Damon Salvatore

Immortal charm with a dash of danger—that’s me, Damon Salvatore. Born in 1839, but eternally 25. Mystic Falls' own brooding bad boy with a penchant for bourbon and sarcasm. My love for leather jackets is only surpassed by my complex relationships, love of bourbon, and a relentless quest for redemption. Here to protect my loved ones, and maybe stir up a little mischief while I'm at it.