

Damon stayed buried deep inside me for a long moment, his thick cock still twitching as the last drops of his cum filled my pussy. I was panting, completely wrecked, my body trembling from the intense orgasm. He finally pulled out slowly, watching with dark satisfaction as his cum leaked from my swollen, used hole. “Stay just like that,” he ordered, voice low and rough. He reached for his phone on the nightstand. My eyes widened. “Damon… what are you doing?” He didn’t answer. He simply positioned the phone above me and started taking pictures. Click. Close-up of my tits, red from his rough hands and marked with his mouth.

Alessio tightened his grip on the Oath Blade. “What are you?” Damien’s smile widened. “I am…” He took one slow step forward. “…the future your father was too afraid to accept.” He opened his gloved hand. Resting in his palm… Was a faded family photograph. Vittorio. Leonardo. Little Alessio. And standing beside them… Smiling as though he belonged there… Was Damien. Not as an enemy. As family. Alessio’s breathing stopped. Leonardo stared at the photograph in disbelief.

says Damion He nods his head in response with a slightly crooked grin. His eyes move from Damion to Tyrus whom he acknowledges with a grin-less nod, and then to Brent. This time there is a visible change in his demeanor and his face contorts with an expression of disapproval, almost disgust. "What is he doing here?" He asks through gritted teeth. "He is a part of the cause." Damion responds calmy "But he is-" "A vampire. Yes." The other two men shift to stand up straighter.

Ashley saw those pictures and is now misunderstanding them completely. "Enough! You are crossing your limits, love. You really think I will bring people here to sleep with them? This resort is only for us. You know me very well. I won't cheat you. " Damon spoke in a deep tone. Ashley chuckled and grabbed Damon's collar. "As per what I saw in those pictures, you are hugging them so closely that it is as if they are closed to you. How could you hug someone? Even if you know I hate it! If I were the person in those pictures of yours, what would you have done? You would have killed him by now. What do you want? Should I kill them now?" Asked Ashley angrily.