Volturi Demetri Novels & Stories

Carson replied, “Everyone from the south is located within the walls of these villas. However, Master Lund and the rest are like zombified puppets and have a tendency to react violently. You should go and get him.” Before Tyr could agree, Demi quickly interjected, “You can’t expose yourself, Tyr. I’ll do it. I’ll bring Master Lund over.” Demi was an extremely powerful man, even Tyr could not fathom the depths of his prowess. As long as the Vampiric Spell was not activated, Demi’s powers would not be affected. Tyr and Carson did not refuse. “Be careful, Master Watt.” “No worries, it’s easy as pie. Wait for me, I’ll be right back.” Demi smiled.

It is custom for servants and slaves to study the histories, languages, and practices that will make them most helpful to their new masters. Learning about humans was the first time I saw a being who looked like me. People without horns, claws, fangs, and other demonic markers that made them favorable. Upset as I was at first, I was relieved that I could no longer be fed from. Vlademyre insisting that I could not be bitten, which upset Daddy and his Generals because I could no longer serve my purpose in healing them. It seemed like the only thing Daddy and Vlademyre agreed on was that I was never allowed to me alone with a man. Not even my brothers. This was a rule for all of his daughters t

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.

Violet felt needles enter and come out of her numb body. Pitch black was her sight even though she felt she was wide awake. She felt the needle enter her head and this time, it made her breath hitch and her eyes opened. She squinted her eyes quickly to filter out the light but it did nothing so she shut her eyes. Lady Demi looked at her with a sigh. “That was fast. I wasn't expecting you to wake up so quickly.” Violet held the woman above her by her neck and held her right hand, tight so she wouldn't be pricked with a needle. All this while, with her eyes closed.

The boy in black hair spoke as he put the papers that contained all information about Audelia on the table. “Thank you, Dimitri. You have worked hard.” Vincent thanked the older boy who looked aloof no matter where he was. Dimitri Azorthine.. He was the illegitimate son of Earl Azorthine and a commoner woman. Due to his birth, Dimitri was abused by the legal wife for quite sometime before he was picked by the King to serve the sickly Vincent. Before Vincent recovered, no one thought of Dimitri as someone important. It because no one would think that Vincent would live long.

Celine smiled politely, but behind her, Kim had no idea what was going on, and was bouncing on her toes, craning her head, trying to get a view of the dance floor. Sierra’s uncle held out a hand, and Celine reached out hers. “My name is Demetri Volkov.” He engulfed her hand in his huge paws and drew her a few steps toward him. “Let me get a look at you Plemyannitsa. So beautiful.” He turned to the two young men at his sides, who were watching the scene. Their eyebrows were raised, and softness played around their mouths and eyes. He said something in Russian, and they nodded emphatically. Then Sierra got involved in the conversation, and seemed shocked by whatever was being said. Feeling awk

He was the first of the vampires to leave for the day. Thankfully today I didn't have much planned. Beth and I spent some time in the library to do more research but still pulled nothing but dead ends. I held Demeter for her to try letting her catch up on some sleep. The cute little pup had chocolate locks like mother and dark brown eyes like Dietrich. I cooed gently down at her feeling my heart swell wishing I'd been successful with giving Gerwulf a pup by now. I had to try hard not to keep the frown off my face and the tears at bay.

Dmitry whispered through his teeth, his eyes vibrating with electric blue. “You are nothing but vessels,” her voice was low, cold, intoned like a sentence. “And vessels… leak.” A Demidov advanced from the side, gun in hand. Dmitry didn’t think. One movement. A snap of muscle. A cut-off scream. The man fell with his throat open, blood spraying against the wall. Another tried to retreat, tripping over his own feet. Dmitry advanced. Fast, brutal, elegant. He sank his fingers into the man’s belly, piercing flesh and bone until he tore the spine. The Lycan roared with pleasure inside him.

Confidently. Who is he? He is known by all as the eldest of the very handsome De'beuvor siblings, the mighty Crown Prince of the most respected kingdom in the east, Solterra, the kingdom of earth summoners. But to me, he is the man I love and I will forever love. He is Ares Demitri De'beuvor, the man I vowed to love till the end of time today, my love, my life, my husband. An inhuman growl from the outside echoed and fire boomed in the aisle that ran towards us, encircling me and Demitri but it didn't burn anything.

The demetris strode through the forest into a cave that was carved into a pale rock. All along the walls of the cave, there were carvings. Amelia shuddered when she saw that the carvings were that of animals and men being slaughtered or butchered and demons like demetris drinking blood or eating their flesh. She couldn’t imagine a worse place than this. There was red blood splattered on them, which had dried over the years. There were piles of bones and vermin infested animal bodies in the corner. The stench was worse. She felt as if her stomach would churn and whatever she had eaten would come out any minute. The demetris stopped in front of a raised platform. There, lounging on a pale pink