Dimitri
"The Lunar pack is our safest spot to hide Dimitri," Damien argued. I looked at Damien and had to admit that he has looked better. He was pacing up and down the tiny lounge area as if on a mission. His hair was extremely disheveled which is due to the fact that he kept running his hands through his hair in frustration. But then again, I am certain that I looked way worse than Damien. I mean he still had time to shave while I had let my stubble grow. I cannot recall ever putting a brush to my hair and the dye I had was starting to wash out. I also cannot recall taking a shower in the past few days.
I just could not believe that my best friend was actually being serious right now. He wanted us to live with werewolves. Now, I have nothing against werewolves. But to live in a pack is totally absurd. Yeah the werewolves are strong, so if we get attacked they could totally help us out, but for all I knew they could be working with this damn Seneca who killed my famil
DimitriHumans were interesting creatures. They all seemed put together in the greater scheme of things. But if one just looked a second longer at them, one would see that they were far from the term put together. Whereas we vampires embraced our beasts and sometimes even indulged in them, humans try to hide theirs. Thus they are at constant war with themselves. No wonder most of them are depressed. One has to be a peace within oneself. To accept and love oneself exactly as one is. How have they not mastered this task still?Damien and I had been living at a Hotel for the past couple of days now. I was basically in every news article. Even in the human world, I was wanted. Luckily, the only photo there was of me when I was 20 years old. I was a kid back then so I look different. Hating publicity did finally pay off. But that still didn’t mean that I was off the hook. Seneca had offered quite a large sum of money to whoever could bring me back alive to her. This w
Becky (Rebecca)I knew that this guy was hiding something, but I just couldn't pin point what it was exactly. Since I am being honest, I think that secret is what drew me to him. Sure he was good looking, but I have seen much better. Besides, I preferred my men a whole lot darker and definitely with a beard. There is something about a beard on a man that just calls to my inner goddess. Let us just say that this guy had none of the qualities I wanted in a man. So, no there was no attraction here at all.Anyways, I had secrets of my own so, maybe that is why I could relate to him. I guess I was drawn to him because he was just like me- hiding. What he was hiding, I could not tell. But I could tell that whatever it was, it was heavy. I probably could pry the truth out of him if I wanted to. But something told me that I should rather have him tell me willingly. Humans always eventually spilled the truth if you just gave them an ear. Afte
DimitriSurprisingly, Becky was quite good company. She wasn't like most humans or at least what I thought about most humans. She was very easy to talk to because she seemed to know a lot about well, everything. I learnt that her full name was actually Rebecca Marshall. She lived in this village but worked at the bar in Shepal because they paid her so well. She was very opinionated and that often lead to us disagreeing on many things. But she was also smart so, we would always eventually reach a logical agreement or conclusion. She was feisty and confident which was the opposite of most woman who I had met before. They were often shy, but Rebecca was not shy.Eventually we had left the coffee shop and went to a nearby market. We ended up eating at some African restaurant calledAfrican World.Rebecca apparently is originally from Africa. This was the first time I met someone from Africa. I have never been to Africa before, but I have heard s
RebeccaIt has been three weeks now since I first hanged out with James at the market and we had become close friends rather quickly. Like I said, he had a nice aura. We literally had met almost every day since that coffee shop, even if it was just for 30 minutes. I guess we just fit together well. I was a bit hesitant to make a human friend once again because I was not sure I still knew how to be a friend. But things came naturally for me with James. I knew I was not going to make a female friend because females are so shallow. All they talk
DimitriI was now so accustomed to the title of James Rodrick that I felt like I had now truly accomplished the task of living like a human. I would spend most of my evenings out with Rebecca exploring the town and doing human things.Humans weren't half as bad as I had thought them to be. It was rather nice living as a human actually. I would always end up dropping Rebecca off at work in the evenings. I had tried arguing with her about working at a bar full of drunk men, but she wasn't having it and I quote, "If you have any misogynistic comments about my work, please shove it up your ass and never mention them to me again.""Well good evening, Mr Rodrick. Please do come in," She said pulling me out my thoughts. "Thank you my lady," I said as I did a quick curtsy and entered her house. Her house was filled with her coconut scent. It had literally engulfed my nostrils but in a pleasant way. Everything about this woman was starting to grow on me. "What have I tol
Dimitri"Well, you came back late," Damien said as soon as I got into the house. I mean it was pretty late, but I definitely didn't need him parenting me. I can take care of myself for goodness sake! "Why on earth are you in my room?" I responded irritated by his mere presence. I was annoyed that he was here, because I wanted some alone time. I had just gotten back from Rebecca's place after putting her to bed. And I was extremely tired. My social batteries had run out and I needed to recharge. I was honestly hoping that I could get some alone time but alas, Damien had other plans for me.
DimitriLast night after Damien's confession, he left immediately. I don’t blame him though. We were best friends, but emotions weren't really our thing. So, after his confession things were a bit awkward. I didn’t know whether to hug him or not. He was not crying so the tissues were not needed. Ellie would have known what I should have done. But Damien was strong. He would survive this. I just hated how the story ended up with a sad ending. I honestly could decide which outcomes was better, my version where she broke his heart or the truth where she died.
RebeccaI like James and this is bad. But it feels so right. I hadn't initially planned to like this man. I was only looking for a friend. Someone to talk to every now and then who was not drunk and remembered what I told them. And now, I developed feelings for him. But I should have known that this was going to happen. His voice was so deep, calm and sensual. It awakened feelings in me that had been dormant for ages. It was only a matter of time before I would no longer be able to deny these feelings.You see, I have lived alone for my whole life and forgotten what it was like to be loved. The last time I felt loved was before my dad died. And that is so long ago. So, I had never really felt a need to be loved. After all, I have been happy by myself all this time. But then I saw James in the bar that night and for some unknown reason I was drawn in. This force drew me to him and I wasn't about to rejected the force. It had never led me astray before. I think it is my
Hi, so that last chapter is how I want this book to end. I don’t want to drag the story on for too long. I also wanted to leave it up to your imagination as to how Dimitri and Rebecca finally end up together. I am thinking about writing a sequel to this book but it depends on how many requests I get from you, my readers. I am also working on another novel right now. No, it’s not a vampire book this time. I am trying to write a normal human book. Please do check it out and show me some support. Finally, I just want to say thank you for taking your time to read my first ever written full story. It was such a spontaneous decision I made and I am glad I did it, because I learnt so much through this writing. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did. If you have anything you want to discuss with me regarding this
DimitriIt has been three months now since my father's funeral. And life was slowly starting to feel normal again. A week after the funeral, my sister had begun training for the role of Queen as my mother held the position for her so long. This kept mom on her toes and as a result she spent less time visiting my dad’s grave. I was glad because I was scared mom was going to lose her mind.Ellie was currently constantly away on trips for months on end. She needed to learn various fighting techniques including Martial arts, Karate, Judo, and Jujutsu. This was my favourite part of all the royal training. I did have a knack for breaking things. She of course went with Damien always. And Damien finally started smiling again. It was so odd at first seeing Damien smile but with time it became bearable. I would never admit this to them, but the truth was that Ellie and Damien fit together rather well.All in all, we were all doing okay.I had left the
DIMITRIWe had finally finished getting everyone who was sleeping over in the palace tonight settled into the building. Before I never really had to do this task. It was usually dad and mom who dealt with this. Mainly it was mom’s job. But I knew better than to give a woman who just lost her husband work. She needed to morn.Despite not being the one that killed dad, I still felt responsible. If I had not gotten myself nearly killed perhaps dad would still be here today.I then threw myself onto the first couch I saw and finally allowed my legs a break from all the hard work. I never knew how much work that was. Now I could have asked Ellie for help, but she was a crying mess as well. Damien on the other hand was just as clueless as me on this matter. So, I decided to have him look after the women while I figured things out on my own. The number of couples who requested separate sleeping arrangements from their partn
DimitriDuring the whole funeral, I had felt on edge and could not fathom why. I was sitting right in front, so I could not look back at all. Yet, the feeling would not go away. I did not think I was in danger at all. However, I could also not place what this odd feeling actually was. My mind had started going forth with hundreds of different reasons as to why I felt uncomfortable throughout the funeral. I was so engrossed in that task that I did not hear when the priest called for me to come say a few words. That was when I realized that non
Dimitri"Hey brother, are you ready?" Ellie asked me from outside my bedroom door.It had been a full week since the encounter with Seneca and well, my father's death. My dad and I had not really been the affectionate kind. Whereas my dad would hug Ellie and shower her with kisses, he and I would usually only nod or better yet stare at each other. We hardly ever used words or hugs. The last time I can ever recall being hugged by my dad was when I had just turned 10 years old. After that dad started training me and that meant he was only ever serious with me. But I knew he loved me. I just hope that he knew I loved him too.I was left conflicted on so many things. My father had passed which meant I was now the Vampire king. But I don't know if I wanted the title at all. I also wasn't sure how I felt about my father anymore. There was no doubt that he raised me well.As a child I always looked up to him and wanted to be him. I mean he even taught me h
DimitriWhen I woke up I found myself, Damien and my father all laying on a soft king sized mattress in the center of the cell. I then tried to get up off the bed but my body was way too weak and felt extremely heavy, so I ended up falling on top of Damien and thus woke him up from his nap. So, I turned to my father and stretched out my hand towards him in an attempt to wake him up as well so we could get out of this dungeon when I heard the strangest of sounds.I could not believe my ears. Now, I know that it was not coming from me or my father since he was still sleeping. So, I let go of dad and turned around to face Damien. I first stopped and watched him in pure disbelief. I then gently went on to touch his wet face and indeed I had seen and heard correctly. Low and behold, Damien was in front of me crying. There were actual tears running down Damien’s face. He was actually crying. This was so insane! I had only seen Damien cry once in his life and that was w
RebeccaThere was no way on earth that I was going to channel Damien. He still had so much to live for. I couldn’t take an innocent life. Besides, the king had destroyed enough in his lifetime already. If you asked me this was a nice way to go.He would be remembered as a hero. And literally speaking a piece of him would always live on in his son.Damien was shouting and arguing with me to not take the king but him instead. So, I had cast a spell to paralyse both him and the king. I didn't have time to discuss this issue right now. Dimitri was dying a little more each time we wasted. I needed to work fast and so I paralysed them both. This way everyone co-operates. I then went to the king and sat in front of him. I could feel my eyes glow as I stared at him. After saying the spell, his eyes closed and I laid him on the ground gently. I then protruded my wolf and my fingers turned into paws. I couldn't fully turn into a wolf since I was only hal
DamienSeneca looked a lot like Dimitri. They both had grey eyes, high hollow check bones and dark brown curly hair. Seneca took her time analyzing each person in the cell. She was currently looking at me which made me rather uncomfortable. So, I opted to look at the fascinating floor. She then moved on to look at Rebecca. So, I finally turned my gaze back on her as this was after all my first proper encounter with her. But then I realised that she kept staring at Rebecca. So, I then also turned and looked at Rebecca and saw it. Rebecca’s neck was fully bruised. Her skin around the collar was red and swollen as trails of blood seeped down her neck. I couldn’t understand where these
DimitriI woke up with a killer headache. Which was odd because, I normally wake up from naps feeling well rested. I then proceeded to touch my forehead as if by touching it, I would somehow figure out why my head was pounding. There was no wound open on my head which was great. But there was dried blood on my left forehead. Which could only mean that I had fallen facedown first. But when did that happen? And just like that, it all came crashing back fast. My older sister had finally found me.