روايات وقصص ضمن Who Was Damien Darkblood Talking About

“Darius.” Damien laughed quietly. “You still call me that.” “It was the first name your mother whispered when you were born.” Vittorio answered. “It will always be yours.” Damien looked down. “I don’t deserve it anymore.” ⸻ Vittorio slowly walked toward him. “You carried a prison inside your soul.” “You protected your brothers.” “You protected humanity.” “And somehow…” “You still believe you’re the failure.” Damien’s voice trembled. “I brought the darkness back.” “No.”

“Damien, Damien, Damien. You’re standing here, running your mouth, when you should be thinking about survival.” Damien smirked. “That’s cute. You think I need to worry.” Lucas’s face darkened. “You do.” Lucien whistled low. “Ooo, that’s ominous. Someone’s been practicing their villain monologues.” Kaelen ignored him, stepping forward, his eyes locked on Damien. “Last chance. Step aside. Or die with the rest of them.” Damien let out a loud, exaggerated sigh. “See, I was really hoping for something more creative. Maybe a little ‘join us or perish’ speech. But this?” He shook his head. “Boring.”

Lauren said. Damian looked unbothered. " He is from the Bloodmoon pack. He doesn't deserve my pity." I made my discussion with Damian longer because I wanted to penetrate through his head and read his thoughts. I saw nothing implicating. There's this feeling I got like someone was blocking me out of his head. Why isn't there anything about Lyra in Damian's head? It was a dead end. If I get nothing from Damian then what do I do? Confronting him about Lyra's allegations against him was not a wise way to tackle this issue.

Damien stepped off the creature, slipped through the broken window and landed gently between the intruder and the 2 young mages. “Settle down.” He told Johan and the dragon child before facing the intruder. “Stand down, Ombra,” he said, “I told you to wait for us.” “I wait for no one.” Ombra rumbled, but he stood at ease and stared annoyingly at the groundskeeper. “I told you to settle down,” Damien said once again as Johan and Dragon kept their stance, the blue flames still burning. “It’s okay, Johan,” Dorin reassured his roommate, “This is Damien Wolfsbane, he’s the University’s Groundskeeper,” he explained, “He’s a friend of Sebastian and mine...”

said Matteo looking at Damian as if he was looking at an idiot " There is no way , Cole can read the encrypted messages " " Well , FYI.. I am not a computer geek " said Damian as he leaned against the wall " if a computer geek tells me he is peeping on my messages , I'm believing him " " I'm not a computer geek " " Cole , my friend , you spemd more time with your laptop than you spend with your mate . I don't know how to break it to you but " said Damian lowering his conspiratorially " That's exactly what people will call computer geek "

Damian answered as he walked closer to him and shot him on this second leg. He screamed out louder when he felt the injury pierce his skin. Damian didn’t stop there and went ahead to shoot his two hands so he would be paralyzed. “Arghhhhh!!!!!!!!!” Grey screamed out louder. “I should use you as a scape goat to anyone that tries to cross me. Be it friend or foe. They always die miserably.” Damian said as he finally released the last bullet on his forehead. The door was suddenly barged open, revealing Mark who had a blood splattered on his face and body.

Familiar. “You can’t run from me, Kayla.” I turned toward the sound, and my stomach dropped. Damien stepped out from between the trees. His body glowed faintly beneath his torn shirt, veins of blue light crawling beneath his skin. His eyes, once warm and kind, were now cold and illuminated. He smiled faintly. “You shouldn’t have destroyed it. I could have saved us all.” Liam’s weapon hummed softly, charging. “You call this saving?”

The fear. “Talk,” I demanded, my voice venom. “Now. No more lies. Who the hell is Damien?” His eyes darkened. “He’s the reason SteeleTech was built. He’s the reason it almost burned. He wanted power, not legacy. He wanted war.” “And?” I snapped. “And he died,” Liam bit out. “At least, he was supposed to.” I leaned closer, my voice a blade. “He didn’t. And now he’s after Micah. So tell me, Liam, what exactly did you bury that’s come back to kill us?”

The doctor says from outside the door. “Do you want an honest opinion doc?” I ask. “What’s that Killian?” he asked. “Go… away. Adios Amigos.” I reply. But He never replies. I throw my head back and stare at the ceiling. I continue to dive deep inside my mind. I start to think of all the dark thoughts I could possibly think. “I would be better off not being here.” I say to myself. “All I do is hurt people and put them in danger. I can’t keep doing that! It’s not fair.” I continue.