Romans & histoires Dendam

Maybe the members could actually help me, with that i decided to d******d the platform and get into the group. Operation: Seduce Damian is ongoing.

Damon. He lay peacefully on the bed beside mine, his chest gently rising and falling. His bare skin was wrapped in bandages that were stained with silver burns, telling a silent story of his ordeal. Beneath the soft glow of moonlight streaming through the tent flap, his face appeared pale, yet his jaw was tightly clenched, even in his unconscious state. It was a quiet, poignant moment, filled with unspoken strength and resilience.

This was the most relaxed I ever saw him. We had a long walk around and I knew Jade was inspecting the extent of the damages. Since the fight was brought to his doorstep, he was at the receiving end. Damien's fire destroyed quite a lot of trees but all areas had been cleaned of all debris and dead bodies. "What do you intend to do after your coronation?" Jade asked me, his focus trained on the ambience of the forest but I knew I still had his full attention.

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

Then Sekora and Gordon went upstairs where Gordon saw D2. “Who’s she?” He asked, looking at D2 who was reading the mammals book again. “He can see you?” asked Sekora looking shocked. “Yes, like I told you earlier anyone who has been to Falusia or whoever you use your powers on can see me.” Said D2. “This is D2 or Dejon Dordez, she’s my help in Falusia.” Said Sekora pointing to Dejon.

Uh oh, the dude is massive. Damnon looked like a gigantic cyclops with three heads. I looked like an ant in comparison with him, and I am a fucking Lycan king. I am way bigger than a really tall human. Damnon’s head was resembling a bizarre combination of dragon-like ears with the exact shape of Kaida, his teeth and scales on his face were serpent like, and three eyes of an arachnoid placed on his mutant-like face were radiating neon-crimson light. As he swiped away with his arms, he was emitting flame. The tendrils of his flames would wrap around soldiers like a net that set and engulfed those captured within it in igniting fire. His Goliath-like body strutted around narrow channels of Damn

Frantically shaking her head at me. “Dane, there is a man here. He says he knows you!” The deep voice comes from the other side of the door as I watch my mate silently fight an orgasm. “Did he give you a name?” I call back as I knead my mates hardened nipples. “He says his name is Damien.” Neah arches her back, her hips rocking against my hand as she grabs my lengthening dick. She bites down on her bottom lip, squeezing her eyes shut. “Keep him at the entrance. I will be there shortly.”

One of the things about the he-goat of a best friend was that he never shut up. "Yeah… Way ahead of you guys?” Darren yawned. “We both know you're a queen, and no girl would fall except for those eyes," I scoffed. “And guess who did?” He mouth in a whisper. Damien nodded, and I cocked my ears. I also wanted to know the crazy girl who wanted a short dick in her hole. "Zendaya," he winked. Damien whistled, and I laughed. She was a hot one with ass and boobs.

I need him to know now, so he can reject me and get it over with if he doesn't want me. “Nice to finally meet you Tabatha, I’m Damien, Beta of the Silver Dawn pack.”

Damien As I navigated the familiar streets leading to Rose's imposing mansion, a tumult of emotions churned within me, each one vying for dominance as I braced myself for the inevitable confrontation that awaited me. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with the weight of unresolved grievances and unspoken truths, as I prepared to face the woman whose influence had cast a long shadow over my past and threatened to do the same to my future.