I wrapped my hands around the warm cup of coffee, feeling a sense of unease as I sat across from Tristan. The coffee shop was bustling with activity, but my focus remained on the mysterious stranger."So, how do you know Damon again?" I asked, trying to sound casual.Tristan's smile was charming, but I detected a hint of mischief behind his eyes. "Well, we met at a bar, and we had a little drink together. So, you can say I'm like his drinking buddy." He joked, his tone light and carefree.I smiled, intrigued by their apparent friendship. "Seems you two have had quite the fun together."Tristan's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Well, you can say that again. From the very first day I met him, I could tell immediately he's a special individual."I nodded in agreement, remembering how mesmerizing Damon was. "Yeah, me too."Tristan's expression turned serious, his gaze piercing. "You know, you're a brave girl, returning to that place again after what almost happened to you there."My eyes w
Jane's POV:I was fast asleep, lost in a world of dreams, when suddenly I felt a shiver run down my spine. My eyes fluttered open, and I was met with an eerie darkness. That's when I saw him - or at least, I thought I did. A figure that looked uncannily like Damon stood in the shadows, his presence making my heart skip a beat."Damon," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. Fear and excitement wrestled for dominance within me.I fumbled for the light switch beside my bed, and as the room was bathed in a warm glow, I realized I was alone. The room was empty, but I could have sworn I saw Damon standing there just moments before.A shiver ran down my spine as I sat up in bed, my mind racing with doubts. Was I seeing things? Was it just a dream?That's when I noticed something odd - my window was wide open, and the curtain was billowing in the wind. I distinctly remembered locking it before going to bed.A sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach as I slowly got out of bed
Author's POVDamon walked into his hotel apartment, his eyes scanning the room with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance. His cousin, Roshan, was lounging on the sofa, watching TV with a look of utter relaxation."It seems you'll start paying rent, because you're staying here more than I am," Damon said, his tone dry and his expression unyielding.Roshan smiled lazily, not bothering to get up. "Welcome back, little brother. A little rent is nothing for a prince of hell. You know you can buy the world ten times over if you want."Damon's frown deepened, his eyes flashing with irritation. "I am no longer a prince of hell. I have denounced everything to do with that place, so I would appreciate it if you didn't address me as such."Roshan's smile never wavered, but his eyes gleamed with amusement. "Once a prince, always a prince. And this brings me to the reason why I'm here. Your father, the Dark Lord, needs you in hell. He says it's urgent."Damon's expression turned glacial, his voice
Jane's POV:As I opened the door, I couldn't help but smile when I saw Jeremy standing on my doorstep, looking relaxed and casual in his round-neck shirt, jeans, and jacket. He didn't seem to be following the traditional date attire, but he still managed to look effortlessly handsome.I, on the other hand, felt a twinge of regret for choosing to wear a gown. I had thought it would be a nice touch, but now I felt a bit overdressed compared to Jeremy. Maybe I should have opted for something more casual, I thought.Jeremy's eyes lit up as he took in my appearance, and he smiled warmly. "Wow, you look really beautiful," he said, his voice sincere and genuine. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I smiled back at him."Thank you," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite the flutter in my chest. "You look good too."Jeremy chuckled and looked down at his outfit, seeming a bit embarrassed. "Hope I'm not too underdressed?" he asked.I shook my head, smiling reassuringly. "Nah, you look g
As we strolled away from the lake, I couldn't shake off the enchanting feeling that lingered within me. The tales Jeremy had shared about Lake Town's mystical past swirled in my mind, leaving me wondering if there was truth to the legends. We walked back towards the bustling crowd, where Jeremy greeted his friends and family with warm smiles and introductions.However, the atmosphere shifted abruptly, like a sudden change in the wind. The chatter and laughter ceased, replaced by tense whispers and worried glances. I sensed a collective unease settling over the crowd."What are they doing here?" a man in his mid-forties muttered, his voice laced with concern. I followed his gaze and saw them – four individuals clad in black, long coats that seemed to absorb the light around them. Their skin was as pale as snow, and their eyes sparkled like pearls. One of them, a man with piercing red pupils, exuded an aura of danger with every step he took.At first, I thought there were only four of t
Location: Somewhere in USATime: Night.“Won't you stay with me tonight? Please, I really need you." A beautiful lady by the name Gloria, who happens to be in her early twenties, dressed in a red short gown that brought out her sexy, long legs spoke softly to a tall, manly figure dressed in all black, standing close to the door with his face backing her.“I have to go." He said simply, with a voice deprived of any emotions. It was almost impossible to tell what his state of mind was at that point by the tone of his voice.After his brief reply the male figure proceeded towards the door, grabbing hold of the door handle, he tried opening the door.“You can't do this to me Damon. I love you!" Gloria screamed, almost in a frustrated manner and Damon paused his actions.“I love you so much Damon, like I have never loved anyone. Please don't leave me. I love you so much." Gloria continued pouring out her heart to him with a slightly cracked tone, evident that she was becoming emotional
Location: Lake Hill Town.( Lecture hall ) “Miss Michaelson, please can you help us with the answer?" Professor Collins startled me completely as he announced my name in front of the whole class- addressing me by my surname. He was pointing towards the board and it seemed he wanted me to answer a question he had asked but why me? This is bad. My eyes drifted to what was written on the board. ‘The concept of Evolution.' Oh great. Why did he have to call me? I wasn't even raising my hands. Jeez! Or was it because he saw that I wasn't paying attention to his lectures while he was teaching since I was busy chit-chatting with my best friend, Kate?? ”Sure.. Mr Collins," I said with a slight trace of nervousness in my voice as I stood up and everywhere suddenly became quiet like a graveyard. It seemed as if everyone in the lecture hall had their eyes and attention on me. Gosh, I am feeling more nervous now. I don't even know what I want to say but here goes nothing. “Alright go on,
Damon walked down a dark, lonely and quiet street after he had left the beautiful Gloria in tears. He had warned her the first day they met that he wasn't looking for love and she shouldn't expect any show of love from his side. He only needed someone to talk to and have a little fun with but I guess she didn't listen to him and now she is left completely heart broken. Well that's none of Damon's business, she doesn't mean a thing to him_ come to think of it, no one meant anything to him and he wouldn't want it any other way else... Damon was walking at a steady pace but all of a sudden he slowed his steps almost to a stop when he sensed something. He wasn't alone, someone or something was trailing him and even though there wasn't a trace of anyone, not even a shadow movement or sound Damon was certain he was being followed. His senses never fail him. “I know you are there, come out." Damon said calmly as if he was talking to someone he is familiar with, not necessarily a friend th
As we strolled away from the lake, I couldn't shake off the enchanting feeling that lingered within me. The tales Jeremy had shared about Lake Town's mystical past swirled in my mind, leaving me wondering if there was truth to the legends. We walked back towards the bustling crowd, where Jeremy greeted his friends and family with warm smiles and introductions.However, the atmosphere shifted abruptly, like a sudden change in the wind. The chatter and laughter ceased, replaced by tense whispers and worried glances. I sensed a collective unease settling over the crowd."What are they doing here?" a man in his mid-forties muttered, his voice laced with concern. I followed his gaze and saw them – four individuals clad in black, long coats that seemed to absorb the light around them. Their skin was as pale as snow, and their eyes sparkled like pearls. One of them, a man with piercing red pupils, exuded an aura of danger with every step he took.At first, I thought there were only four of t
Jane's POV:As I opened the door, I couldn't help but smile when I saw Jeremy standing on my doorstep, looking relaxed and casual in his round-neck shirt, jeans, and jacket. He didn't seem to be following the traditional date attire, but he still managed to look effortlessly handsome.I, on the other hand, felt a twinge of regret for choosing to wear a gown. I had thought it would be a nice touch, but now I felt a bit overdressed compared to Jeremy. Maybe I should have opted for something more casual, I thought.Jeremy's eyes lit up as he took in my appearance, and he smiled warmly. "Wow, you look really beautiful," he said, his voice sincere and genuine. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I smiled back at him."Thank you," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite the flutter in my chest. "You look good too."Jeremy chuckled and looked down at his outfit, seeming a bit embarrassed. "Hope I'm not too underdressed?" he asked.I shook my head, smiling reassuringly. "Nah, you look g
Author's POVDamon walked into his hotel apartment, his eyes scanning the room with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance. His cousin, Roshan, was lounging on the sofa, watching TV with a look of utter relaxation."It seems you'll start paying rent, because you're staying here more than I am," Damon said, his tone dry and his expression unyielding.Roshan smiled lazily, not bothering to get up. "Welcome back, little brother. A little rent is nothing for a prince of hell. You know you can buy the world ten times over if you want."Damon's frown deepened, his eyes flashing with irritation. "I am no longer a prince of hell. I have denounced everything to do with that place, so I would appreciate it if you didn't address me as such."Roshan's smile never wavered, but his eyes gleamed with amusement. "Once a prince, always a prince. And this brings me to the reason why I'm here. Your father, the Dark Lord, needs you in hell. He says it's urgent."Damon's expression turned glacial, his voice
Jane's POV:I was fast asleep, lost in a world of dreams, when suddenly I felt a shiver run down my spine. My eyes fluttered open, and I was met with an eerie darkness. That's when I saw him - or at least, I thought I did. A figure that looked uncannily like Damon stood in the shadows, his presence making my heart skip a beat."Damon," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. Fear and excitement wrestled for dominance within me.I fumbled for the light switch beside my bed, and as the room was bathed in a warm glow, I realized I was alone. The room was empty, but I could have sworn I saw Damon standing there just moments before.A shiver ran down my spine as I sat up in bed, my mind racing with doubts. Was I seeing things? Was it just a dream?That's when I noticed something odd - my window was wide open, and the curtain was billowing in the wind. I distinctly remembered locking it before going to bed.A sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach as I slowly got out of bed
I wrapped my hands around the warm cup of coffee, feeling a sense of unease as I sat across from Tristan. The coffee shop was bustling with activity, but my focus remained on the mysterious stranger."So, how do you know Damon again?" I asked, trying to sound casual.Tristan's smile was charming, but I detected a hint of mischief behind his eyes. "Well, we met at a bar, and we had a little drink together. So, you can say I'm like his drinking buddy." He joked, his tone light and carefree.I smiled, intrigued by their apparent friendship. "Seems you two have had quite the fun together."Tristan's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Well, you can say that again. From the very first day I met him, I could tell immediately he's a special individual."I nodded in agreement, remembering how mesmerizing Damon was. "Yeah, me too."Tristan's expression turned serious, his gaze piercing. "You know, you're a brave girl, returning to that place again after what almost happened to you there."My eyes w
Author's POVDamon settled into a handmade wooden chair in the heart of the camp, nestled within the woods. Crystal, an innocent and lively young girl, busied herself braiding his long hair, a promise he had made to her during his last visit. As she worked, she chattered away, her words filled with a childlike wonder."Uncle Damon, while you were away, I saw Aunty Amelia crying. She looked so sad, but now that you're here, she looks happy again. I think she likes you," Crystal said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.Damon's expression remained calm, but a faint smile played on his lips. "Everyone likes me, or don't you like me?" he teased, his voice low and smooth.Crystal giggled, her hands moving deftly through Damon's hair. "I like you a lot, Uncle Damon. You have long hair, and you let me braid it. But I think Aunty Amelia likes, like you and you two look good together."Damon's smile faltered for a moment, before he regained his composure. "I don't know about that. She has a boy
On sighting Amelia with Damon, Dominic frowned and turned around walking away.“Not possible," Henry was shocked and relieved at the same time at the sight of them though.Shocked because he thought Damon was dead as when he last saw him he was surrounded by deadly vampires and also relieved because his sister is back safe and sound.“Brother," Amelia called out to her brother with a tone that showed her remorse as she was still feeling bad for leaving without telling him.“Amelia," Henry's tone was comforting and welcoming as he spread his arms apart and Amelia ran into them for a tight embrace.“I am sorry. I know you must have been worried about me. Please forgive me" she pleaded in his arms.“It's alright. I am just glad you are safe," Henry said to her before taking his eyes to Damon.“Thank you for bringing her back home," he said and Damon nodded softly.Amelia finally detached herself from the hug and her eyes went to where her boyfriend Dominic had walked past..“I know Domi
Amelia and Damon were coming out of the hotel on their way to the woods when Amelia picked up a scent of a night walker, not one at least five and she instantly became in a state of panic.“They are here.. Nightwalkers," she informed Damon looking over her shoulders to see exactly where they are but they were hidden from view..”I know," Damon said and the calmness in his voice bought a kind of security to Amelia that she didn't understand and just then an ice cream truck was slowly driving past.“It's been long I had one of those. Would you care for some?" Damon said much to Amelia's amazement as she wondered how he was still so cool and composed to the point of wanting to buy ice cream when their life is under threat.“Y..Yes I guess." “Good then. Let's go," Damon said, then walked to the truck and Amelia hurriedly followed him from behind.As Damon was busy ordering for the ice cream Amelia was stylishly watching out as she was still expecting that the vamps would come out from th
“Good morning, beautiful." Gloria woke up to the sight of a half naked Donald with a tray in hand.“What's this?" She asked, adjusting herself on the bed that she sat resting her back on the bedhead with the blanket still covering the most part of her body.“Well breakfast," he replied then brought the tray down, placing it on the bed and Gloria couldn't hide her amazement at how beautiful it looks and how good it smells too.A well prepared omelet with toasted bread and a mug of hot chocolate. Breakfast in bed. It looks all so romantic and for a moment there Gloria allowed herself to be happy until a thought came to her mind that ruined her mood. She has always dreamt and visualized a day when she would be served breakfast on bed by Damon but it seemed that would never happen...“What's wrong? Don't you like the food?" Donald asked when he noticed the change in her countenance.“I do, it's just..." She paused a few seconds before continuing. “I don't think I am hungry."“That's alrig