Vampire Diaries Pictures Of Damon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I think I’ll have them framed.” “What?!” Dean immediately tensed, reaching for his phone. "No way! These photos make me look so embarrassed! If you frame these, I’ll never be able to face anyone!" Damon tilted his head, easily dodging Dean’s hand, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. “Nope, I’m keeping them. What, are you shy now?” “I’m not… this isn’t about being shy!” Dean’s ears were already turning red, and he shot Damon a glare. “These photos are so ridiculous! There’s no way I’m letting you frame them!”

She had to ask about the photograph. She reached into her bag, she pulled out the photograph. Damien’s eyes narrowed to the picture. “Would you mind explaining this to me” The moment Damien saw the image, his eyes darkened. A dangerous look crossed his face. Elena seemed to have noticed it. His jaw hardened. Elena watched him closely. "So what she said was true," Elena said. The hurt in her voice was unmistakable. Damien clenched his fist, his eyes slowly met hers. He didn’t say anything because he didn’t know what to say.

"I did a one-off picture of Damon about three years ago, but I've never shown him." "Can I see?" She moved back, not wanting to touch the paintings in case she messed anything up. The weekend was a big deal to Matt, which meant it should be to her and Damon too. Supporting him needed to come first on their list of things to get done in Seattle. "Sure." He moved up beside her and shuffled things around until the painting of a handsome teenage boy around fifteen or sixteen stared up at her. His eyes were locked on the camera taking the photo from what she could tell, his expression soft, and lips almost turned down. The sadness in his eyes was heart-wrenching. It was almost as if Matt had caug

But she will be. A chill crawled up her spine, leaving her skin prickling. “What were you planning?” she whispered. No answer came, just the screen reflecting her expression back at her. She clicked the final unread message. There was no text. Just an image attachment. Her pulse quickened. She opened it. And everything inside her seemed to stop. Damon stood in the frame, alive, unmistakably alive, wearing the same tailored confidence he always had. His expression was unreadable. Beside him, a woman stood partially turned away, elegant, posture poised, her face hidden behind a smooth chrome mask shaped like a second skin.

Author Pov.. Damon was sitting on the bed shirtless... His upper body was covered with scary tattoos... He was looking like a Muscular Demon. His eyes were stuck on the picture in his hand... His dark aura was all over the room His stare was frozen on the smiling guy whose arm was on Damon's shoulder... Damon wasn't a Damon in the picture which he is right now...His brother is the only person who Damon loves with his all... No one has seen Damon smiling but when it comes to his brother. Even though he never showed his emotions. But deep down. The love and care he has for his brother... No one can compete with it...

She gave him another look and couldn’t take her eyes off him. “How come he looks so damn attractive even when he’s sleeping peacefully?” She wondered aloud incredulously. She kept staring at the man and suddenly noticed the family crest on its bow, where she encountered a familiar symbol, she had only seen in classic vampire movies. “Why is this sort of scenario giving me a vampire movie vibe?” And she was about to check herself the ankh circa out of morbid curiosity, but when she touched it, something pricked her finger and caused it to bleed.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode five🌹🌹 .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. I pulled her into my arms the minute we got to a secluded place. I can’t seem to get enough of her but there’s another thing that’s been bothering me. Once we mate,there’s a possibility that she might become pregnant, she’s human after all. I led her into the cave which was beautifully adorned with several flowers and ornaments.

As Reed climbed up the stairs to the VIP area on the second floor, another figure embraced him in a tight hug, to which Reed reciprocated. "Fancy seeing you here, mate. I thought you've got a girl already." said the man - another muscular looking vampire with hazel eyes, short brown hair and thick eyebrows. "Damon." Reed chuckled, "That's why I'm here. I'm in a pickle right now." Damon put one arm over Reed's shoulder as they walked towards Killian, who held three shot glasses of tequila mixed with pig's blood. They took one glass each and toasted, downing them together.

Instead, his grip on her chin tightened ever so slightly, a silent warning. Damon drew closer, his voice a venomous whisper in Elena's ear. "Since you're giving him your pussy, it's only fair that he gives us something in return." "What are you talking about?" Elena furrowed her brow, confusion etched across her features. Damon reached into his pocket, retrieved his phone, and showed the photos to Elena. They were snapshots from earlier, capturing her and Aaron at the church. Photos of his hand on her thigh. Photos of them going to the confessional. Photos of them leaving the confessional together. Photos of him whispering in her ear.