Vampire Diaries Pictures Of Damon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He looked so good , I remembered our first day , how shy he was to ask permission from my father , his eyes looked just like that night. “ You look beautiful….” He stuttered . Emilia noticed immediately. “I’ll give you two a moment,” she said, standing up. The door closed behind her. Damon stepped closer. “Can I?” I raised an eyebrow. “Can you what?” “Take a picture,” he said, lifting his phone. “For evidence.” I laughed. “Evidence of what?” “That you looked like this tonight, I can look at you when I want to feel perfection.” He snapped the picture and stared at his phone.

Urgent. Damon appeared in the doorway. His expression was different now. His jaw was tight. His eyes were stormy. He was holding a small package. “What is that?” Kai asked. Damon didn’t answer. He walked to the bed and sat down. His hands shook slightly as he opened it. Inside was a photograph. Kai leaned closer. Then he froze. The photo was of him. Asleep. In the guest room bed. Taken from outside the window. Underneath the photo, scrawled in something red—like dried blood:

My phone pinged; it was a message from Damon. Damon: Take down those pictures—I don’t like them. A frown spread across my face as I read his message. He hadn't contacted me in a week, and now he just suddenly appears, demanding that I take my pictures down. Me: Look who decided to rise from the dead. Damon: hehehe. Was he seriously laughing? What did he find funny? Me: I’m not taking anything down. I didn’t post them for you Damon: I see, you posted for those thirsty men in your comments. Are you with another man?

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.

she was down to pleading. Maya tweaked it daintily with her hands, bringing it to her face. Seeing the pictures, she couldn't stop the anger from warming her up, and for a while, she was oblivious to everything else. They were pictures, and in them were photos of Damon behind Allysia, who was in a lacy red bra and matching panties, with her ass pressed into Don's groin and hands tied behind her. In the next one, he wrapped his fingers against her neck, the other flat on her abdomen, and her earlobe between his teeth.

Damon's train of thoughts broke as he heard Mona's voice. "Damon, what are you doing?" Mona asked. Surprise, anger and fear was clear in her voice. Damon looked at Mona as he took the photos in his hand. He didnt say anything, he was just looking at her. "Damon, darling, its not what you think it is" Mona tried to reason. "Oh really Mona? then what are these? how do you have these pictures?" Damon asked with anger in his voice. "well I......I just..." Mona really had nothing to say. She was caught red handed. She knew that Damon had understood everything now.

Damon seems to know what to say and when to say it, making me feel appreciated. "You're being so nice to me!" I laugh. "I don't see why I should not be," "Tell me, are my friends still behind that door?" Damon glances at the door for a few seconds before turning to look back at me, his eyes piercing directly into my own. When there isn't a tint of yellow, they appear warm and homey. The brown, for some, might appear dull and dark but for me, they appear light and full of life. Maybe, it's by the way he is staring at me.

He said and with a blink of an eye he shot a substance, which looks like black shards into Derek's chest near his heart. And once again every one gasped. "Balian's assemble!." He shouted . Immediately. More like ' Avengers assemble ' I shifted my gaze to Derek who was now in so much pain. I broke down. I wondered why, I'm to be like the other people in the hall, with their faces showing zero emotions. But still their next in line they should be crying. Anyways always heard that vampires are heartless. Wonder if that is true.

Alpha Damon stood up from the chair, he suddenly held my arm and drew me closer to himself, raising my chin to look at him. I wanted anything but that at that moment, an unsettling feeling in me made my eyes open in fright. I was wholly taken aback after meeting his gaze. He is the most beautiful male I have ever seen. He has a sharp jawline, muscular physique, attractive blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a small pink lips with a pointed nose to complement his spotless face and skin. His face was cold and devoid of a single smile but that made him more attractive. Alpha Damon is the definition of charming.

He slowly approached the swing and grabbed the box. He turned it around in his hand, looking for a note or an address. Scowling when he found neither and unwrapped the gift; careful to not snap any wires in case it was a bomb. He put aside the cover paper and looked inside. His jaw clenched tight out of anger at what he saw ...a picture of Liliana and her best friend Tessa in their school uniforms seemingly walking out of the school, with a black cross only on Lilliana's face... a harmless but fruitful threat. Damon's blood boiled with anger at the thought of his enemies standing that close to Lilliana. He crumbled the photo in his hand and looked around the yard one last time before walking