Romans & histoires Vampire Academy Fanfiction Dimitri Leaves Rose Pregnant

"If you hadn't been chasing two women at the same time, would any of this have happened?" His face contorted. "Shut up!" But Vivian was beyond fear. "You shoved berries down her throat. You knocked her to the ground. You cheated on her. All of that was you, Damien. You're the one who drove her away." "You think she'll forgive you after all that? She's never coming back." Every word drove deeper. Damien's composure shattered. He raised his claws— "One more thing you don't know." His hand froze. "Elena is pregnant. But what does that matter to you? She'll take a new mate. Your child will call someone else 'Dad.' And you — you'll die alone."

He finally lets me up as he sags back onto the chair probably trying to regain his breath, as I draw in long breaths, trying to get rid of the choking feeling. “Teper' eto bylo ne tak uzh i slozhno, malyshka?” That wasn't so hard now babygirl, was it? Dimitri asks as he grips my neck in his palms. “What are you doing!” I ask in shock and confusion when I start to feel black spots dotting my eyesight. Dimitri continues to press on a spot on my neck and soon I lose complete consciousness. _________________________ DIMITRI'S POV Ivanov steps into the room just as I'm placing Aella gently on the bed.

Dimitri said coldly, gesturing at Alexei. “I am asking both of you.” Silence fell. Neither brother wanted to speak first. Neither wanted to admit what had happened. Finally, Alexei spoke. “The maid is pregnant. With my child.” His expression did not change. “I see,” he said carefully. “And how did this happen?” “He was drunk,” Dimitri said. His voice was flat. “He stumbled into my room during the party. It was dark. She thought he was me. And now she is pregnant with his bastard.”

The past. I felt anger rising inside me. Bubbling and Toiling like my fate had been twisted by the three weird sisters. Where was Damien? He wasn't here. He hasn't come. He claimed me, promised me that we would be together, but in the end, he left me like all the rest. I didn't need him. I turned on my heels and slammed my lips into Dimitri's. The moment my lips crashed into his, something inside me snapped—cleanly, violently, like a thread pulled too tight for too long. Dimitri froze. Just for a second. And in that second I felt everything—shock, triumph, hunger, possession—flare through him like lightning striking metal. His hands that had rested lightly on my shoulders tightened, fingers

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.

I could not bear to lay my eyes on a vampire without ripping his/her head off, I simply despised them. I ignored my friends and continued to stare at the picture of my innocent mate in my hands. I used my fingers to trace her beautiful face and then i sighed and turned to face them. "What ever you guys say or do won't change anything and it doesn't even matter to me. As you can see, I am still mourning the death of your Luna.... My Silvar and am not planning on climbing the throne until I am done mourning her so.....Hunter can take my place till I am ready".

The rain hammered against the car window, blurring the entire world into a grey fog. Just as the cars rounded the mountain pass, I looked through the rain and saw the spot where Alaric and I had sworn our vows to the God of Night. Alaric stepped out from an old fortress, holding a wide black umbrella, his other arm wrapped protectively around Elise at his side. A pureblood vampire fetus grows incredibly fast. At only nine weeks, her belly already showed a slight curve. She wore a white gown, much like the one I had worn on my wedding day.

***** It was close to midnight and the mating ceremony was about to begin. The pack had gathered in the square, the sky was clear, letting the soft glow of the full moon bathe us all in silver light. My heart pounded with excitement as I looked towards Dimitri. His dark eyes had already locked on mine. I could read the emotion in his eyes — possession. I should've been terrified by how much I wanted this marriage, about how much I wanted him, but before I could take a step forward, before I could feel the warmth of his touch or hear the Sacred Vows, the pack erupted into chaos.

And what hurt him more was that she called him a bloodsucker. "Sorry," He said sincerely looking at her red fuming face, and continued, " I apologize. I didn't want to bring it up that night and make you uncomfortable. I was just being impulsive. But you have to know that I'm not marrying you out of my free will. I'm doing this for my child in your belly. He will be my firstborn, I want him to come to this world with dignity. We, vampires, care about our family tree more seriously than you can imagine. And for your information, I have someone I love" That is you. He says to her.

“Dimitri, something’s wrong. Call the doctor. Please.” He was across the room in two strides, scooping her up despite her protests. “Stay with me. Breathe. Just breathe, love.” His voice shook with barely contained terror as he carried her downstairs, phone already to his ear. “This is Dimitri Voss. My wife is pregnant, thirty weeks, she’s bleeding and in pain. We’re leaving now. Meet us at the hospital.” The car ride was a blur of red lights and Dimitri’s white-knuckled grip on the wheel. Lyra clutched her belly, tears streaming down her face. “I can’t lose this baby. Not after everything we fought for. Not when we finally have peace.”