Twilight Demetri Novels & Stories

Well, second step, since he already told the people at Everglades that he was the new alpha. He sighed. Avoiding Tina was not putting his best foot forward. It was more a cowardly act than anything else, not the way he wanted to behave. He needed to take the high road here. With a deep breath, Dimitri angled his course to intercept her. "I see I'm not the only one needing some things for the cupboard," he said when he neared the woman, trying to sound lighthearted and welcoming, even though he didn't feel it. She was the true reason Dimitri was even there and her mate was on the way out. "This is not a trip I'm going to want to make often." He stretched out his arm, offering to shake hands.

“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

When the Dhampir girl started to reach for what looked like a translucent nightgown, Tasha shot out her hand and swatted the maiden on her bare butt cheek. "Not you," she playfully admonished. "I want you to stay just the way you are." The ginger girl gave her a shy smile before Tasha covered it with her own lips. The brunette began inching her way towards the other end of the bed closer to me as she asked, "What kind of name is Demitri?" "It's Dimitri," Tasha said as she moved away from the Dhampir, giving her a small wink before making her way to her vanity.

'It is what it is,' Demetri murmurs through a yawn as he stirs from the corner of my mind, unbothered by the conversation. 'So. you're fine with having a male for a mate?' I question, even though I already know the answer because it's been the same for weeks. 'If that is the Goddess' wish,' Demetri replies, but his words give away nothing else. Damn, the wolf is the king of calm, and it's unnerving. I don't think I have ever seen him unsettled in my entire life, not even when Damon is on the verge of killing Matt. Complete calm.

My phone lit up with a video call from Rosie at two in the morning. I turned on the screen recording function before answering. The screen immediately filled with bare, flushed skin and Rosie’s breathless moans. What they were doing did not need explaining. Tyler’s teasing voice rang out. “Rosie, isn’t this exciting? Your future husband’s right next door. If you scream louder, he might hear everything.” “You little devil! Be gentler! So what if he hears? He loves me so much. He won’t say a word even if he finds out.”

I faced Demetri, trying tio see any sort of reaction from him, but his facial expression was neutral and he nodded, humming, “That seemed to happen a lot. But I never thought you all the bad characters you have. I don’t treat a woman the way you treated yours.” I gulped as a fresh pang of pain jolted through my inside as I recalled all tghat I had to endure with Damien. Demetri turned to me and smiled. “I am here now, to mend her heart and give her all the happiness whe would want in the world.” I heaved a deep sigh as I locked eyes with him, mute. He continued, “I think it’s time to reveal the surprise that I have for you.” Damnn it. What the heck was he saying it out loud. What if the surp

"I would have gotten her. Our lives depend on it." Both of their lives. He was keeping them both young forever? It made sense in a twisted way. They were twins. Why couldn't Jack just keep himself alive? Why did he want to drag his sister along with him for hundreds of years? "Ah-ha!" he said, jumping up from his spot with what looked like a rat tail. Demetria watched as they walked around the room to some cheesy crystal ball you saw in movies. Most of Demetria's powers were given to her-naturally. She did a few enchantments that needed some herbs and whatnot, but they stemmed from natural ingredients.

Demetrius hopped from the riding mower and hurried over to her, picking her up to spin her once before planting a firm kiss on her lips. “I can’t believe you did this,” Jamie said, a little light-headed from the sequence of events. The boyish grin that had taken time to return showed itself now. “You asked for ridiculous; I delivered.” The moment was…incredibly short lived. No sooner had the words left his mouth, Demetrius felt a hand grip him firmly by his sleeve. “Finley!” The principal whirled him around to look at him. “My office, now. The rest of you, back to your classes! This is an institution of learning, not the movie set for Twilight. Go!”

Pеrhaps it was timе to takе what shе could gеt, to slakе hеr thirst for affеction and physical comfort from whatеvеr sourcе would offеr it. Slowly, trеmulously, Sarah noddеd, hеr movеmеnts slight but carrying thе wеight of unspokеn acquiеscеncе. Tylеr's smilе widеnеd into a wolfish grin, and thеn his lips wеrе crashing against hеrs, hungry and dеmanding and uttеrly intoxicating.

At first, she tried to hold back, but as the night went on, reason gave way to emotion. In a low, teasing whisper, he asked, “Don’t believe me?” Her eyes glistened, her voice tender. “I do, I do.” She bit down on his shoulder playfully. “That’s for being naughty!” Hunter’s dark eyes deepened, spurred by her reaction, and he let himself indulge fully. By the end of it all, Tara drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep. Hunter, now fully sober, gazed down at her glowing face nestled in his arms.