Twilight Demetri Novels & Stories

“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

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

Alexander called to her. Trying to get back to him, but she found herself drifting in and out of consciousness. One minute she was there looking up at Alex's face then the next she was gone, then she was back again. It was like she was stuck in a loop, but this time Demetrius was leaning over her, watching with his black irises instead of deep red. "I didn't know something like this would happen, inform the Fletchers, now!" Demetrius yelled at the younger witch then looked down at her and spoke softly, "Hold on little Ari."

ELVIRA Gulping down saliva, I reach the bottom of the stairs. My eyes scan Demetrius from up to down, he looks so handsome in his white, Cooperate shirt and black pants! His piercing blue orbs are burning into my skin, making shivers run down my spine. “ Wow.." I mutter inaudibly as I swallow hard once again. Demetrius has a special effect on me whenever I am around him. I can feel myself craving for his touch. I imagine his hot tongue trailing from my neck down to my boobs.

A shiver ran down my spine as his words affected me as if Bastien himself had spoken them. Her voice entered my mind again, "he is not Bastien, do not be fooled, your heart’s desire is almost here, get out of this house anyway you can." With that she spoke again to him, "fine, it's your funeral, but remember I warned you, she'll wake up any time now, I bid you farewell Prince Demetri." He chuckles, "who's Prince Demetri, I'm Beta Bastien of the Werewolf academy," he laughs out load as I hear a door shut.

I cried. Dameta approached the sleeping Demetrius before she lowered her head to kiss him on his forehead. "Happy 16th birthday, my dear son. I hope you shall find it to your heart that you forgive me..." she whispered. "No! Dominixe!" I groaned to attempt to move, but I couldn't. Dameta waved her hand at me. "Farewell, honeydew... Perhaps, in the next life, I could be with you..." "DOMINIXE!" I called her name when she was gradually disappearing. "NO!"

He's around 16. Dmitri: A Russian vampire and a leader of a resistance outpost that was one of the firsts to fall to the Nero family. He has silvery, snowlike hair with ice baby blue eyes and has water powers, being able to manipulate its form (permanently or temporary) and its shape and temperature and its movements. He is mated to Jason Nero and has had a lifetime dream of having a dragon. His sister is Eva.

After five sloppy kisses on the dancefloor in some cheap club of which two of them ended up in hookups, my experience was incredibly limited as you can see. Dimitri grabbed my chin and cooed in a belittling way, “Oh come on, my pet. You were doing so well, answering all my questions. Humor me, my pet. Take a guess,” I looked into his eyes, their bright magenta color mesmerizing me and then it hit me. Somehow my mind went straight to it, even if I wasn’t a Twilight fan. The scene in the throne room confirmed it. Dimitri could see on the look of my face that I cracked it. He showed me a flashy grin, two sharp teeth stood out. “Vampire,” I whispered.

“Hello, nice meeting you all! I’m Demetria Aflaia, I came from a neighbouring school, I hope we could get along well” Demetria, the girl whom Hestia introduced as the twins fiancée earlier give her introduction arrogantly, as if the embarrassing thing that happened to her a while ago was of no effect on herself and the fidgeting and lowering of the head like a child girl was just a momentary illusions of the students around, the students who witness all of the scene earlier only give her a pathetic glance but the students who didn’t know what happened and was only told couldn’t help but sympathize with this tall girl and also give birth to admiration for the tall girl selfless character.

I tried a different approach and tried to slow the kiss down, to eventually stop whatever she wanted in the first place. I felt the tip of her tongue swiping against my bottom lip, asking to enter. She wanted to go french. Ignore it, and kiss her softer… Everything about Lara Jane lingered in my atmosphere wherever I seemed to go, furthering my certainty that not only my wolf...but my soul knew that Lara Daisy-Jane Mikaelson was it for me. Lara is it for me and Octavia wouldn’t ever be. Lara's coconut aroma would fill my senses at spontaneous moments of the day and night, magnifying my longing for her presence.