Yandere Damian Wayne X Reader Novels & Stories

His fingers dug deeper into my waist as he pulled me closer into his chest. His eyes flickered to Henry, and the grin widened just a bit before he dropped the grenade on them, voice calm, like he was talking about the weather. “I’m Damian,” he said. “Cindy’s boyfriend.” What! Damian?! He let the silence stretch, letting it sink in. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you all.”

Damian had only one arm left. Blood was gurgling out of his wound and staining the ground on his feet with red. At a distance not far away, Gerald’s face was fully written with shock as he said excitedly, “He’s a pre-celestial fighter who can condense his energy… Yet he can’t even take one punch from Dr. Yarde…” It was only now he realized how much he had underestimated Kayson. Damian controlled his energy around his body and stopped the bleeding.

Saying that William and the rest of the retainers need not worry, he will negotiate calmly, everything will return to the way it was. However, tara... Damian's defenses collapsed when the woman pleaded and touched his arm, not the words of romance that were thrown so that he was swept away in the enemy arena. Rather it is an inducement about a peaceful life. Promise to meet all company needs and correct the bad news that is widely spread.

She said. Maddy's brow creased, but she nodded. “Call me Damian.” I said as Maddy turned to leave. “We look forward to working with you, Damian.” She smiled before disappearing. “Missing your little fuck already?” She shook her head. “That’s sad.” Sipping her drink, she drummed her fingers against the glass. “The mighty Damian Russo has been reduced to chasing a little girl.” She added, clicking her teeth. “That little girl happens to have a hold on me. One you’d never relate to.”

She picked up the books and inspected it. "You will read them Rose enough of your thriller and horror genres..." Damian ordered her. She looked at the books with wide eyes when she realised all of them were erotica and bdsm books... Damian chuckled at her reaction. "If you are like this after just looking at it then how will you react when we will try this..." He smirked evilly making her heart thump rapidly. Damian slid down beside her resting his head on his arm while she was leaning against the bedpost trying to read the books.

Damian whispers against his ear, voice low and commanding, “Tonight, you belong to me. Every shiver, every heartbeat, every breath. And tomorrow… we face them together. Side by side. No one takes you from me. Not my father. Not my brother. No one.” Eli trembles slightly but nods, pressing his forehead against Damian’s chest. “I’m yours. Always.” Damian smiles darkly, tugging him closer, his hands moving along Eli’s back in a possessive, controlled rhythm. “Good. That’s exactly how it should be.” They stay like that for hours, the apartment quiet except for their whispers and soft movements. Every touch, every brush of fingers, every low murmur, is both a reassurance and a preparation. Damian

He just shut the door behind him and began gesturing into the room, his eyes dragging across every inch of her body. Isadora’s body quivered from within, the look in his eyes stirring up something rough and dangerous within her. But she shut it out. Because… she couldn’t be dripping or desiring him again, like he and his brother didn’t fucking ruin her body like she was theirs to greedily ravish. “So, you are into stuff like this?” Damian asked, raising the book that she was reading. It was a dark romance, and the title was enough introduction about what the book contained.

"What are you talking about, Damian?" Ivy stammered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and denial. She desperately tried to hide her shaking hands, knowing that Damian had caught on to her vulnerability. A smile played on Damian's lips as he observed Ivy's visible unease. "You're shaking, Ivy," he pointed out, relishing in the power he now held over her. He couldn't help but notice the tear in his bleeding lips widening, a painful reminder of the ordeal he had endured. "Look at all this," he continued, gesturing to his battered appearance, from his bleeding lip to his bruised ankles. "I know you had something to do with it. Your girl gave you away, what's her name again... Gwen."

He’s a tamer version of Dante with the right amount of Damien mixed up in one just as deadly combination. Damitri is heavy handed and shot first ask questions later type of guy but I know that even though my guys are like that, with me they are all giant teddy bears filled with nothing but mushy stuff and love. “Call Liam and have him come over and wait with you” Damien says as an order more then a suggestion.

Ryan yanked his hand away standing up in front of him. Ryan: Fiance. She's my fiance Damon. A girl who's the mother of my child and soon will be my wife. She's your brothers soon to be wife Damon and you need to respect her. This sorry you need to say this to her, not to me. If she forgives you then it will be forgiveness from me too. Moreover, she's in my bedroom sleeping. Don't disturb us till morning and also I want every detail of what you did to Luciana and why you thought that I was in that condition because of Liliana. I want every answer in the morning. With that, he walked towards his room while Damon only sighed heavily sitting on the sofa.