Yandere Damian Wayne X Reader Novels & Stories

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.

A while ago, he was running in the rain to fulfill the lady’s wish. Wanted a cake bought on the run. What an unreasonable request. No need to be surprised. Isn’t Almeera like that. “I am?” Damian is lazy. “Twenty-nine, maybe?” “Oh, it turns out you’re younger than me,” Brian said with a cough. Damian was silent, and he had no intention of chatting with those humans. His job this time was to pretend to be Almeera’s lover for the sake of clearing rumors and money, not serving her mistress.

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.

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.

I laugh, trying to hide away my embarrassment. Back when I was with Eric, we weren't always this direct. Words were never really our thing. We did confess and we did express how we truly felt but it was explained clearly through our actions, by the way we kissed, the way we made love and it was all clear but Damon, he expresses through his words and it's making me feel butterflies in my stomach. Damon doesn't seem to be shy about his feelings. He is way more direct. He continues to keep quiet, smiling as he looks away.

She clicked her tongue as she stood a foot away from Damian but he didn't give her a chance as he suddenly attacked her and pinned her against the wall after breaking one of her hands. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't end your misery?" He whispered into her ear with a husky voice. Evie growled from the pain of having her arm broken... There's no doubt Damian is stronger than her and she won't be able to beat even if she tried... "Your wife will die if she doesn't get treated immediately." She said nonchalantly as she flashed him a flirtatious smile.. Damian groaned softly and tried to control himself before pushing her away and rushed to his little woman..