AUTHOR POV
After having some time of passion in the room Damian came out leaving Abigail asleep, he went to his room to take a bath. While in the shower the thoughts started coming through, his fears started taking over he was becoming more and more insecure, what have he just done, he cannot let her in his heart he was too scared and it was too dangerous but deep down he knew he couldn't stay alone again, he knew he wanted the warm comforting presence of a woman, he wanted a life but each time he saw her eyes it reminded him of what he was, just a sad bad monster. All these thoughts ran through his mind while the chill waters of the showers ran down his body. Damian finished bathing and went down to the living room to binge watch some movies, and so he did and suddenly out of nowhere Abigail jumped on him with a very proud smile, hugging him and giving him a hug from behind and for the first time in centuries he looked at a woman differently, he saw a woman in all the loveliest ways possible . " Hey I see you were already chilling without me" she said with an amazing smile on her face," well you fell asleep so i didn't want to bug you" Damian replied . " Ok so I want to know a lot about you " Damian said, in his mind he thought getting to know each other better will aid in building the chemistry that was forming between them, for he had finally let his controlling nature go and well let the future write itself." Umm ok" she replied. Abigail told Damian about her parents, ordinary folks they were and how she grew up in the city of Los Angeles before moving to their family farm and how she spent most of her time with the lovely animals there and found new home there with incredible new friends, then about how she had to leave for college and then falling in love some couple times and out till the present moment. Damian was amazed with her story and how much of a somewhat free life she had, mostly because he never had any friends, no family anymore, no love and has always been burdened with sadness. "You know I myself have never had friends, I lost my family many years ago, it has been so long I don't know how having one feels like anymore" Damian said with a sad look. "Oh my, that's really sad I'm sorry about that " Abigail said in a consoling manner, "Can you tell me about them, your family, maybe your ex's" she asked , " umm well my parents were happy people always wanting to help out, they were over protective of me though and to some extent cared too much, but i loved them really much, and as for a past love interested I've had just one i really loved, her name was Margaret and you might thinking I'm joking but she looks exactly like you" Damian narrated, " oh come on you always know to joke around " Abigail said laughing to Damian comparing her looks to his ex's. If only she knew how true it was but, nevertheless that did not matter, the two spent the day talking, watching movies, laughing and generally having fun, until Abigail got a call from a friend who was in town and wanted to meet. She went upstairs to freshen up, Damian on the other hand did not feel like letting her go, the tingling feeling he had in his tummy was so comforting, and it was caused by the presence of Abigail as he knew and he wanted it to last as long as possible but of course he wouldn't want to ruin what her and her friend had so he had to let go. Abigail was done and ready to head out, " hey Damian , i have to go see ya later" she said while heading for the door, " oh i forgot, i love you" she said giving him a peg. Damian was dumb struck. He didn't know what to say or do. He was just frozen helpless with only his mouth mobile forming a smile on his frozen face. After a short while on the road Abigail finally arrived at a restaurant her and her friend had arranged to meet in, Abigail entered the place easily spotting her friend at a table but she was seated with a man, she went over with a big smile on her face as a show of excitement to seeing her friend, they hugged each other and took their seats. "Abigail what a long time it has been, I really do miss you, look how big you've grown girl" her friend said to which Abigail chuckled, " well missy, I miss you too but I'd have you remember that we are basically the same age and you be saying I've grown like you're my mom's age" Abigail said, and to that everyone laughed, Abigail's friend Hailey couldn't help but be happy seeing her friend. " Oh my pardon my manners, this is my cousin Drew, he's the one I used to tell you about '' Hailey said, '' Drew, Abigail- Abigail, Drew " hailey introduced them to each other. " It's my pleasure to meet you miss Abigail, I've heard quite a bit about you" Drew said extending his hand in the gesture to shake miss Abigail , " well it's an equal pleasure meeting you Mr Drew, i too have heard quite a bit about you too" Abigail said placing her hand on his, Drew kissed Abigail's hand , and their eyes met, and they were stuck like that for what seemed like hours with glowing eyes like anime characters, without saying a word. And there's Hailey, you and I , who are wondering why that hand holding and eye contact is taking so damn long. " Uh-um" Hailey cleared her throat , which finally had the power of separating Drew and Abigail from their heavenly trance, " I think you guys will work well together, but I'm hungry and I need to catch up with my friend, so I hope you do not mind Drew" Hailey said, " oh yes , ...." Abigail and Drew said in unison. They proceeded to order themselves some food and had a wonderful almost never ending conversation on different matters calling it catching up. The night was far gone and it was time for the friends to call it a night, Abigail and Hailey hugged each other so tight saying their good-byes, then Drew asked for Abigail's number which she gave and they all went their separate ways.AUTHOR POV Abigail got home, finding Damian already fast asleep in the living room so she just quietly got a blankie covering him with it, she went upstairs to her room fell on the bed and let her heavy eyelids shut themselves taking her to dreamland . In the early morning's, Damian was already up doing his daily workout routines, but this Time was different he didn't do it filled with rage, sadness nor anger but rather with happiness he was genuinely happy , he could hear the birds sing, feel the light morning breeze, hit his skin so gently he had goosebumps, the oxygen he breathe was just so pure, that's just how happy he was . Abigail woke up some hours later getting ready for work almost as instantly as she woke up, and also it was a Monday, what a trashy day to work, on getting down stairs breakfast was already served with Damian already helping himself with some, " please have a sit madam" said the butler said, " oh mr alfred you're back" Abigail said while
AUTHOR POV Damian was still the process of finalising a business deal with a very huge firm and was in his element's that particular day, Drew on the other hand left shortly after Abigail left and for the former, she was still in her office stressing over her friends advice, Damian had finally sealed the deal after some hours with back and forth with the CEO of the firm but at the end it paid off, the men had themselves a coffee and the ceo of the firm invited mr Damian to a party hosted at the firms mother company, and he was allowed to bring himself a plus two, but by the time the men were done with all their talking and chatting, it was already about 6pm, with the party starting at 9pm , Damian went back to the main office building but Abigail had already left for home, so he too went back home. Abigail had already been home long enough to start working her mind with overthinking again, then she heard a car pull up by the house and knew it was Damian so she quickly compo
AUTHOR POV “Wake up…wake up.” Jason, Damian’s friend, kept on tapping him, trying to wake Damian who fell unconscious after he shift back to his human self.Damian slowly opened his eyes surprised to see Jason, he looked around only to find himself in a strange room, naked, his clothes were on the floor torn into shreds.“Man why were you moaning, and screaming take my dick I’m going fuck you like crazy,” Jason said staring directly to Damian, who still have a confused look on his face.“Wait man don’t tell me you, were having sex in your dreams.” Jason said laughing.“What do you mean, why am i here, were is the lady with big boobs and butty.” Damian asked staring at Jason who couldn’t help but burst into laughter again."Oh, Damian, my dear friend," Jason chimed in with a teasing tone, "seems like you had quite the adventurous dream! Big boobs and a bountiful booty, huh? You must have been having the time of your life!"Damian, still trying to shake off the confusion, managed a sh
AUTHOR POV With aching steps, Damian made his way out of the building, his footsteps echoing in the empty streets. He then vow to take revenge, he was going to make Abigail’s life miserable.••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Next day…Damian sat in the dining table having his breakfast, after everything he saw and heard, he decided to make Abigail feel the same pain he felt, not only that, he also wanted her to feel the same betrayal, he felt.Just as he was about to have a bite of the slice of bread in his head, Abigail walked him.“Good morning sir.” Abigail greeted and acted as if nothing happened, she didn’t know he saw her.“Good morning Abigail, where have you been all night?” Damian asked forcing a smile of his face, the fact that he is seeing Abigail standing in front of him as if nothing happened got him really upset, all he wanted to do was To deep his claws inside her and ripped off her head, but he needed to play it coolHe didn’t want Abigail
AUTHOR POV Damien moved his hands to her pussy, he noticed she was putting on a g-string, a devilish smile appear on his face, he used his fingers to push it to one side, and trail his fingers on the surface of her pussy, earning a soft and low moans from her.“Ohhh..umm.. that’s it…baby…” she moans out.Damian was about to slid his finger into her pussy when Abigail walked in…Amelia quickly close her legs, while Damian pull his hands out of her pussy.At first Damian wanted Abigail to see them, he wanted her to feel the same pain he felt, when he caught her cheating on him, but on a second thought, he didn’t want her to catch him only touching the pussy, to him she won’t feel much pain.He wanted her to see him, fucking the hell out of her mother, he wanted her to hear her mother scream his name while, sliding his big dick into her.“Hey, mom, I’m back, hope you guys haven’t finished the food yet.” Abigail said smiling, not knowing what happened.“Of course… not.” Amelia replied,
AUTHOR POV Abigail walked into Damian’s room and found him sitting on the balcony, gazing out at the city skyline, he was holding a glass whiskey. She approached quietly, not wanting to startle him. “Hey, Damian,” she said softly, leaning against the doorframe. Damian turned to look at her, while taking a sip from the glass in his hands, seeing her brought back a lot of painful memories, he couldn’t get the image of her having sex with another.She cheated on him, but he didn’t want to tell her he knew about it Damian's gaze shifted away from Abigail, his jaw clenched as he struggled to contain the turmoil churning within him. He took another sip of whiskey, the burn of the alcohol offering a fleeting distraction from the ache in his chest. Abigail watched him carefully, sensing the tension in the air but unable to pinpoint its source. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, her voice gentle.Damian's grip tightened around the glass, his knuckles turning white. He wanted to tell her about
AUTHOR POV Abigail walked into her room, she felt the world was crashing down her felt tears streaming down her eyesAbigail collapsed onto her bed, the weight of Damian's rejection crashing down on her like a tidal wave. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks, each one a silent testament to the pain and regret consuming her from within. She buried her face in her hands, her sobs muffled by the emptiness of her room.Everything she had built with Damian, every moment of happiness and laughter, now lay shattered at her feet. She had betrayed his trust, shattered his heart, and now she was left to bear the consequences of her actions alone.The room felt suffocating, the walls closing in around her like a prison of her own making. She wanted to scream, to rage against the unfairness of it all, but no sound escaped her lips except for the choked sobs that wracked her body.In that moment, Abigail felt utterly alone. Alone with her guilt, her remorse, and the crushing weight of her mistakes
AUTHOR POV Hailey’s expression remained unchanged, her gaze unwavering as she listened to her friend’s confession. Though she felt a pang of sadness for Abigail’s pain, she made a conscious effort to remain calm and supportive.“Okay, but what kind of cheat and with whom, and you didn’t tell me you and Damian was dating, you only said, you have feelings for Damian and my cousin Drew” Hailey said“I was drunk and I had sex with Drew.”Abigail said tears dripping down her cheek, Hailey was upset, Hailey’s expression hardened, her eyes narrowing with a mixture of anger and betrayal. “Are you serious, Abigail? You slept with Drew? My own cousin? And you didn’t even have the decency to tell me you and Damian were dating?” Her voice dripped with venom as she spoke, her frustration boiling over. “You know he is my cousin and he has been through a lot, yet you had sex with him when you know you’re in love with Damian , How could you be so selfish?” Her words cut through the air like a knife,
ABIGAIL’s POVGuilt gnawed at me, its sharp claws tearing at my conscience. The memory of Damian’s pleading eyes haunted me, but every time I tried to focus on him, my thoughts drifted back to Bastian. The way he made me feel, the fire he ignited within me, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.I wandered aimlessly through the halls, lost in a fog of confusion and regret. But as the night wore on, guilt began to mingle with another, more primal feeling—a longing I couldn’t suppress. Bastian’s words echoed in my mind, challenging me, stirring something deep inside.Without fully understanding why, I found myself outside his door. My hand trembled as I reached for the handle, my heart pounding in my chest. I pushed it open and stepped inside, my resolve wavering.Bastian looked up from where he sat, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before it melted into a knowing smile. “Couldn’t stay away, could you?”I hesitated for a moment, then crossed the room in a few quick strides, my
Meanwhile, Damian paced the hallways of the house, his mind in turmoil. The confrontation with Abigail had left him shaken. He had hoped that bringing her and Zion back to the house would mend the rift between them, but Bastian’s brutal honesty had only widened it.Damian couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. Abigail’s anger and hurt were palpable, and he knew he needed to find a way to make things right. He decided to check on her, hoping to find a moment of calm to talk things through.As he approached Bastian’s room, he heard muffled voices and his heart sank. He recognized Abigail’s voice, but the tone was different—soft, intimate. He pushed open the door slightly and his worst fears were confirmed.There, on Bastian’s bed, were Abigail and his brother, locked in a passionate embrace. The sight of them together sent a wave of rage and betrayal crashing over him. He wanted to storm in, to tear them apart, but he knew it would only make things worse.Damian backed awa
ABIGAIL POVI tried to pull away, but the fire in his eyes and the heat of his touch made it difficult. “Bastian, I can’t—”He silenced me with a kiss, his lips hungry and demanding. I struggled for a moment, my mind screaming that this was wrong, but my body betrayed me, responding to his touch.“Bastian, we can’t do this,” I whispered, breaking the kiss.He looked at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Why not? You deserve to feel good, Abigail. Let go, just this once.”I hesitated, torn between my loyalty to Damian and the burning need I felt. Bastian’s hands roamed my body, igniting a fire within me that I couldn’t extinguish.“Please, Abigail,” he murmured against my neck. “Let me make you forget, just for tonight.”The sound of his voice, the feel of his hands, it all became too much. My resolve crumbled, and I surrendered to the moment. Bastian lifted me onto the bed, his touch gentle yet insistent.As he undressed me, I felt a mix of guilt and anticipation. I knew this was wrong,
As the months passed, the wounds of betrayal began to heal, albeit slowly. Abigail and I worked tirelessly to rebuild our relationship, and though it was never easy, our love for each other and for Zion gave us the strength to persevere.Margaret, sensing that her influence over me had waned, became increasingly bitter and isolated. She no longer held the power she once did, and her attempts to come between us grew more desperate and transparent.One evening, as the sun set over our home, Abigail and I sat on the porch, watching Zion play in the yard. There was a sense of peace that had been missing for so long, and for the first time in months, I felt a glimmer of hope.“Damian,” Abigail said softly, her hand resting on mine. “I know we’ve been through so much, and I know that things will never be exactly the same. But I want you to know that I see the effort you’re making, and I appreciate it.”I turned to her, my heart swelling with gratitude. “Abigail, I love you more than anythin
The days that followed were a blur of guilt and despair. Abigail refused to speak to me, and Zion’s once-bright eyes were filled with confusion and hurt. The trust and love that had bound us together seemed irreparably damaged.Margaret, ever the opportunist, tried to seize the moment to draw me closer. But every touch, every whisper, only served to remind me of the betrayal I had committed.“Damian,” she purred one evening, her hand tracing circles on my chest. “We could be happy together. We could start anew.”I pushed her away, my voice filled with anger and regret. “This isn’t what I want, Margaret. I made a terrible mistake, and I need to fix it.”Her eyes flashed with anger. “Fix it? How? Abigail will never forgive you.”“Maybe not,” I said, standing up. “But I have to try. I love her and Zion more than anything. What happened between us was a mistake.”Margaret’s face twisted with rage. “You’re a fool, Damian. She’ll never take you back.”“Maybe,” I replied, my resolve hardenin
The weeks that followed our victory over the witches were tense. The fragile peace in our household was constantly under threat, and Margaret seemed to be at the center of it. Her presence was a constant reminder of the past and the dangers we still faced. But beneath her cold exterior, she harbored a burning desire—a desire for me that had never faded.One evening, as Abigail and Zion slept soundly, I found myself alone in the study, the weight of recent events heavy on my mind. The door creaked open, and Margaret stepped in, her eyes glinting with a predatory gaze.“Damian,” she said softly, her voice like velvet. “You seem troubled.”I looked up, my guard momentarily lowered. “Just thinking about everything that’s happened. The witches, the artifact, the danger we’re still in.”Margaret moved closer, her movements smooth and deliberate. “You carry so much on your shoulders. It’s not fair.”I sighed, rubbing my temples. “It’s my responsibility. I have to protect Abigail and Zion.”S
The journey back home was filled with a sense of triumph and exhaustion. We had accomplished what seemed impossible, but the cost had been high. Our alliance had grown stronger, forged in the fires of battle.When we finally reached home, Abigail and Zion ran out to greet us. Abigail’s eyes were filled with relief and pride as she hugged me tightly. “You did it.”“We all did,” I said, looking at our gathered allies. “We couldn’t have done it without everyone’s help.”Zion looked up at me, his eyes wide with admiration. “Daddy, are the bad witches gone?”I knelt down, ruffling his hair. “Yes, buddy. They’re gone. You’re safe now.”Bastian and Margaret joined us, their faces weary but satisfied. “We need to stay vigilant,” Bastian said. “The witches might be weakened, but they won’t give up.”“We’ll be ready,” Abigail said firmly. “We’ve proven that together, we can face anything.”As the days turned into weeks, life began to return to a semblance of normalcy. We continued to train and
As we approached the witches’ territory, the atmosphere grew heavy with dark energy. Shadows seemed to move on their own, and the air was thick with the scent of decay. We moved cautiously, every sense alert for the slightest hint of danger.“We’re close,” Margaret whispered, her eyes scanning the area. “The artifact is hidden in a cave beneath the witches’ stronghold.”Lucian nodded, his vampire senses honed to a razor’s edge. “I’ll scout ahead. Keep low and stay quiet.”He vanished into the shadows, his movements almost imperceptible. We waited, the tension in the air palpable. Moments later, Lucian reappeared, his expression grim.“There’s a patrol up ahead. Five witches, heavily armed,” he reported.“We’ll have to take them out quietly,” Bastian said, his voice low. “Any noise could alert the entire stronghold.”We moved forward, our steps silent on the forest floor. The patrol came into view, their dark robes blending with the shadows. Bastian signaled, and we split up, surroundi
DAMIAN POVThe next few weeks were a flurry of activity as we prepared for the inevitable return of the witches. Our home became a fortress, fortified with both physical and magical defenses. Bastian and I continued to train Abigail, pushing her to her limits to ensure she was ready for anything.Our alliance with the other supernatural factions grew stronger, each group bringing their unique strengths to our cause. Lucian and his vampires provided surveillance and intelligence, their nocturnal nature making them perfect for night patrols. Alaric and the werewolves patrolled the forest, their keen senses alert for any sign of the witches.Margaret worked tirelessly on strengthening the protective wards and researching new spells to counter the witches’ magic. Her knowledge and dedication were invaluable, and despite our rocky past, I found myself trusting her more each day.One evening, as we gathered around the fire, a sense of camaraderie filled the air. We had become a family of so