Demetri Twilight Novels & Stories

Smith, Lupus, Felix, Daniel, the commander who I still can’t remember. “Let’s be serious. You all know that I'm right, why else would you be in here planning to capture her. You’re putting the pieces together, I can see it. The prophecy. The darkness. The mysterious angry twin that shows up out of nowhere. Of course it’s her. And I'm not the only one that knows it, you all do too”.

"Hey, man." Hudson called out immediately he sighted Damien as he came out of the airport. Damien just nodded at him. "Any improvement yet?" He asked. "No, not really." He replied. "Ohh.. Okay." Hudson said. "What is the urgent matter you called me for?" Damien asked. "Actually, i was told that one of our companies was expecting a business tycoon, Demetrius Negal, and he had asked of the owner of the company." Hudson said.

We were very close to getting Nathan back the project, it couldn’t go wasted due to a stupid mistake. “Don’t say a word. Nathan is here.” I whispered as soon as I opened the door. Devin was standing in his sky blue shirt, charcoal pant, his white apron was in his arm while he was holding a flower bouquet and a bottle of my favorite wine. I got the wine, but why a flower that was also a red rose. Did his crush give these to him? “I know. Matero called and filled me up.” He lifted his hands and shook the flowers and wine. “That’s why I am all prepared, girlfriend.”

CHAPTER 1: BLOOD. July 3rd,1996. "I can't believe I'm on my knees begging you to spare my life"Tobias O'Connell muttered, bitterly to Wyatt Gentry whom he had supposedly called his best friend for so many years. This bestfriend now held him at gunpoint. "If you had just listened to me,it wouldn't have gotten to this point"Wyatt thundered. Their voices woke eight years old Damien from sleep. Everywhere was dark.

and said "you'll be alone. Maybe I should quit school and stay to look over you. " he said. "Silly. " I replied. "Where have you been all this while. I have been looking out for myself since forever. Am a tough girl. I knowy my way around. " I replied. "She is right. She is a though girl. " came Emjay's voice after he walked in and we didn't even notice. "Welcome! " I said pushing a seat over to him. "Thanks he said. " sitting down. "Water? " I asked maybe he would need a sachet one too. "No thanks am good. " he said. "Hi" he said to Peter. "I am Emjay. " he added extending his right hand to Peter for a handshake. " Am peter. " replied Peter. "You are new here? " asked Emjay. "Three months

“Enough.” We both turned to him. He stepped closer, his presence pulling at me like gravity. “Aria is working for Andrea Moretti,” he said evenly. “She’s Andrea’s new stylist.” The name hit me like a splash of cold water. “Andrea Moretti?” As if summoned, Andrea appeared. She was breathtaking, all sharp cheekbones and effortless elegance, her designer gown catching the light as she moved. She slipped her arm through Aleksander’s with the ease of someone who belonged there, her gaze sweeping over me with polite, icy disinterest.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

THE TWILIGHT COURT Maerwynn’s POV The city emerged like something out of a dream. It clung to the mountains, glowing softly with an otherworldly light. The buildings looked like crystal, impossibly tall and delicate, and the towers shimmered as though spun from the night sky itself. The light wasn’t from the sun—not the kind I knew. This place lived in twilight, where day and night held hands, casting the city in a perpetual, silvery glow. Light veins carved into mountaintops, glowing against the midnight sky. There was beauty here, haunting and fragile.

Demetrius would’ve thought it to be hallucinations due to his slipping consciousness but with his diminishing sight, he watched six of his fellow guardians dart into the room. Scarlet appeared at his side, fussing over him. Her words were too muffled for him to understand and his limbs were getting heavier but he needed her to help him. It was important. “Don’t…” It was a struggle to get the words out. “Don’t let them…Jamie…” It was all he could say. The darkness won the fight, engulfing the last of the room and swallowing him into its cold embrace. When the light returned, Demetrius found himself staring at the ceiling of his bedroom. Scarlet sat by the window reading to little Phoenix who