Vampire Diaries Quotes Damon Funny Novels & Stories

He asks, confused. "You told me, werewolves are blessed with soulmates and I'm pretty damn sure you're no different. You must have a special someone that is out there, waiting for you but you're saying nice things to me, you're making me feel something and it would be awful if she ever finds out about it." I answer before trying to calm myself down, looking straight into his eyes. Damon chuckles, shaking his head as he looks around. "Why are you laughing? Is this funny? Do you not care about the love of your life? Literally,"

Damon growled again, his hand tightening on the edge of the table so hard I swore I heard wood crack. That maniac just leaned forward, elbows on the table like this was some casual breakfast chat and not the absolute destruction of my social life. “Relax, brother. I’m just curious,” he said lazily, eyes sliding back to me. “You’re so small. So sweet-looking. Never would have guessed you could get that loud. I mean, I knew you were his mate, but damn. You sounded like you were seeing God.” I nearly choked on air. “Daren!” Damon’s mother cut in sharply. “Quiet. That is not the way to talk to your brother’s mate.”

Every touch, every kiss, every whispered breath was a promise - a silent vow that we could no longer fight what had always been inevitable. As the final moment approached, Damon's golden eyes locked onto mine, filled with an emotion I couldn't quite name. His lips brushed against my pulse, his fangs lengthening. "This is forever," he murmured against my skin. I trembled, my fingers tangling his hair. "Then make me yours." With one final, possessive growl, his fangs sank into my neck, sealing our fate. The bond snapped into place like a firestorm, consuming us whole.

I got out of bed, trying all I could to restrain myself from dragging her out of my bed and out of my room. “I told you not to crawl into my bed when I am already asleep. Do you want me to repeat that I don’t like it when people come into my room without my permission?” I polled. Like I expected, she shrugged her shoulders and laughed. Her laughter was one of the most annoying sounds I have ever heard and if I could, I would stop her from laughing like a maniac, but right now, there is nothing I can do other than to watch her. “You should stop saying that, Damon. What will people say if you keep saying that you don’t want your mate in your bedroom? I am your Luna, remember” she grilled.

He turned to look at Damien Damien was one irresponsible vampire that cared not for the life of anyone. Damien's hands were soaked in thousands of people's blood. He literally killed for fun. Watching Damien care for a life for the first time in his existence made Alden question what his connection with the lady was "Bring her" Alden replied and walked out of the room. Damien carried Elsie and followed Alden into another room which had medical instruments in it

Damon loosened his tie slightly as he walked toward his office. He was tired. Not physically. Something worse. The kind of exhaustion that lived inside your bones after surviving too much. His phone buzzed. One message. From Luca. Eat something today. Damon stared at the text Then smiled despite himself. Small. Automatic. Dangerous. Another message appeared immediately after: Coffee does not count as food. Damon huffed softly. Then typed back: You sound domestic. Three dots appeared instantly. Don’t insult me. Damon laughed quietly under his breath.

Perhaps she lost a specific part of her memory as a result of panic attacks. Damon's lips formed a smile, "I said open your eyes," he said, biting her. She was trembling and didn't open her eyes when Damon said; "If you don't open your eyes then don't blame me for going down and down and down," moving towards her collarbone. Before he could finish his sentence, Elevena opened her eyes, and Damon burst out laughing. He was not laughing as he realized how frail she was. When, in fact, he was laughing at his own misfortune rather than at hers.

But then, I just thought of a perfect rebuttal that would be the perfect nail in his ego’s coffin. “I didn’t even feel a single thing from last night.” The smug look that had been on Damon’s face vanished, and Davien cracked out into a peal of raucous laughter. “Ouch! That hurts harder than a slap, bro.”

“I’m sorry okay ? Just that I was trying to lighten up the mood. , I didn’t want you to feel bad and stressed about the whole mate thing okay “she assured and I calmed down cause I didn’t even want to fight with her ____i love her and I know she means the world to me and she means the best for me . DAMON POV I got to the market as usual and today the sun decided to tone itself down____i really appreciated it because was it’s freaking hot my coverage suits start acting up and it becomes extremely hot .so I’m really happy it’s calm . I kept walking on the streeet and all I could think of was blood. BLOOD !!! BLOOD !!! I needed to control this or else every freaking person here will know that I

“I gave him just enough rope to hang himself.” “Next time, I’m tearing his head off.” “Next time, I’ll beat you to it,” I murmured. He let out a low, reluctant laugh. “God, I love you.” “I know,” I said, smirking. “Now keep that temper leashed, Alpha. The vamps are watching.” Damon stepped closer, his voice a low rumble against my ear. “You sure you don’t want me to at least rough him up a little? Knock that smug look off his face?”