Resident Evil Village Dimitrescu Daughter Novels & Stories

Since I had supernatural healing, there was no reason we needed to stick around Lilith's villa after we had slept. Anxiety twisted my stomach into knots, and my nerves were raw. I was going to finally see my parents, and confront them about the secrets that were kept from me. As well as ferret them away from the Dragul Queen. No one could tell me much other than her name. Tatiana Rossi, grand-daughter of the original Dragul, the one who was the basis for every Vampyr tale. I wasn't thrilled about going into Vampyr territory blind. Xander seemed to think it would be fine, since I was the offspring of war heroes.

“She looks like me.” I let one more measure fall onto her tongue. Stage-II’s last sip. “Ask her what her name is.” “I don’t want to frighten her.” “You won’t,” I said. “You are her homecoming.” Silence. Then: “Dina.” Good. I love when the archives agree with the mirrors. Dina Drăculești, the illegitimate daughter who kept the accounts while the men were out staging morality as battle. She died at nineteen in childbirth; the child lived and pastors changed their name to spare themselves trouble. Blood flees churchmen but it never forgets the way back.

Hilda squealed ,she had a baby on her arms . "Dracula " Victor said glaring at our father and he chuckled " wow what happened to father huh Vic . c'mon come give daddy a hug"he said " what he hell are you doing here Dracula " I growled and he rest of he vampires close gasped shocked to see the legendary Dracula in front of them . "whose baby is that " Colin ask his mother who grin wickedly. "oh you mean my grandson , oh where are my manners . meet my grandson Derek "father said

Dimitri sighed. Taron nodded quickly. “So, where is her mother’s grave?” Dimitri asked, reclining on his chair in deep thought. “St Josephine Diem church, Seville, Spain,” Taron informed. “Spain?” Dimitri asked, “Why in Spain?” Taron shook his head. “She was from London, Whitakers in Romania,” Dimitri wondered, “why Spain though!” “No idea, my lord, I will try to find it from Kira,” Taron replied.

They oversee the Morte Province, and all funerals are held in Hades' temples located in Morte Province In the seventh carriage is Duchess Cara Ivywood, Duke Fealdir Ivywood, Lady Nytris Ivywood, Lady Umera Ivywood, Third Princess Ila Ivywood, Lady Ardite Ivywood, Lady Vadia Ivywood, Lady Tetia Ivywood, Lady Ahara Ivywood, and Lady Ephine Ivywood, all descendants of Demeter from Ivywood City, the patron city of Demeter, who oversee the Farmveil Provinces, which specialize in Agriculture and farming.

"Of course, he is mine and would always be. Did you think I was going to let you leave after fucking Carlos? You wanted everything that was mine. How dare you." "It ended between him and me, please don't kill me. I will do whatever you want." "It's a little too late for that, bitch. You should know that I am a mafia's daughter and have my ways. No one will hear about you anymore, useless bitch." Lucia was on the verge of the cliff now. "Please, Dimitra, please—" But before she could finish her sentence, Dimitra pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced Lucia's chest. A surprised look blanketed Lucia's face as she held her chest. Dimitra shot her twice again and she fell off the cliff. She moved

I was going to finally get to explain everything before James's poison ruins what I have with her. I raced as fast as I could towards Blair's room and pounded on the door. “Blair, please let me explain. Not what you think.” Through the door, I could hear her crying. “Who is she, Dimitri? Who is Emily, and why did someone just tell me she died because of you?” I heard the door suddenly open. But it's not Blair. It's Vera. Her face, cold with fury, said, “Dimitri, what have you done to my daughter now?”

I said it again, gentler this time. The woman smiled. "You don’t know?" There was a glimmer of something like amusement in her eyes. That makes sense, I guess. My dad had a lot of secrets. Her eyes met mine. "My name is Lilith," she introduced herself. "Viktor’s daughter." My blood froze. Darius stepped forward, his sword grip tightening. "Viktor had a daughter?" Lilith's head cocked. "Oh, he had many things you didn’t know about." Her smile widened. "And I’m here to make you pay for what you did to him."

"Your attendance is much appreciated. To formally introduce myself, I am Czarina Olena Belikova of Russia." Father bowed respectfully, his chestnut-brown eyes kind. "It is such a pleasure to meet you, your imperial highness. We are immensely grateful for the invite." He then introduced, "I'm Lord Ibrahim Mazur." Czarina Olena smiled wider. He wrapped his arm around Rhea, whose emerald-green dress resembled vomit. "This is my wife, Lady Rhea Dragomir-Mazur," he continued. "And these are our daughters combined, Rosemarie, Jillian, and Vasilisa." Cesarevich Dimitri's mother's brows furrowed. "You were married prior to her?"

"The ones who really persuaded me to take on the combat training was the Ivashkov family." "The Ivashkov family? I thought you said there was only one surviving." "He was the last Moroi Ivashkov. But he had a wife and a daughter. The daughter was a dhampir with elemental magic which has never happen before. I never saw her much but I saw her the day she made her escape through a weak spot in the wards." Drew told me with a heavy gaze as though there was something he was holding back.