Vampire Diaries Pictures Of Damon Novels & Stories

She gestured with his hand, creating a projector like screen in front of them and pulled up a picture of Steven, sitting on the sofa with Jordon. Damon stared at the picture of a pitiful looking vampire, silently watching as Clary started pulling picture after picture up of miserable, ill-looking mixed blood, describing what he was seeing as he stared at the screen. He forgot about his drink as he watched the gallery of misery roll before his eyes.

She typed Damon's name and instantly, countless articles popped up. Some were about his company’s new partnership deal with MPK and how his business had skyrocketed in recent days. Others were about how handsome he was, and how adorable he looked with his daughter. Amber clicked on one of the photos, and her breath hitched. It was a picture of Damon and Jessie sitting in a restaurant, sharing ice cream. From the angle, she could tell it had been taken without his knowledge. "My baby," she whispered, a tear rolling down her cheek as she traced the image on her screen.

I don't still know why she would stoop so low to begging him, while I don't blame her, Axel Tyler was classified as the most eligible bachelor, he has been ranked twice as number one on the list of the men women loved to bang and date. "I hate you Axel Ryker" Amy shouted then stormed towards a red car then drove off. When Amy's car was gone and out if sight, I waited for Axel to get Into his own car before stepping outside of my hiding spot. When I got home, it was about 9pm, I saw cassie by the fire place,dressed in only a night robe and a glass of white wine in her hand. "Why do you look so happy" I asked as I sat beside her pouring myself a glass of white wine.

I had never seen a picture of a vampire bite, but even from the stories of the way the venom tortured the victims, I didn't picture it to look like this. The bite mark was on Damien's right shoulder blade, the skin around it purple and raised. His veins stuck out prominently where the discoloration faded, pulsing like black snakes beneath his skin. His arms were raised, holding himself up against the wall with his head hanging forward under the spray. My mouth opened, and I couldn't find the words, but Paxton beat me to it. "That looks gnarly, man." Damien's head whipped around quickly, his bloodshot eyes widening as they landed on me. "Charlotte."

"I did some digging sir and I found out the young lady family found out she was alive and told him about it " "The Kingsley's family , those sneaky pest " Damon said Coldly with venom of hate in his tone. "Sir should I deal with them ? " Leo asked. "Yeah , give their company a little surprise " Damon said, Leo understood what he meant , he bowed his head deeply then took his leave. Once Damon was alone again he brought out his phone and went to his gallery , clicking on the only picture on his phone. It was a picture of ivy sleeping on the bed with a duvet covering her naked body, her hair was scattered all over the pillow and her skin was looking really flushed.

Her words cut me far deeper than I’d like to admit. But no matter how reluctantly, I end up checking her profile anyway. And sure enough, once her page loads, dozens and dozens of her pictures with Damon appear. Damon in a crisp white shirt, his hand resting on Hannah’s waist. Damon at dinner, laughing — really laughing — while Hannah leans into him. And then there’s Danny — their son — grinning up at Damon as he carries him on his shoulders, all three of them glowing under the golden light of a weekend sunset.

"What are you looking at, Reina?" Damon’s voice sliced through the silence. I spun around, the frame trembling in my hands. He had stripped off his shirt, his broad, scarred chest exposed in the dim light of the suite. He looked powerful, untamed, and suddenly very, very dangerous. But I didn’t have time to think about all that. "Do you know Zayne?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper as I held the photo out like a shield. "The boy in this picture... Is it Zayne?"

I rolled my eyes. “Shut up, you foolish woman,” Damon bellowed furiously, baring his teeth, and his two sharp vampire canines showed up. I took a step back in fear. What had suddenly angered him so much? Father looked annoyed as he motioned for me to keep my mouth shut. “So, you mean this woman in the picture is not Selena but Arabella?” Father inquired calmly. Damon stared at my father again, but as he turned to look at the picture. His eyes softened as they glowed in the soft, dim light.

I’m guessing you were breathing pretty heavily. I’m not sure what to say to that because I’d sure as fuck enjoyed it, and she obviously picked up on that. When I wait too long to answer she sends me another message. Don’t worry, Damon, I can be patient. This little virgin pussy is just for you. I groan when the photo comes through. It’s a close-up shot of her wet, bald pussy. She’s spread her knees so wide that her pussy is gently parted, revealing just a glimpse of her pink, inner lips, and I’m practically fucking drooling at the sight of her.