Vampire Academy Dimitri Novels & Stories

Dimitri said, his voice dropping into something dark and dangerous, "and I will tear your pack territory apart leaf by leaf." I clawed at his grip, my feet barely brushing the floor. My vision began to blur at the edges from the pressure against my windpipe. "She belonged to the Lycan first," Dimitri said, his eyes burning with an intensity I had never seen in another creature before. "Dimitri," Valerie said sharply. "Put him down." Dimitri did not release me immediately. His grip tightened for one more terrible second before he finally let go, dropping me back to the floor in a heap.

Eve kissed him, cutting off the words. "I love you too," she said against his mouth. "I've loved you since you made me read that contract out loud. Since you killed Simon's career with a single phone call. Since you held me in the bathtub and washed my hair like I was something precious." She pulled back, meeting his eyes. "I love you, Dimitri Valentino. The Devil. The Don. The man who tortured someone in front of me and the man who cried when I said I loved him. All of you." Dimitri's eyes were bright, suspiciously wet.

Broken maybe. Dimitri landed. On his feet. Still wolf. Still terrifying. Grabbed the vampire. Ripped his head off. Just—ripped it off. The body dissolved. Ash. Nothing. Dimitri turned. Saw me. His eyes were still golden. Still feral. Still— "Rachel." His voice was wrong. Deeper. Distorted. "Are you—" "I'm fine. I'm—" I looked around. "The evidence. The laptop. The files. Everything—"

Dimitri. He looked exactly as I remembered from my recent nightmares—tall, elegant, cruel mouth curved in a smile sharp enough to cut glass. Only now three thick white scars ran from his hairline to his jaw, courtesy of the day Xeros had nearly killed him. They made his grin look even more monstrous. “Hello, my babies,” he purred. My legs turned to water. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Demetria’s fingers dug into my arm, hard enough to bruise.

he asked and I gave him a small nod. He reached behind me and unclasped my bra. He looked down and groaned when it fell on my lap. My nipples were hard and my chest kept rising hand falling rapidly. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Dimitri mumbled as he raised his hand and cupped one of my breasts gently. “You are so fucking perfect.” I shivered when he leaned in and kissed the area between my breasts. His warm breath made me moan quietly.

I managed to ask, in between my hitched breathing and he scoffed. “No questions.” He discarded my questions and his hands kept traveling through my body. “Let me help you forget about everything.” As he said that, he leaned down to kiss me. I wanted to push him away because I knew I was betraying Aiden, but my hands were weak and I couldn’t move. I could only lay there as he started taking off my clothes one after the other. “You’re so beautiful, Noah.” Dimitri complimented me when he saw my naked body. It made me feel good. My head was fuzzy but his touches were nice. They truly made me forget.

I asked. "Because what Vlademire did is etched in everyone's mind." he replied. "Vlademire also used to study here at Vampire High. He was a handsome vampire who fell in love with a normal human woman." He told a story. "They both love each other. When Vlademire graduated from Vampire high, he decided to live with the woman he loved. They had a healthy girl." He told the story while looking at the sun.

It would be that very night, the night she tore his heart out, that Dimitri would find the hunter. The man who had been trying for the past six months to kill her, Dimitri, didn’t give a rat’s ass if he died. In a blink, he was on the man; he didn’t allow his teeth to lengthen or to really hurt the man. This was a very young vampire; the fight would be over in a matter of minutes, if Dimitri had wished it to be.

“All of you belongs to me.” “Yes.” His grip tightened. “And you belong to me. Say it.” “I belong to you.” “Good girl.” He sat up, changing the angle, and I cried out as he hit that perfect spot deep inside. “Now give me your wrist.” I held out my arm, and he brought it to his mouth—but didn’t bite yet. Instead, he used a fang to slice his own wrist, dark red blood welling up. “Drink,” Dimitri commanded. “While I’m inside you. While you’re riding me. Drink my blood and let me drink yours. Bond us completely.”

I forced myself to get up, my newly scarred body protesting every movement. Damien's study was just next door. The safe in his desk had a familiar combination - the date we first met. "I'll never forget this day," he'd told me then, crimson eyes glowing with what I'd thought was love. "The day my blood first recognized her mate." But nothing inside belonged to our story. Instead, I found dozens of bottles of blood supplements for vampire pregnancies, still sealed, pressed against Vivienne's blood test results.