Damon Salvatore

This is a surrealistic short story with some sensuality. It's a book fanfic. It's about Damon and his personality. Not suitable for readers under thirteen years.


“Oooooh... Gorgeous!” Bonnie said.
Damon had his head in her lap and she was stroking his hair. He opened his eyes to see an exquisite maiden looking at him with warm brown eyes.
“He is absolutely gorgeous. That’s why I’ve always been drawn to him.” Elena said.
Damon lifted his head and saw her tender blue eyes. She was holding his left hand.
“Are toi feeling any better?” Meredith asked.
Damon couldn’t believe. The...

“Oh my…” I brushed Damon off and backed away from them slowly. “Stefan…what…What have toi done?” I was shivering with fear. This was not the Stefan I used to know. This Stefan was full of malice and I was frightened. I was plus frightened than I had been when I had discovered that he and Damon were both vampires. But then I knew I could trust him. Then he didn’t feed off of people. Then he was gentle, controlled. And now? Now he was dark and dangerous. Like Damon. But Damon had learnt to control his urge for human blood. Stefan however was obviously finding it difficult since...