Hawk And Demetri Novels & Stories

Her Hazel eyes was clashing with silver, and a frown settled upon her striking features, her lips parted "Aria..."She stopped halfway,with uncertainty properly written on her face. "Mtcheww..."I silently hissed in between my breath. This was a mess, the whole scenario was a mess. I had caused this because I hid from them, I hid the fact from Diana and the rest that Alpha Derek was my chosen mate. She might have already presumed me to be a harlot, backstabber or betrayal, judging from the look on her face and her present countenance.

But he hated it. Minutes passed and eventually Harley's legs buckled, causing her to collapse into his arms. Knowing that if he consumed anymore blood, the outcome would be grim, he withdrew his fangs from her neck and lowered himself to the floor, feeling her body stiffen before going limp in his arms. He forced himself to look up at Demitri, who's grin had stretched all the way to his eyes by now. "Happy now?" He questioned, gritting his teeth in disgust. "Quite." Demitri replied. "Now then, I have business to attend to, so I shall be on my way." He added, turning towards the door and disappearing in the blink of an eye along with Carl and Tyler.

Third Person's POV: "He is such a mean and jerk. He doesn't deserve a sweet girl like Evangeline." Natasha remarked. "What the hell were you going to do, Natasha?" William glared at her. "What was I doing?" Natasha asked clueless. "Haven’t I told you not to tell anyone anything about the alpha or his mate? He hates humans. Do you think that I jested with you? Alpha Theodore can turn real bad if he gets angry. He is called as 'demon' for a reason." William rebuked her.

I smile when Demitri’s scent tickles my nose , since he woke up I haven't actually had the chance to chat to him alone . He takes the lounge seat to my right and hands me the bottle of blood infused vodka that is my favourite . “Ok , fill me in, Lyra” Demi says without taking his eyes off his glass . “What do you want to know?” I look at him with one of my eyebrows arched. “Seriously” He smiles and shakes his head . “When I was drained you were banished to America” He chuckles and my heart warms to know he is back . He is the first person to ever take my side and stand up for me . We were just kids when he first did it and he has done it many times since .

Demetri adjusted his jacket and let out a sharp whistle through his teeth. Chuck and his friends glanced over at us. He saw me first, and his face fell, then he glanced at Rainey at my side. Demetri crooked his finger for them to come to us. Chuck bumped his arm into the taller of his two friends. His name wasn’t worth knowing when our real problem was with Chuck and his loose mouth. Demetri invited them into the office and Rainey, and I moved out of the way to allow them inside. Now they were surrounded, and Chuck looked terrified.

"I agree, sir. We were deceived, caught in a web spun by the demon's ancient cunning. We shall aid you in your quest, to atone for our role in this dark affair. And our sin against you and your wife and clan." "I don't want my family to die because of my unwise decisions; they're all innocent. I have seen what the demon can do, but I don't want that for my family," Raphael cried. Heartman asked the guards to free them. As the restraints were loosened, Damian and Raphael exchanged glances, a glimmer of hope now shining in their eyes. "We know where the demon is, sir, but we don't know or have any information about how to end it," Damian said.

I am screaming, the blindfold soaked from tears, not that I want them to stop, though. I am moved to a kneeling position. His hips slow down, the feel of a cock pushing against my mouth. Opening, I begin to suck it gently, teasingly. The feel of the piercing tells me it is Demitri, and for some reason, I can only imagine it rubbing against my sex. Their hips speed up. Demetri grips my hair, his hips pounding hard and fast into my mouth.

“We found the house. It’s filled with witches, as you expected, but it’s also got a large number of vampires living there as well. One of our clan heard the name Laris Bevan, but in the context of being mated to a vampire.” I stop, looking at Demetrius whose eyes are twinkling with the bomb he just dropped on me. “Well, isn’t that interesting?” I say, stepping into the library. “Do you have any exciting news that can top that?” he asks. Demetrius loves to one-up me with his news. Usually, I don’t care because he’s the most tenacious man I’ve ever met when it comes to digging up dirt. It’s what he did when he was a human, he would find dirt on interesting people then splash sensationalizing h

"Shift!" Demetrius commanded, his voice a thunderous growl in the rogue's mind. "Shift, and I may spare your life." But the rogue, eyes wild with fear and defiance, refused to yield. It thrashed in Demetrius's grip, its claws scrabbling against the ground, desperate to escape. Stupid. Really, really stupid. A snarl of frustration tore from Demetrius's throat. This was taking too long. Every moment they spent here was a moment away from Cathy, from the warmth of her presence and the intoxicating scent of her skin.

“Answer me, Cassie. Or I’ll start cutting pieces off you right now.” Behind her, the cauldron bubbles and spits, the colour of fresh bruises. And somewhere deep inside my ruined body, Hera whimpers, because we both know: The real monster was never Dimitri. It was always her. Demetria’s fingers linger on my chin a second longer, nails drawing tiny beads of blood, then she releases me with a soft, almost loving pat. “It’s fine,” she says, voice light again, as if we’re discussing the weather. “Before your brute gets here, I’ll be finished. He’ll find nothing but ashes and a very pretty memory.”