Vampire Academy Dimitri Novels & Stories

He fell down to the floor, groaning in pain. The Vampire girl has been hiding behind the door and waiting for the right time to attack him. So that when she gets him to crash on the ground, she would then run for her life. But then, her jaw dropped the moment that she recognized that he was one of the Grand Elders of the Volturi. She hastily lowered herself to the floor in fear to help him get back to his feet before what she least expected happened. Rufus grabbed her so that her full body was close to his reach. He wrapped his hand around her back and his sharp claws elongated, piercing deeply into her skin. She moaned in pain as she felt a sharp pain in her neck region.

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.

I’m about to dig when the curly haired vampire speaks. He turns to look at me with an amused expression, those green eyes are still so intriguing to me. "Just to clarify, he's Adrian, I'm Dimitri. Ok, Human?" I actually chuckle. Human I technically am not. "Yeah, good to know. Thanks." I reply. "Do you have a name, princess?" Dimitri asks, his green eyes burning holes into me. That’s the second time he’s called me princess and it tugs at something in my heart. My mom always called me her little hybrid princess

Kira asked with a grin, thinking about some of her favorite TV shows and handsome actors in it. Dimitri’s eyes narrowed it. “Watched some Vampire drama on TV, isn’t it?” he asked suspiciously. “Now because I am the mate of Dimitrios La Gualias…” Kira spoke as she wrapped her hands around his neck, “I think it can be arranged for me to meet some of those vampire actors?” And Dimitri’s eyes lifted even more than before. “Oh, come on, Dimitri, they are so handsome,” Kira mocked. “I could just drool over them for hours…”

Should’ve told him to fuck off. But I was tired. Angry. And yeah, desperate. “Keep talking,” I said. His mouth curved. “Can I come in? Easier inside.” Everything in me screamed no. He smelled like trouble. Like secrets I didn’t want. But revenge? That word hit like a punch. Revenge on Dane. On Freya. On every single one of them who looked past me. I stepped back. Let him in. His name was Dimitri. He didn’t say who he worked for. Kept it vague, some crap about “people who see the danger in goddess blood” and “keeping the natural balance.” Sounded like cult nonsense to me.

I said and he gave me a smile before cutting the call. "Took you long enough," Nat appeared out of nowhere and pulled Max in a deep kiss. "Who is she?" I asked Dimitri, looking at the vampire in front of me. She had long blond hair and blue eyes, she was of a short stature, in fact we had almost the same height. And she was extremely beautiful in a delicate-angelic type of way. "Althea," he whispered and she sucked in a breath between her sobs, "my mate."

He was lethal-looking, with high cheekbones, shoulder-length black hair, and a smirk that radiated amused cruelty. “You really called us for this douchebag?” he asked, raising a brow. Riven rolled her eyes as if she had already run out of patience. “What did you do?” she asked him, her voice casual but sharp enough to cut. “Oh, nothing much,” the vampire mused, inspecting his nails before flicking something off them. “You know… wolfsbane doesn’t work on us, so I took it out.” Dimitri’s eyes widened. “And also,” the vampire added, his smile widening, “we took out the bastards who crossed us.”

"You didn't stress yourself at work today, did you?" Dimitri's voice was low, soothing, like a caress on my skin. It was like an invisible rope, pulling me to him. I actually had to dig my foot in to stop myself from closing the distance between us. Suddenly, his hands were on my shoulders. He pulled me close. I murmured something intelligible in response, but he didn't seem to mind. His warmth, his scent, enveloped me like a warm blanket. I traced the contour of his lips with my eyes and found myself leaning forward to trace those same lips with my tongue. Dimitri lips were almost on mine when we heard Summer call, "Dimitri."

Twice. Syanna nodded. “I’ve learnt quite a bit of the truth,” she told him. “About my blood.” “We were lied to,” Mark said. “We were told that your blood would be the end of vampires.” “By who?” Syanna pressed. “The Vechi vampire?” Mark nodded. “But we weren’t reluctant to believe him because his orders came from Dimitri—the first living and strongest vampire of all time.” So, his name was Dimitri. How cliché.

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.