#yandere demetri x reader

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Yandere Felix Volturi and soulmate reader and yandere Demetri Volturi.

❝you’re our soulmate darling❞

✭ pairing : yandere demetri volturi x soulmate reader x yandere felix volturi

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ summary : demetri and felix have found their soulmate in a human girl named (y/n), it was believed that vampires didn’t have soulmates though some argued that mates were vampire soulmates.

✭ twilight masterlist 2

In the dimly lit corridors of the Volturi castle, Felix and Demetri, two of the most formidable members of the vampire coven, went about their duties as usual. Their crimson eyes scanning for any signs of intrusion, they were the protectors of the Volturi's ancient laws, and their loyalty to Aro was unwavering.

However, on this particular evening, something unusual was in the air. The castle seemed to hum with an underlying tension, and the normally stoic Demetri was more alert than ever. Felix, on the other hand, was curiously intrigued, his gaze flickering toward the entrance as if expecting something or someone.

And then, she walked in.

(Y/n) entered the castle with a mix of trepidation and curiosity. She had heard of the Volturi's reputation, and the legends surrounding them had always been a source of fascination. A young human with an undeniable sense of adventure, she had embarked on a journey to Volterra, Italy, without fully comprehending the gravity of her actions.

Her heart raced as she took in the opulence of the Volturi's stronghold, unaware that her arrival had already caught the attention of its most enigmatic residents. Her scent, a tantalizing blend of innocence and fear, reached the heightened senses of Felix and Demetri simultaneously.

As their eyes locked onto her form, something within them stirred—a deep and primal possessiveness they had never experienced before. They exchanged a knowing glance, and a silent understanding passed between them. This was no ordinary human; she was their soulmate, and they would do anything to protect and possess her.

But in their twisted world, love often took a dark and obsessive form. Felix's yandere tendencies had long been a source of fear among the Volturi, and Demetri, with his ability to track anyone instantly, was equally relentless in his pursuit. Together, they were a formidable force, and they were ready to claim (y/n) as their own.

As days turned into weeks, (y/n) found herself ensnared in a web of intrigue within the Volturi castle. Her initial trepidation had given way to a strange mix of fear and fascination, especially whenever she encountered Felix and Demetri.

Felix, with his broad shoulders and disarming smile, often appeared by her side, making sure she was comfortable in this ancient abode. His obsession with her was palpable, though he managed to keep it hidden beneath a veneer of charm. Every conversation, every touch, was calculated to draw her closer to him, to make her dependent on his presence.

Demetri, on the other hand, was a master of subtlety. He watched her from the shadows, his piercing gaze never leaving her for long. His ability to read her thoughts, her desires, and her fears gave him an unfair advantage, one he used to manipulate her emotions.

One evening, as (y/n) wandered through the castle's labyrinthine halls, she felt a presence behind her, an almost magnetic pull. She turned to find Demetri standing there, his dark eyes locking onto hers.

"Lost, my dear?" he purred, his voice a hypnotic melody.

"I...I was just exploring," she stammered, feeling a shiver run down her spine. There was something undeniably captivating about him, something that both terrified and intrigued her.

Felix's approach was far less subtle. He'd often join her for meals in the grand dining hall, positioning himself close enough that their legs brushed beneath the table. His intense, unwavering gaze was impossible to ignore, and his occasional possessive touches sent a shiver through her.

The more time she spent with Felix and Demetri, the more entangled she became in their dark, twisted desires. They whispered promises of protection and love, their words a seductive siren song that threatened to drown her in their obsession.

But (y/n) couldn't deny the dangerous allure of the Volturi duo. She was drawn to their power, their mysterious ways, and the undeniable connection that seemed to bind them all. Little did she know that her choices would soon lead to a point of no return, where her fate would be forever entwined with the Volturi, and the line between love and possession would blur beyond recognition.

As the weeks continued on, and (y/n)'s life in the Volturi castle settled into a dark and twisted routine. She found herself drawn further into the enigmatic world of Felix and Demetri, unable to resist the allure of their power and obsession.

Her relationship with the duo grew more complicated with each passing day. Felix's possessive tendencies became increasingly apparent. He'd watch her sleep, a twisted smile playing on his lips as he whispered sweet promises of eternal devotion into her dreams. His touch became possessive, his need to have her by his side at all times growing insatiable.

Demetri's subtle manipulation was just as potent. He knew her thoughts, her fears, and her desires, using his gift to create a sense of dependency within her. He'd appear at the most unexpected moments, his presence a constant reminder of the inescapable hold he had on her mind.

One evening, (y/n) found herself alone with Demetri in the castle's ancient library. The dimly lit room seemed to hold secrets of centuries past, and the atmosphere was thick with tension.

"You know," Demetri began, his voice low and intimate, "I can feel your every thought, your every heartbeat."

(Y/n) couldn't help but shiver at his words, her eyes locked onto his. "What do you want from me?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "Everything," he replied, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek. "Your thoughts, your dreams, your soul. You're mine, (y/n), whether you like it or not."

Meanwhile, Felix's obsession had reached a dangerous climax. He'd stopped pretending to be subtle, openly declaring his desire to make her his forever. His presence was inescapable, and he seemed to be everywhere she turned.

One night, as she tried to escape the suffocating hold of the duo, she found herself trapped in a dark corridor. Felix cornered her, his eyes blazing with an unsettling mix of desire and possessiveness.

"You can't run from me, (y/n)," he hissed, his fangs dangerously close to her throat. "You're ours, you’re demetri’s but most of all you’re mine, and I'll do anything to keep you."

The line between love and possession had blurred beyond recognition, and (y/n) was caught in a dangerous game where escape seemed impossible. Her fate was now firmly intertwined with the Volturi duo, and as the days grew darker, the price of their obsession became increasingly apparent.

[the-dawn-star]

Can I please request soft!yandere headcannons with Demetri Volturi and a human mate?

A/N: Hey and thanks for the request. I'm not sure if I have anything else to say right at this moment <3.

-S

+ 300ish words.

TW/CW: Demetri killing someone, possessiveness, talk of blood and turning into a vampire, again just not good stuff in general.

Firstly, Demetri loves to hold you all the time. He will come to your bed when you are going to sleep, just to hold you for as long as possible. 

Loves to walk around with you while holding your hand even when he clearly should concentrate on his work. 

Demetri in general is a big fan of PDA. Or he is just a big fan of showing everyone that you belong to him, and only him. 

A relationship will include a lot of pet names. Demetri loves to call you my love, sweetheart, lovely and his personal favorite, my pet. 

He would love it if you called him something cute too, but he will survive just fine with you calling him Dem. 

Demetri gets jealous so fast, you might just laugh at Felix’s joke and Demetri will drag you away explaining that you shouldn’t talk to anyone who isn’t him. The next time you go to talk to Felix he practically runs away from you. 

Once you were walking around the town when you were passed by a guy with his friends. Demetri felt a gaze on you two after passing the group and when he turned around to take a look, he could see the guy staring at your ass. 

The guy did not make it to their destination, because while you were sitting at a cute cafe, Demetri went to hunt the guy down. Demetri was really annoyed because he couldn’t get messy with the killing, because you were waiting for him, and getting you upset would be the last thing the guard would want. 

Will ask the kings if he could turn you, even before you officially started dating. He got a positive answer and has been waiting to turn you your whole dating period. 

Don’t get me wrong he enjoys you being a human and having to resort to his help, but Demetri will love the day when he sees your eyes turning red, just like his.

[gulnarsultan]

》 You have learned that you are the soul mate of Felix and Demetri Volturi. These two men are obsessed with you. They are ready to die and kill for you. 《

[berry-loves-yandere]

Hiii!! So I was wondering if you could do yandere Cobra Kai characters and whether or not they'd like their darling to do karate with them? Like are some of them chill with it or are they against it because they believe/know that they can protect darling from any and everything?

This is very interesting to think about! (I will only be doing the karate nuts for this request though)

Would yandere Cobra Kai characters allow their darling to do karate with them? (EDITED)

Warnings: obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, manipulation, gaslighting, delusions, unhealthy mindset, threatening, depictions of extreme violence, isolation, physical harm, abuse/abusive relationship (?), DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

Miguel Diaz:

Miguel is so insanely protective/possessive over his darling. 

There’s no way he’d want them to do karate, even if it was at Topaga or another normal dojo in the Valley.

He wants the power to protect them, he believes that he is made to protect his darling from any and every thing that exists.

No matter if his darling gets upset or agitated with him, he will continue doing what he's doing because he doesn’t realize that what he really wants is complete control over his darling and their life.

So Miguel subconsciously knows that his keeping his darling weak, unable to fend for themselves and under his complete control.

He's a control freak that holds a delusion of being a knight in shining armour for his darling.

It's best to avoid doing karate or any kind of physical/strength training if you're his darling because once his fantasy/delusion bubble pops, he cracks.

Hawk:

Hawk would never let his darling get close to karate or any kind of strength training.

He uses the excuse "The further he can keep them from the karate war, the better".

In actuality, he wants them weak so he can do whatever he wants and get away with it, he’s ‘justified’ for beating up any guy he doesn’t like and blaming it on ‘protecting his darling’ or some other bullshit like that.

He enjoys being able to overpower his darling, so if they ever think of leaving or defying him, he can easily pin them down without even trying.

For him, it's almost ALMOST a must that his darling is weak, soft-spoken, shy and possibly bullied (more mentally weak that way, he knows from experience) or he would want a strong spitfire that he can challenge or break down, depending on their dynamic.

Demetri Alexopoulos:

Demetri would be alright with his darling learning karate, in fact, he would encourage them to do so since he's not strong enough to protect his darling and he knows it.

However, he would want them to train at Miyagi-do so that he can spend more time with his darling and watch them, keep tabs on them, all while training so he can protect them.

He’s not too keen on controlling his darling, he wants them to be safe and happy but if he thinks they’re putting themselves in danger, he’ll manipulate and control his darling with zero remorse in his heart.

He wouldn't care how strong or weak his darling is, he wants them safe and he will use any means to make sure they are, no matter if he has to break them down or destroying their sense of reality, their safety is his number one priority.

Sam LaRusso:

She’d see doing karate together as something they can bond over but will only allow her darling to train and learn karate at Miyagi-do (not to mention, it allows gives Sam opportunities to hold/touch her darling and cling to them more often).

If they're already training at another dojo (besides Cobra Kai), she'll try to entice them to join Miyagi-do, using the fact that the lessons are free or possibly even buying her darling gifts, like training/workout equipment or small trinkets of things her darling likes.

If they're already training at Cobra Kai, Sam will guilt trip her darling into joining Miyagi-do, saying that Tori, Hawk and whomever else is training at Cobra Kai at that time are a bunch of evil people, that they hurt others with no remorse (despite her doing that whenever she believes someone has hurt/harmed her darling in any way, shape or form). She'll do anything to get them away from Cobra Kai so that her dad will allow Sam to be around them.

She’ll protect her darling as much as she can because even if her darling is strong, Sam wants to prove that she’s the best and only person her darling can rely on.

Robby Keene:

Robby would never let his darling do karate because he feels like they’d get roped into the karate war somehow and he would hate that.

He wouldn't be against other kinds of strength training/sports like soccer or ice skating, he would actually encourage those.

But he wants them no where near karate at all costs, he has no problem threatening his darling into staying away from karate "for their own safety".

Robby does not practice what he preaches about keeping his darling safe, he would go as far as to break one of their bones to "keep them safe" regardless of the excessive mental and physical trauma that Robby would leave on them.

Robby’ll be his darling's bodyguard, their protection, the person they can rely on the most, he'll make sure that even if they're scared of him, they'll come running to him whenever they're in danger.

He’ll do anything, absolutely anything for their safety even if it makes his darling upset.

Tory Nichols:

She’s very protective and considering everything happening surrounding karate and Cobra Kai, there’s no way that she’d ever let her darling do karate.

Tory knows she’s strong enough to protect herself and her darling, there’s no need for her darling to do karate, is what she tells them.

But she wouldn't mind if they joined a gym or started up on a different sport.

However, they stronger her darling gets, the more insecure Tory would get because she believes that all she has is her strength.

Tory's insecurities would hit an all time high if/when her darling starts doing their sport/activity with others (ex: figure skating partner or work out buddy) because why are they spending time with others when they have her? Why do they need other people? They don't need other people.

She would force them to quit their sport if her insecurities got the better of her, she would manipulate them by breaking down crying, forcing them to feel bad for her and if that doesn't work, then she'll get rid of her competition so she can feel at ease again.

Whether she gets rid of them through threatening, a beat down or possibly worse, she makes sure they never step foot near her darling.

No one but her (and her darling's family) is allowed to be close with her darling, no one at all.

Daniel LaRusso (platonic):

Daniel would love if his darling was doing karate, but only Miyagi-do karate.

He would see it as bonding since he would be teaching them how to protect themselves, in fact he would feel ten times more at ease knowing his darling could protect themselves.

But if he feels like there's too much danger that may surround his darling, he will force them to quit karate and instead have Sam or others from Miyagi-do be assigned to protect his darling.

Johnny Lawrence:

Johnny would rather not have his darling do karate, he wants to be their protector.

He knows he's strong enough to save his darling from harmful situations, despite knowing he basically causes half of them.

He would also intentionally set up dangerous situations then pretend to only be passing by and save his darling from said situation as to give him a knight in shining armour look.

He wants to prove that he has his life together and that his darling never needs to worry for their safety since Johnny will protect them even from problems he created.

Kenny Payne (Platonic):

Kenny knows he’s small but is aware of his strength after Cobra Kai.

He wouldn’t want to have his darling join any karate dojo, not even Cobra Kai because what if they become strong enough where they leave him and don't need him anymore?

He couldn't live in a world without being needed/loved/wanted by his darling.

Not only that but he doesn’t want others to see his weakness (his darling), something that makes him vulnerable, someone they can attack to get an upper hand on him.

The more shelters they are from the karate world, the better it is for Kenny, that was only he can have their attention and affection because no one deserves his darling but him.

[peppermeinkisses]

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[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Hello. Can you write yandere Volturi (twilight) ?

Ofc anon!

Yandere volturi x reader (forever)

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they had found you injured in the streets of Volterra. they took you in and turned you, you had thought it was just them being kind. that they were the ones who saved your life and were teaching you about this new world. people who had good intentions. but you were wrong, the first few weeks were good, they let you stay in a fancy room with as many books as you could read, and they taught you to feed, to use your abilities. everything was great until you discovered you had a gift. after that, any plans of letting you explore the world were gone. originally they planned to keep you as part of their guard, hold everything they've done for you as guilt to keep you from leaving. but as the weeks went on they all began to love you. your smile. your laugh. you. it was the definition of obsession. One night you were sneaking out of the castle through a secret way in the back, and you felt bad for leaving but you grew scared of their obsession with you. "where are you going my dear?" aro asks seemingly appearing from behind, "oh i was just getting some fresh air" you lie. "this late? and alone? you know that you're not allowed to go out without a guard" Cauis states sternly. "I'm a vampire like you, I don't need constant protection." you reason "but you are not like us. You are special," Marcus said "You all have gifts, most of the guard does too." you say "Oh but it's not your gift that makes you special my dear. it's you" Aro said. then, Felix and Demetri speed from behind and grab your arms. "take her to her room. and keep her there this time" Caius orders. "what?! no, let me go!" you say struggling in their arms. "its no use my love" "it is useless trying to escape" "your ours, forever" was what you heard from the three kings as you were forced back inside the castle.

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[simpfordemetri]

I am translating this from Spanish to English so excuse me if it is incoherent. The guards with a partner who evaded the lower guards and sneaked out of the castle for a night out while they are on a mission?

VOLTURI GUARDS X PARTY READER

⟳ & ♥︎

This is a bit dark?It’s not Yandere or anything(cause i don’t write Yandere) but let’s be honest, you are sneaking out from your possesive and brutal vampire mate ,you are in hell to pay.

✧; :🎀: ;✧ ✧; :🎀: ;✧ ✧; :🎀: ;✧ ✧; :🎀: ;✧ ✧; :🎀: ;✧

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ALEC

He is just mad ,so so mad and the worst part is that he can’t run back to the castle and rapidly following your scent

But don’t think he is telling you he knows everything ,ohh no

He will let you be even with anxiety hunting him down,he will act normal if you call or text him, making you think you succeed

And when he arrived from the mission,he will even welcome you in the sweetest way!

It’s just a little mind game,you will receive hell as a big argument will start cause you hurted him, scaped and went out without him unconscious of the danger

JANE

She knew something was up cause your texts messages were a bit dry and every hours ,you weren’t answering right away

And when she called you and you DECLINED the call, he is right away sending someone to your room to check if you are there

Then expect her to literally break down your phone with calls, even Alec is calling you

She is leaving voice messages where all you can hear is her screaming and ranting ,basically a big tantrum

You can expect her to literally lock you in your share room and not letting you have access to even any window.

You are guarded 24/7 ,if not by her, by Alec.

DEMETRI

Babe, do we really want to do this today?

He is a tracker and will hunt you down… While he is away on missions he already check your scent every now and then to see if you are were you are supposed to.

So i don’t know how to make this long ,one sniff and he is coming for you

No phone anymore, and this is the biggest betrayal ever

Even with him being the most patient one, he lost all the trust for you cause he just don’t understand why you did this

It’s even worst because for some reason his mind is building up the paranoia of how you might have cheated on him

You didn’t,but good luck trying to make him enter reason.

FELIX

His heart is crashed because he just ask himself ,why?

If you wanted nothing but that you could at least told him and he would had manage to take you out some night

He is just sad to be honest,cold shoulder and sobbing for days

He gets really snappy and would only get to your side if you need help with something but that’s all

Thats your punishment, hurting you emotionally in reward

Even when he forgives you,his heart will still feel betrayed

HEIDI

He catched you even before you left the castle

She just wanted to see if your silly little human mind changed in last moment and got yourself back to your share room

So when she saw you still continue with your stupid plan

Even after laid a feet outside the castle,her grip hard on your t-shirt and pushed you back to her

Yelling and…i really hope she doesn’t throw any stuff at your face while fighting with you

At least not something she could really hurt you with

But,you were the one who fucked up

[amazingmaeve]

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[im-ovulating]

Hiiiii I've said it bef9re and I will say it again because let's be honest YOU'RE WRITING IS AMAZING!!!! I absolutely adore your creativity!! I was wondering if I can request something?

Once again it's for alec volturi (shocking I know😂😂) yandere/possessive alec x vampire reader. You can choose how they meet but basically he kidnaps her and she fights for a long time just entirely resists him physically and verbally like constantly talks back. Until eventually after many escape attempts (failed because jane or felix or demitri brings her back evrytime) she gives in and starts to love him. He collars her as a sign of his possessive ownership and she is submissive to him and with him but aggressive ig to everyone else( sorry idk how to word that last part) if it's too much or you're not comfortable I understand❤❤

(A/n: Got me smiling and shit-😂)

(Just in case anyone either never read the books or doesn't remember it from the books but, since vampires are the same temperature, they feel warm to each other)

(Here's a pdf of the book; page 436, 7th line down for any doubters lmao)

Word Count: 1,464

Summary: In which Alec takes a bit too much interest in his mate

Warnings: Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, Collaring

Age Rating: Pg 13

Tactile Power Transferal- the ability to take another vampire's power with a touch and transfer it to whom the user pleases.

Very useful

Unfortunately for you, that's what Aro thought too

Double jeopardy because you found out your mate was a member of the elite guard

You would have been mostly fine with it had he not gotten possessive as much and as quick as he did

It got to the point of not being able to leave the castle unless under order of the kings

Naturally, you fought the imprisonment, but you were never successful

Which leads us to your current predicament:

"Put me down!" You yell, fists pounding the executioner's back.

Not that it affected Felix in any way.

You had managed to escape once more, but was quickly tracked down by Demetri. Once you were cornered, the larger of the two had unceremoniously tossed you over his shoulder so the trip back was -albite just a fraction- easier.

"You do realize that if you stopped running, you wouldn't have to be carried back all the time?" The tracker quips.

"Shut up you damned, bloodhound..." you growl.

He scoffs. "Ouch. That'd actually hurt if it was scent that I track."

You settle for glaring at him, not wanting to deal with him any longer.

-

"From now on, there will be guards stationed outside your chambers; they will be posted outside the door and windows." Aro states with a finality that you can't bring yourself to argue.

Caius chimes in as you lower your gaze to the floor. "How many times do you think we will put up with your traitorous actions? The only reason you're still alive after running away all these times is because of who your mate is. Don't mistake it for leniency. And don't think our patience isn't thinning. Keep this behavior up and you will see first hand why we are known as such fierce rulers."

"Take her back to her room." He commands Felix.

So starts your walk of shame back to captivity.

As much as you hate him for repeatedly placing you back in your cage, you appreciate that he only walks quietly behind you through the halls.

Finally reaching your room, you see that the guards are already positioned. You step in, locking the door behind you.

"You'd be a lot happier here if you stopped fighting."

"I'm not in the mood for you, Alec." You can't bring yourself to care that he's seemingly made himself at home in your room. Too mentally exhausted from constantly pushing against an immovable force.

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you know you'll never escape. That it would be so much easier to just give in. Maybe you should. It's not like you have any other options.

'You could always expose yourself. They'd have to kill you then...' No. You ignore the tiny voice. You're not that desperate -not yet any way.

In a flash, Alec has you pinned to the wall by the neck.

His face is twisted into a gnarly sneer.

"You think you have a choice?" He lets out a crude laugh. "You will 'be in the mood for me' whenever I so much as snap my fingers, do you understand me?"

He emphasizes his question by applying more pressure. You can feel the beginning of cracks snake their way around your neck as he waits for your response.

You know it's not just a bluff. He's ripped a limb off before when you spat every curse you knew at him. Turns out the process of limbs reattaching themselves isn't a fun one.

"Do. You. Understand?" He presses further.

"Yes." you whimper as the pain increases, skin splintering like wood left to dry rot.

Just as soon as it started, he lets you go. You let out an unneeded yet shaky breath. He's never threatened death, even if it would only be temporary.

Shit.

There really is no saving yourself.

'All it takes is one step into the sun,' the voice reminds.

'Though, if you really don't want that, there is another way...' The voice is right, but that would mean going against everything you've been fighting for.

'You don't really have much of a choice anymore,' it reminds.

Maybe you're right...

-

Over the next few months, you had stopped trying to run. You had fought every nerve in your body that jumped when Alec was near. Started to force yourself to initiate physicality and affection. Even though you felt like you were burning with every touch and pet name, you pushed through it so that maybe, just maybe, you could trick yourself into thinking you actually loved him.

You don't know when pretending turned in to being genuine. All you know is that one day you were feigning being happy to see him and the next, you were practically bouncing in place as you waited for him to get back from his guard duties.

Only going through the motions of a kiss turned into eagerly pressing kisses to his face and neck, making your way to his lips when you'd been separated for weeks.

You'd fallen and you'd fallen hard. It should scare you, but you can't bring yourself to care when you were no longer mentally and physically in pain. Not when you stopped being guarded 24/7, not when Alec seemed so happy about your new attitude; constantly bringing you beautifully crafted pieces of jewelry or carefully arranged bouquets of your favorite flowers. Not when he would whisper the loveliest things to you in the dead of night as he held you against his chest.

The kings were also pleased with your turn of attitude, though the same couldn't be said for a specific pair within the guard. Let's just say you still hold a grudge against the two that repeatedly humiliated you; carrying you around the castle over their shoulders -or worse, one time they had you held between them: one holding you under the arms while the other held your ankles like you were a fucking jump rope.

So, no, you wouldn't be amicable towards those two any time soon.

You break from your thoughts when your mate enters your, now shared, bedroom with a small box in hand.

"What's this?" You question when he sits next to you, handing the parcel over.

You gently pull the ribbon and take the lid off to reveal a beautifully woven choker. It's a black satin, sewn with a deep red lace. In the middle is a little bow with silver 'A' charm.

"Just a little something to show who you belong to," Alec answers.

You glance to him and back the collar. "It's beautiful." You run you finger lightly along the red lace. "Put it on me?"

"Of course," he holds his hand out for the box. You hand it to him amd turn to the side.

You feel his warm hand glide across the back of your neck, moving your hair out of the way. Alec brings the collar across your front and easily clasps it in the back, fixing your tresses to their original position.

You turn back to him as he takes hold of your jaw, pulling you into a searing kiss.

"You're mine," he murmurs into the kiss.

Your hands slide into his hair as you mumble an agreement.

Before you can blink, your back is on the mattress and Alec is hovering above you. He trails his kisses down to your jaw and to your neck, slowly kissing his way to the neck of your top.

You can't help the stuttered breath that leaves you when he nips at your collarbone.

Looking down at him, a whisper of his name leaves your lips. "Alec..."

His eyes are near black when he looks up at you. You can't help but pull him back to your lips, teeth clashing as you both lose your sense. Not that you can be bothered to care; all you can focus on is 'Alec, Alec, Alec' playing like a mantra in your mind. His taste, his smell, his feel. He's invading all your senses and you couldn't be more content.

Alec loops a finger under the choker, pulling you to be impossibly closer. He breaks away only long enough to ask: "Let me show you who you belong to?"

"Please," your legs wrap around his hips in a futile attempt to pull him even closer.

An almost sadistic smirk appears on his face as he dives back to your lips. He hikes one of your legs higher so he can press his hips to yours and-

Oh.

Oh, it's going to be a long night.

Not that you can find it in yourself to mind...

[sollattes]

HEADCANONS

son of zeus!fujio hanaoka x daughter of hades!reader (lowkey yandere fujio)

son of zeus!fujio who would talk about you nonstop to tsukasa

son of zeus!fujio who would always defend you from the nasty remarks they make about you

son of zeus!fujio who would rather spend the whole day with you, by the river, reading, than train with the others

son of zeus!fujio who would always ask the demetri kids to make flowers for you knowing damn well that it's just gonna wither around you but fujio thinks that those flowers just become more beautiful when they turn withered and lifeless around you

son of zeus!fujio who looks at you with so much love and devotion, no god nor goddess can compare to you, aphrodite be damned, he didn't care as long he had you

son of zeus!fujio who would always give an animal near you the stink eye when it would growl or see you as a threat

son of zeus!fujio who would switch your baskets every time you would pick berries so the brusied and bitter ones that you picked would go to him and the beautiful sweet ones would go to you

son of zeus!fujio who sees you as the sun of his life even with your cold, intimidating demeanour

son of zeus!fujio who uses his abilities and advantages not for his own good but for yours, he doesn't really care about others' well-being(including himself), well other than yours of course

son of zeus!fujio who would put his life in the line way just to protect you

son of zeus!fujio who almost struck a lightning to the aphrodite cabin when he heard them talking shit about you

son of zeus!fujio who didn't give a damn about the whole prophecy thing until it mentioned your name

son of zeus!fujio who would absolutely do anything for you

son of zeus!fujio who swore that he would curse the whole olympus and all the gods if something were to ever happen to you

[zapreportsblog]

Yandere poly volturi kings and female elf reader.

❝hidden away from preying eyes❞

✭ pairing : yandere demetri volturi x reader x yandere felix volturi

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ summary : demetri and felix have long since come across their mates and turns out they shared one, she was different from others, an elf her species were called, she was theirs, all theirs and they’d be damned if anyone came about her. No, that simply wouldn’t do at all. She didn’t need to be exposed to the brutality of the vampire world and that’ll be sure she’s kept a secret, their little secret

✭ authors note : thank you for the request but as posted on my last twilight fic I’ll be writing for other fandoms mostly instead of twilight, I’m not limited to just writing twilight seeing as how I write for various fandoms :)

✭ twilight masterlist 2

The grand halls of the Volturi castle echoed with whispers of ancient power and authority as Demetri and Felix strode through them. Today was a rare day; they had been excused from their duties serving the kings. An off day. The prospect of freedom beckoned to them like a siren's call, and they intended to make the most of it.

As they exited the castle, the brilliant Italian sunlight warmed their skin. Demetri, ever the expert hunter with his tracking abilities, had something special in mind for their day of respite. "What ever shall we do now felix," he said, a mischievous glint in his dark eyes. "After all it is our off day."

Felix raised an intrigued eyebrow. "Our off day you say? Hmm, I take it you already know what I’m thinking.”

With Demetri's keen senses guiding them, they ventured beyond the city's edge and into the dense Italian forest. They followed the winding paths until they reached an unassuming spot near the base of a craggy hill.

"Ah, but of course I do," Demetri announced, his eyes narrowing as he focused. "Do you think the little ones hatched.”

Felix watched in fascination as Demetri's hand moved gracefully, tracing invisible lines in the air. Slowly, as if an invisible cloak were lifted, an entrance revealed itself. An underground cave system beckoned them.

They jumped down gracefully, landing with the ease of supernatural beings. "Anyone here?" Felix called out into the dimly lit cavern.

The echo of their voices faded, and there was a moment of silence. Then, as if materializing from thin air, a house appeared before them. It had been hidden by some form of illusion, but it was now fully exposed.

The door swung open, and a breathtaking elf woman emerged. (Y/N) was her name, and she was their mate. Her long, silvery hair cascaded like a waterfall down her back, and her ethereal beauty left Demetri and Felix momentarily breathless.

"I've missed you, my loves," she said, her voice like a melodious song. With grace and swiftness, she ran into their arms. One by one, she planted a passionate kiss on each of their lips.

Felix grinned, his golden eyes filled with affection. "We've missed you too, little fairy.”

And then came the chorus of little voices. From the house behind (Y/N), a group of hybrid vampire and elf children came running. Their laughter filled the cavern as they called out in excitement.

"Daddy! Papa!" they cried, their tiny arms outstretched.

Demetri and Felix knelt to embrace their children, their hearts overflowing with love. It was moments like these that made their relentless service to the Volturi worthwhile. Here, in this hidden sanctuary, they found the love and family they had always yearned for.

“It seems the little ones did indeed hatch.” Demetri smiled in pure amusement.

Now inside the house, Demetri and Felix sat on the ground, surrounded by their exuberant little ones, their hearts filled with joy and contentment. As they shared affectionate moments with their children, Demetri couldn't help but be overwhelmed by a nagging curiosity.

"(Y/N)," he began hesitantly, "can I ask... when were they... born?"

(Y/N) smiled warmly, her eyes filled with maternal pride as she gazed at their offspring. "Just last spring, my love."

Demetri's brow furrowed, and he grimaced inwardly. They had missed the birth of their children, and it weighed heavily on him. He exchanged a quick glance with Felix, who shared his remorse.

"We are sorry, our love," Felix spoke up, his voice tinged with regret. "Our duties... they keep us occupied."

(Y/N) placed a gentle hand on Felix's shoulder, her touch reassuring. "I understand," she said, her voice filled with understanding and love. "You two are protecting our family from that dangerous world up there."

Her words brought solace to Demetri and Felix, a reminder that their sacrifices were not in vain. They had chosen to continue to serve the Volturi to safeguard their loved ones from the perilous existence of the vampire world. But in this hidden sanctuary, beneath the earth's surface, they had found a haven of love and acceptance.

Demetri leaned in to kiss (Y/N), his gratitude and affection evident in the tender gesture. Felix wrapped his arms around both of them, drawing them closer into an embrace that spoke of their unbreakable bond.

As they held each other and reveled in the laughter of their children, the world above, with all its dangers and complexities, faded into the background. Here, in the arms of their mate and the embrace of their little ones, Demetri and Felix found the greatest treasure of all: a family born of love, acceptance, and unity.

Demetri and Felix reveled in the simple joys of parenthood as they took turns playing with their little ones in the underground sanctuary. The children's laughter echoed through the cavern as they engaged in various activities, from playing games to exploring the hidden corners of their unique home.

While one of them spent time with the children, the other shared passionate moments with (Y/N) in their bedroom. Their love for each other burned just as brightly as it did when they first met, and these stolen moments of intimacy were a reminder of the deep connection they shared.

As the day unfolded, Demetri and Felix switched roles, each taking their turn to bond with their mate and tend to the children. It was a seamless rhythm of love and care that filled their hearts with contentment.

By the time dinner approached, the children's excitement was palpable. They gathered around the makeshift dining area, their eager faces lit with anticipation.

Felix and Demetri joined them, taking their seats as (Y/N) served a simple meal. The children couldn't contain their enthusiasm, and their voices bubbled over as they began sharing their adventures.

"I found a rock!" one of the youngest ones exclaimed, proudly displaying a shiny stone.

Another chimed in, "Mommy's helping me grow a garden!" Her eyes sparkled with pride as she described the tiny sprouts that had emerged.

Demetri and Felix listened with rapt attention, their hearts swelling with pride as they celebrated each child's discoveries and accomplishments. It was a far cry from the world of the Volturi, where power and dominance ruled. Here, in this hidden sanctuary, their family thrived on love, support, and the simple joys of life.

The children's stories and laughter filled the underground cavern, a reminder that they were building a future together, one filled with love, acceptance, and the promise of endless adventures in their hidden world.

Demetri and Felix lovingly tucked each of their little ones into their shared nest, ensuring they were comfortable and secure beneath the warm covers. The children's eyes were heavy with sleep, and they clutched their favorite toys as they settled in.

"We'll be back as soon as we can, my loves," Demetri whispered to them, his voice gentle and reassuring.

Felix leaned down to place a tender kiss on each child's forehead. "Sleep well, little peanuts."

As they turned to leave the nest, (Y/N) watched them with a soft smile. However, there was a hint of concern in her eyes. "You shouldn't lie to them," she said softly.

Demetri turned back to her, his expression conflicted. "Let's not fight, my love," he urged, hoping to avoid discord.

(Y/N) sighed, her gaze filled with understanding. "I don't wish to fight either, but they are growing older. Soon, they will question where their papa and daddy are and why they can't see them as often. I understand you are protecting us, but they need their fathers."

Felix, sensing the tension in the room, approached (Y/N) and kissed her gently on the lips. "We will find a solution for this," he promised.

As they left the nest and made their way through the underground sanctuary, dark and possessive thoughts began to swirl in their minds. They were fiercely protective over (Y/N) and their offspring. The idea of being separated from them or putting their family in harm's way was unthinkable.

Demetri's eyes gleamed with a possessive intensity, and Felix's grip on his mate's hand tightened. In the depths of their hearts, they were willing to do whatever it took to ensure the safety and happiness of their beloved mate and precious children, even if it meant taking extreme measures.

As they ventured deeper into the cave towards the exit, the darkness of their thoughts matched the shadowy world they inhabited, where love and protection bordered on obsession, and where the boundaries between right and wrong blurred in the name of family.

After a particularly harrowing mission, Felix and Demetri returned to their hidden sanctuary beneath the earth, their minds heavy with the weight of their deeds. But the protectiveness they felt for their mate and offspring had only grown stronger, and they were determined to provide a safer and more comfortable life for their family.

Not far from their underground haven, they stumbled upon an isolated house nestled among the trees. The owners, oblivious to their impending doom, never saw it coming. In a swift and efficient manner, Felix and Demetri eliminated any threats, securing the property for their own purposes.

With grim determination, they began the arduous task of transforming the house into a hidden treehouse. It was a labor of love and protection, and over the course of three weeks, they worked tirelessly. They constructed a series of long, winding stairs that spiraled up the massive tree trunk, leading to a network of cabins on different levels.

As they labored side by side, their thoughts often turned to their mate and offspring. "Do you think they'll like it here?" Felix asked, his voice tinged with concern.

Demetri paused, wiping sweat from his brow. He gazed around at the hidden treehouse they were building, a sanctuary far removed from the dangers of the vampire world above. "They'll love it," he affirmed, his eyes filled with determination.

They envisioned their family laughing and playing in the treehouse, the children exploring the different levels and cabins, their mate feeling safe and protected in this hidden haven. It was a labor of love and a testament to the depths of their devotion.

With the final touches in place, they stood back to admire their creation. The treehouse blended seamlessly with the surrounding forest, hidden from prying eyes. It was a symbol of their commitment to their family's well-being, a refuge from the chaos and darkness of the world above.

As they left the completed treehouse, Demetri and Felix were filled with a sense of satisfaction and hope. They were willing to go to any lengths to ensure the happiness and security of their loved ones. This hidden treehouse, nestled high among the branches, was a testament to their unwavering love and their determination to provide a better life for their mate and offspring.

With their hidden treehouse complete and the sun casting long shadows through the forest, Demetri and Felix ventured back to the underground sanctuary to fetch (Y/N) and the children. Their hearts swelled with anticipation as they imagined their loved ones discovering their new home.

As they approached their family, (Y/N) turned toward them, her eyes filled with curiosity. "What's going on? What's the surprise?"

Felix exchanged a knowing look with Demetri, and together they led their mate and the children on a winding path from out the cave, through the dense woods. The children's eyes sparkled with excitement as they ventured deeper into the forest, this was their first time outside of the cave.

Finally, they reached the base of the towering tree where the hidden treehouse awaited, its long staircase winding its way up the trunk. The children gasped in awe at the sight before them.

"(Y/N)," Demetri began, his voice filled with warmth, "we wanted to give you and the children a place closer to us.”

(Y/N) looked up at the treehouse, her eyes wide with wonder. "It's incredible," she breathed, taking in the sprawling structure.

As they ascended the stairs to their new home, the children's laughter echoed through the trees. They ran from cabin to cabin, exploring the hidden passages and rooms with boundless enthusiasm.

Demetri and Felix watched with contented smiles as their offspring reveled in their new surroundings. "My loves," (y/n) began, "does this mean we'll see you two more often?

Felix nodded and demetri followed. Demetri’s eyes filled with love and reassurance. "Yes, only we know of this place. It's our secret haven, away from the rest of the world."

Tears of gratitude welled up in (Y/N)'s eyes as she embraced them both. It was a promise of togetherness, a sanctuary where they could nurture their love and protect their family. As the sun set behind the trees, casting a warm golden glow over the hidden treehouse, Demetri, Felix, and their beloved mate and children stood together, united in their secret world, ready to embrace the future with love and unwavering devotion.

[the-dawn-star]

Twilight Headcanon Masterpost

My rules can be found here. Please read if you are interested in requesting something.

-S

Volturi Kings:

Volturi Kings x nonbinary!human!mate!reader

Volturi Kings x reader, date ideas (seperate)

Volturi Kings x reader who is in collage (seperate)

Volturi Kings x anxious!reader 

Volturi Kings x Cullen!reader (seperate) 

Volturi Kings x reader, you being turned against your will (seperate)

Volturi Kings x childish reader

Volturi Kings x Reader

Volturi Kings x affectionate!mate (seperate)

You tell that you love them for the first time (seperate)

Volturi Kings Spoiling Reader

Volturi Kings x Shapeshifting!Mate

Mate being Nervous about the Kings Wives

Not knowing the baby's dad

Coming out to the Poly!Volturi kings (seperate)

Volturi Kings x Reader who does ice skating

Volturi Kings "Would you love me if I was a worm?"

Volturi Kings meeting a descendant

Volturi Kings dancing with Reader

Volturi Kings x Reader being attracted to water

Yandere Volturi Kings x Mate!Reader

Volturi Kings x Platonic!Reader guard

Volturi Kings x Singer!Reader

Volturi Kings x Swan!Reader

Volturi Kings x Reader first time

Volturi Kings x Powerful!Reader

Volturi Kings x ProfessionalMagician!Reader

Volturi Kings x Reader who had scars

Kind of general Volturi Kings x Reader

Hurt!Reader shows up in the field

Reader likes Italian

Volturi Kings x Male!Reader

Volturi King x Clairvoyant!Male!Reader

Caius Volturi:

Badboy Caius x Reader

Caius x Reader who doesn't want to stay in Italy

Caius x Exhausted!Reader

Aro Volturi:

SWF alphabets

Aro x Sister!Reader (paltonic obv.)

Aro x Reader comfort

Alec Volturi:

Alec Volturi x Shy!Reader

Alec Volturi x Swan!Reader

Alec Volturi x cinnamon roll!Reader

part 2

Alec Volturi x Bimbo!Reader

Yandere!Alec Volturi x Reader who is in a relationship.

Demetri Volturi:

Mate!Demetri x newborn!Reader

Mate!Demetri x human!Reader

Mix of Characters:

Marcus x affectionate!Reader

Poly!Romanian coven x Reader

Garrett Denali dating hc

Volturi members x actor!Reader

Volturi guards x soulmate!Reader

Marcus affection hc

Marcus x Sister!Reader

Mix of Characters in the same post:

Characters being upset (multiple characters)

Shy!Reader x Twilight!Characters

Twilight Characters x Virgin!Reader

[gulnarsultan]

Felix, one of the Yandere soul mates, has always made it a principle to stand behind you and Demetri always in front of you. By doing so, they think they are giving you better protection.

[ciciyup]

🏹 Hii, thank you for stopping by my blog, this is a safe space, feel comfortable here please. You can call me Cici, I'm new to all this so I hope you can be patient with me (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)

🏹 English is not my first language, I usually use Google Translate so I'm sorry for any grammar or other errors.

🏹 I don't have an exact day and time to update, I really do it when I have imagination and time. I can upload three stories at a time and then disappear for six months lol.

🏹 This post will be updated as I have more things to add.

🏹 I'll start by writing headcanons and drabbles since I'm pretty rusty. I will write longer stories from time to time if I have enough inspiration.

🏹 Here will be my rules and the fandoms I will write for, feel free to ask if you have any questions, I will answer them as soon as I can.

🏹 None of the images I use are my own, they are all from Pinterest. All rights go to their respective authors.

🏹 I don't support cheating, yandere, or anything that follows that line in real life. I can write it, but beyond that, I don't agree with it happening in reality.

Rules

I write only for the fandoms that are here. If there is a character I didn't name, I may not write for this one.

I write only for the female reader or neutral reader.

I don't write character x oc or character x character.

I accept suggestions, maybe I could end up writing them if I like them but I don't guarantee anything.

I write anything except: self-harm, au's, polyamorous relationships (If necessary for the story I can give a brief description of the matter of these first three things, but I will not go into too much detail), zoofilia, anything involving urine, feces, foot fetish, drugs.

Fandoms

Black Butler

Record Of Ragnarok

My Hero Academia

Twilight

Characters I write for

✞ Black Butler:

Ciel Phantomhive (only platonically)

Vincent Phantomhive

Sebastian Michaelis

Undertaker

Snake

Finnian (only platonically)

Joker

Lau

Agni

Soma

Bravat

Diederich

Alois Trancy (only platonically)

Gregory Violet

Edgar Redmond

Edward Midford

Charles Grey

Drocell Keinz

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❦ Record Of Ragnarok:

Loki

Adam

Shiva

Hades

Ares

Zerofuku (only platonically)

Poseidon

Hermes

Apollo

Beelzebub

Nikola Tesla

Eve

Goll (only platonically)

Thrud

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✰ My Hero Academia:

Monoma Neito

Shinso Hitoshi

Yuga Aoyama

Izuku Midoriya

Shoto Todoroki

Cathleen Bate

Melissa Shield

Itsuka Kendo

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☾ Twilight:

Demetri Volturi

Felix Volturi

Aro Volturi

Jane Volturi (only platonically)

Alec Volturi (only platonically)

Carlisle Cullen

Seth Clearwater

Embry Call

Paul Lahote

Jared Cameron

Lastly, please don't forget to be nice here. I would like us all to be able to interact with respect and kindness. Thanks for stopping by! I hope you have a nice day and stay healthy (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

─cici🏹

[berry-loves-yandere]

How about Demetri Alexopoulos in a relationship with a girl who is just as nerdy as he is?

Sure!

Yandere Demetri Alexopoulos with nerdy!fem!darling: (Edited)

Warnings: Obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, manipulation mentions, small violence mentions, unhealthy mindset, isolation, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT! 

Meeting Demetri was probably right before the mall fight.

They likely bumped into each other in the comic book store while reaching for the same comic.

Both of them definitely had a geek out contest to try and get the comic book but then Demetri ran into Hawk and the whole mall fight ensued, so his darling had the comic book shoved into her chest.

Once the mall fight was over, his darling checked up on Demetri, Robby and Sam to ask if they were alright.

Only then did Demetri get a good look at her and saw that she was wearing a Wonder Woman t-shirt and had a DC tote bag with a D&D book and the comic book peeking out.

His darling feels bad that Demetri wanted the comic so badly but had gotten tangled in a fight before he could buy it, so his darling gave it to him.

And instantly Demetri became intrigued.

Demetri has a sudden surge of confidence and asks for her number, once he receives her number, it takes him a while to work put the courage to text her.

Demetri would totally geek out with a nerdy darling, constantly cracking stupid jokes that only the two of them get, and he feels instantly connected to his darling through their shared interests and humour.

At first, he'll feel like she fills the void that was created when Eli became Hawk but then he finds that his darling is taking over all sectors of his heart.

If he sees her talking with anyone from Cobra Kai, especially Hawk, he'll feel upset, betrayed and generally like shit since to him, it'll seem like Cobra Kai is trying to take away another person he cares for.

He'll drag his darling away from Hawk anytime he sees her talking to him.

He does his best to isolate his darling from the whole karate world but by trying to do so, he laces a target on her back as a weak point for Demetri/Miyagi-do.

So Demetri would suggest that his darling come train at Miyagi-do so Sam won't be the only girl in Miyagi-do and so that his darling can protect herself.

He wants his darling to be safe and protected even if he's unable to provide said protection.

If his darling disagrees, saying they don't need to protect themselves, that they'll be alright so Demetri might use a lot a little bit of manipulation so his darling would join Miyagi-do, where Demetri could develop a better relationship with her.

After spending more and more time with his darling his obsession crush grows to a point where she's plaguing his every thought, every time Demetri thinks of something his darling creeps into said thought.

It gets so bad where Demetri needs to confess to her or his head and heart might just explode.

When he does gain enough confidence in himself, he would confess his feelings to her.

If she accepts the confession?

Great! Now he can be with her forever! She'll never leave him! He'll make sure of it. Because a little manipulation can go a long way in terms of keeping the obsession love of his life with him. But his darling won't care too much right?

If she rejects it?

He pretends to be fine but makes sure no one else would ever try or want to date her by spreading rumours so convincing that everyone believes in them.

When she's socially isolated he knows that she'll come running back to him to try and see if he'll allow her to accept his confession because she doesn't wanna be on her own.

Demetri wants his darling's safety and happiness and of course the only way to achieve that, in his mind, is for her to be with him and him only.

[volturiwolf]

When the Mate Bond Fails - A yandere!Felix x vampire!fem!reader x yandere!Demetri Imagine

A/N: The story where I attempt to 'explore' the 'yandere' theme

A/N 2: This is a quite personal story, inspired by the barely-one month I worked.

A/N 3: This is a quite fictional story but the details regarding the hotel's operations were real(istic).

A/N 4: The characters mentioned are very much real, and the hotel was actually part of a resort with 4 other hotels close by, so the chaos was out of the roof.

A/N 5: Though the reader is a vampire, so it's 'designed' to be perfect, the reality of the job included a lot of emotional, and mental abuse (and physical, if doing things that are not supposed to be part of the job count)

A/N 6: (Y/N/N) = your nickname

A/N 7: Most likely cringey

A/N 8: Also, I did like M. Unfortunately, nothing happened between us irl

No. of Words: 9300+ (the longest one-part I've ever written, so brace yourselves)

Mentions of: Smut, Abuse, R*pe, Beating, Trauma, PTSD, Manipulation, Swearing, Stockholm syndrome-like behavior

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Volturi-related Tag List: @eunoia-kth @raindancer2004 @aquanova99 @xxx-wounded-angel-xxx

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Working in the 'extremely demanding' tourism industry was never easy when you had several "needs". Whether it was dietary needs, medical needs, or personal needs, all these had to be set aside for as long as you were supposed to be working, which could range from an average of 8 to 10 hours per day, depending on your job position. And that was what it was like for humans.

Being a vampire was a different case though. Most days, it was really hard when you were constantly surrounded by people, either colleagues or guests. Creatures full of delicious blood walking around all day long, while you had to control yourself to not jump on them and end them right then and there.

I, personally, was at a point where I could easily control my thirst for human blood, though that wasn't always easy. It wasn't just the high possibility of someone getting hurt in any way; it was also the constant contact with humans around.

Just their mere presence triggered my thirst, and I was forcing my vampire instincts to calm down before I ended up killing someone around me. Though, many of the guests’ or managers’ behavior really made me question how long would I be able to control myself from not ending them.

However, I was good at my job. I assisted people successfully and helped them with whatever they needed. Most of the time, I went out of my way to make sure every guest was satisfied, whether they had an absurd request or not. I was warned by a colleague to not be so willing to help others because they would take advantage of my willingness to help. I learned that plenty of times, but I didn’t mind when I had extra time and nothing else to do.

In contrast to my colleagues, I wasn't too “demanding” so to speak. I didn't need a bathroom break or a lunch break, or even a smoke break, because of my nature. I was only set to work around the reception and lobby, making sure everything was working appropriately, then return to the place I had rented a few days before I started working, and then see how the rest of the night would go by.

Usually, my colleagues would either go to their rooms, eat, get ready to sleep and finally go to bed, or go out for a few hours to have a drink; it all depended on their work schedule for each specific day.

However, while the other employees around the hotel would return to their room where they would stay with random roommates, I couldn't handle staying in a small motel-like room with 2 or 3 more people, let alone 4 or 5 or 6, as it was in some cases.

I needed my space and privacy. I couldn't risk exposing myself to my potential roommates by getting caught drinking blood or not sleeping at all or slipping away at odd hours to go out hunting. So, renting my own place was a no-brainer.

Thankfully, money was also not an issue. Just like other vampires before me, we didn’t attack people just for their blood; we also needed their money, so we stole that as well. It was the only way to survive as a nomad vampire, not staying in one place, but still depending on the modern-life ways of exchange to somehow blend in and not draw unnecessary attention.

Even as a vampire who had been alive for quite some time, the days working at the hotel were passing by torturously slow. I was used to the constant nagging by now; it didn’t bother me, and I didn’t let anything or anybody go through me anymore. The fact that "the guests were demanding because they were paying a lot of money" did not affect me any more than it did in the beginning. After all, I got paid a specific salary and the tips were getting less, and rarer as time passed and more money-conscious guests visited the hotel.

If I didn’t need that extra money for myself, I wouldn’t have even started working there. It wasn’t like it was a lot of money anyway. That’s what the guests thought at least - that we were paid fairly or extra money, and that we could use the facilities around the hotel for free, or, at least, with a discount.

That was far from the truth; not only were we not given discounts, but we also couldn’t use anything around the hotel, and the money we were paid was barely enough for the average human to survive. Add the fact that we had to work 6 days per week, 8 and a half hours a day at least, while our employment papers said 40 days per week. It was a total fraud, and totally unfair towards the employees.

I wouldn’t talk about myself, as my only issue was not feeding frequently enough, but I had seen many employees and colleagues get dizzy or even faint because of the working conditions. No matter the weather - hot and humid, or cold and humid, we were not allowed to show any emotions of how we actually felt; we could only smile for the guests to feel welcome and comfortable around.

Working there made me start questioning my sanity. I felt as if I held a huge weight down my chest that should have not been there. And because my colleagues had very limited human lives, it wasn’t as if we went out at all. We were all living away from each other, as far as 20 kilometers away from the hotel.

Some had to take the small bus provided by the hotel that took half an hour to get them close to where they lived, but still not close enough. Others depended on their own transportation means; some of my colleagues at the reception, who lived close to each other or close enough, would share vehicles to cut down the costs because it was too expensive to drive to and from work every day.

And yet, it seemed to be the only feasible way for them to move around. The distance between someone’s place and the hotel was already far enough, even if you lived at the nearest village which was over 10 kilometers away. It just wasn’t worth it, so people tried to find ways around it.

So, we never did anything all together; the distance, the different time schedules, and human exhaustion prevented us from getting together and having fun, even if I had to pretend I drank like a normal human being would.

However - and I didn’t expect that - for the most part, there was “esprit de corps”, solidarity between colleagues. We all understood that we were in this together, and we tried to support and back up each other whenever possible.

There were, of course, times where the more experienced colleagues would put the newer ones - including me - aside, thinking that we could not handle something; that we could not take the responsibility. It bothered me at first, but then, I understood; sometimes, you had to take the extra step instead of someone else, just to make sure that the job was done. Because, at the end of the day, no one cared about you; they only cared about getting the job done.

However, after a few months of working there, my colleagues started to open up to me more, and whenever we had nothing to do in particular - unless a guest suddenly popped by to pay a bill, or ask a question, or book an activity or a restaurant, we had a good time telling jokes, making fun of each other, whining about the guests, and whatever happened at that time.

Usually, the afternoon shifts were the most fun, as the closer we got to midnight, the more my human colleagues were getting tired and their heads fuzzier, and that resulted in many “crazy” conversations and jokes, to the point where we would laugh loudly. Thankfully, there were hardly any guests in the lobby, and the few that were there were enjoying a drink from the main bar and didn’t particularly seem to mind our laugh.

As time passed and I became friendlier with my colleagues, there was one particular colleague who had triggered my interest. M. was austere most of the time, really focused on his job, and he seemed really experienced. He was like everyone else around - he decided from an early age that he wanted to work in hospitality and he worked his way up to get where he was right now.

I, on the other hand, before I became a vampire, didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life. It was much later that I went to college for a Bachelor’s and then a Master’s. I had to think very carefully about what I wanted to do before I finally decided what I would do. And I was still not entirely happy with what I chose for me, but, thankfully, I had all the time in the world to make choices and changes in my life, while my human colleagues didn’t.

But M... M. was different. Different than any human or vampire I had ever met. He was willing to teach me and the other “newbies” everything we needed to know for the job - that was, of course, if he didn’t have to do anything around. He may have been austere, serious, and emotionless when it came to work stuff, but he was really understanding and supportive when needed.

One afternoon shift, it was just the two of us. One colleague got sick and had to leave early into our shift, so it was just the two of us working around for a few hours after the others left until we could hand everything over to our colleague on the night shift.

For some reason, I wasn’t feeling like myself. I was usually so good at not showing my feelings, but that day started so badly. I wasn’t hungry or anything - I had fed 2 days ago, and I was doing fine. But something in me kept telling me that something bad was going to happen.

I wasn’t gifted with - subjective - precognition like Alice was, but I could still sense that something was wrong. My own gift of visual and physical illusions helped me seal my identity from the humans but sometimes turned against me, making me unable to differentiate between reality and illusions. So, I could only attribute this feeling to my gift turning against me, making me feel things that were not there.

At some point, I could not focus on my job at all. Thankfully, no guest came to the reception and no phone rang, so I excused myself for a few minutes, walking - not running because we weren't allowed to - as humanly possible as I could to the back room where usually receptionists and grooms would sit for their break or drink water or smoke or chat. I sat down at the only chair available there, hanging my dizzy head low, between the palms of my hands. I felt venomous tears running down my face, leaving tiny cracks, which only I could hear, on their path.

I must have been back here for more time than I thought because M. was now kneeling in front of me, asking how I was. I lifted my head a bit to see worry written all over his features, something that I had never seen before in him. Then again, he had never seen me upset, crying, or taking a break.

He was whispering things but I couldn’t put my head together to understand what exactly he was saying. I felt small sparks all over my cold, undead body when he touched my hands to force me to look at him and calm down. He tried to wipe away my tears, but I stopped him before he burned himself. And in a moment I would have never expected, he leaned closer and kissed me.

The sparks turned into fireworks, and my body came alive, my mind cleared up, and I finally felt peace. While there was always something occupying my mind and thoughts, at that moment, I felt like nothing else mattered but the man before me.

As our lips moved around, I slowly started letting my guards down, until I realized that if he saw my true self, my red eyes, and “vampiric beauty”, as my kind would call it, he would most likely freak out, and everything would be ruined.

I pulled away slowly to look back at him. His face was his usual dark pink but this time, it was even more prominent than any other time, and, even though I didn’t want to openly admit it, it made him so much cuter than he usually was.

His eyes - a perfect mix of blue and green, sparkling more than I had ever seen them all this time - were moving around, trying to understand why I was silent and what I was feeling. I erased any doubt he may have had by pecking him on his lips before I pulled away once again.

“Let’s get back to work, okay?” I told him calmly, as I stood up from the chair.

My mind was finally in order and I could continue work as usual. But I could also feel as if my heart was beating once again, after all this time. He managed to do that to me; he made me feel things I didn’t remember existed. Some time ago, I may have felt something like that, but this time, it felt more genuine and strong; it felt right.

M. did not say anything, but nodded his head, and followed me back to the reception. The rest of the shift went by fairly slowly; the only thing that drew my attention was M.’s rapid heartbeat. It wasn’t the phones ringing, or the guests who passed by the reception to either ask a question, or make a complaint, or book something, or pay their bills; it was his mere presence and his heartbeat that I could only focus on.

I didn’t realize when our colleague came by for the night shift, but I was glad because it meant we only had half an hour until the shift ended. Usually, in those 30 minutes, we would give a briefing of what the night auditor had to look out for, in terms of guests leaving early, or needing to be woken up early, and so on.

But this time, M. dismissed me earlier, claiming that he had everything under control. I asked him if he was sure, if he was absolutely sure, and he insisted everything was okay, and that he would inform S. about what needed to be taken care of.

I thanked him, wished both of them goodnight, and went upstairs to the female changing room to get out of my uniform and back to my own clothes. Usually, by this time, most of the employees around the hotel were gone, so I could let myself free.

I walked in front of the mirror, letting my guards down, now staring at my dark red eyes. It was one of the few times that I looked at myself in the mirror and thought that I wasn’t the monster somebody else turned me into. I did drink human blood, but I wasn’t doing it for fun; I was doing it for survival.

And now, I liked, I really liked one particular human, and I was not feeling like I was a monster. I was actually feeling like somebody actually liked me, and that alone gave me so much assurance, confidence, and happiness. It was like my heart, body, and mind were starting to feel alive again; that I wasn’t just an undead person, but I had substance.

I wasted no more time, getting ready as quickly as I could before someone else decided to come in here. I got out of the monotonous, beige dress, and beige-pink flat ballerinas, and into my usual leggings, t-shirt, and white sneakers.

I was dressing really plainly for a vampire; no fancy dresses or capes or whatever. Blending in was important, but comfort and how easy it would be to get rid of your clothes also played a major role in what I chose to wear. I finally grabbed the backpack that I always carried with me, locked my locker, and exited the room, heading downstairs, and out of the building.

It was about 10 human minutes walking distance to the parking where we left our cars, and, though it was almost midnight, that did not mean that there were no humans around. So, I would still have to walk as slowly as possible - as slowly as the average human would walk. However, just before I could leave, I heard my name being called.

“(Y/N)! Do you mind waiting for me? It will take a few minutes.” M. asked me, still in his work shirt and trousers, and I just nodded my head, letting him know that I’d be waiting outside for him.

He didn’t take long, walking out the door a few minutes later, still in his work clothes, with his own backpack on his back. “Thanks for waiting. I still had a few things to take care of.” He smiled slightly; his heartbeat was once again deafening to my vampire ears.

“Thank you for letting me leave earlier.” I smiled back at him, walking forward along with him.

“Yeah, there was nothing else to tell S. anyway. Besides, I’ve never seen you like…, you know, so I got worried. Are you feeling better now?” His voice sounded genuinely concerned.

“Yeah, thank you, you know, about being concerned for me.” I was never as awkward in front of a human as I was now with M., and I really didn’t know why. He wasn’t even my supposed ‘blood singer’; I would have figured that out on the very first day.

“Yeah, about that. I’m really sorry I kissed you. I didn’t think clearly, and it came out of nowhere. I am really sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. I really didn’t mean to.” He looked down at his shoes, his face was getting more red by the minute; something that would go undetectable to the human eye, because of how little light the few lamps around provided.

But I could see everything clearly. I smiled at M.’s awkwardness; he was much cuter than I originally thought, and it made something in me clench slightly; a feeling that I had never experienced so intensely before.

I smirked at his awkward state, a small wave of confidence washing over me. “I really did not mind it at all. I was actually hoping you would sometime before we left from here.”

M. lifted his head, looking hopefully at me, his mouth slightly agape with a slight smile. “Really?”

“Really.” I reassured him, lifting my hand to caress his cheek. He put his own hand on top of mine, turning his head around to kiss my palm - an act that no one had ever done before.

I was now more assured that this man felt things for me, so I did what I wished I had done from the very beginning: I grabbed his face with both hands, bringing him closer to me, and kissing him passionately. He seemed a bit taken aback, but responded quickly by holding my face between his own palms, kissing me with more passion than I had ever imagined.

It felt as if we were on our own, living in our own little world. It felt like fireworks had filled the dark night sky, and everything around us was bright and warm. His heart was beating like crazy, and I swore mine would have too if it was beating at all. His face was burning, and heat radiated from all over his body.

Our kiss lasted a few minutes before it was interrupted by a golf cart passing by. The groom driving the cart, L., had become a friend of mine as well, along with others around the hotel. He didn’t say anything, but smirked lightly, waving us goodnight, before driving towards the reception to continue his night shift.

Now, it did become a bit awkward. Thankfully, we were close to the parking lot so this awkwardness would be over soon. We walked silently towards the parking area, but before we turned towards the road, M. turned around and awkwardly waved me goodbye.

“Wait! You won’t leave in your car? I thought you and D. shared his car to work.” I was confused. Usually, if they had different shifts, one of the two would come here by D.’s car and would leave by bus, as the other came with the bus and left with the car.

“Well, yeah, but D. has a day off tomorrow, so he went back home with the car. I’ll just wait for the bus.” He pointed towards the wooden gazebo-like structure where employees of the hotel would wait under for the bus to arrive.

“That’s nonsense. Come on, I’ll take you home. I’m with my car.” I motioned him to follow me, but he seemed reluctant.

“Are you sure? Don’t you live, like, far away from me? I’m not anywhere near your route. No one actually is, to be honest.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“That’s no problem for me, honestly. Come on. Would you really like to go by bus?” I looked at him as if he was mad.

“Honestly? No. Okay, if it’s okay with you.” He smirked, looking down.

I laughed at his awkwardness and motioned him to follow me to my car. When we reached my car, it was his time to laugh, and I knew why.

“Seriously? A Volvo? A Volvo SUV?” He let out a choked laughter.

It was kind of an inside joke by now. There were a few Volvo SUVs around the hotel because the suites were offered a Volvo transfer service for free. Plus, many guests and high-ranked managers came here with their own Volvos, so they were not uncommon around. However, it was a pain in the ass when guests who had not booked suites wanted the Volvo transfer service, and we had to explain to them that it was not included as a complimentary service for their room.

“It’s a thing a friend and I have. He has always been so obsessed with Volvos, so I once bought one as a joke. But they are really fine actually, so next time I bought a car, I bought a Volvo again, so there it is.” I showed the car as evidence. Truth was that Edward was that friend, but M. did not need to know the details.

“Cool.” He nodded, smirking slightly before I motioned him to get his stuff in the car and get in.

Thankfully, it was a cool night, and the car was not too hot or too cold for both of us to feel comfortable - well, I mostly wanted M. to feel comfortable. Cold or hot temperatures were not an issue for vampires; our bodies were not affected by either, so it did not matter to us. We only hated the sunlight if it was to expose our identity to humans, and, thankfully, I didn’t have that issue.

M. did not say much during the whole route, and I didn’t know if it was because he was scared of how fast I drove through the dark, narrow roads, or if he did not have anything to say. His heartbeat was still pretty loud in my ears, and it seemed like his heart skipped a few beats. Without giving it a second thought, I placed my hand on his. His heartbeat did not slow down significantly, but it became more steady and rhythmic compared to a minute ago.

“I like you, you know. I think it took me a few weeks to realize it when you first came here, but I needed to be sure that that is how I feel for you. And now I am sure that I like you. I wanted to kiss you from the moment I knew, but I was scared. And when you started crying tonight, I felt something in me break. I hated seeing you like this.”

His confession came out of the blue, but it warmed my heart in a way I never felt before. As a response, I only squeezed his hand; not enough to break it, but just enough for him to know that I felt the same for him. This man that I knew for such a little time made me feel feelings of pure love and adoration. I wish he was my mate, but fate had already chosen that, and pretty unsuccessfully I might say. Still, I didn’t care about that; M. was the one I actually wanted.

So, I didn’t think about it when I stopped the car in the middle of nowhere and practically jumped on his lap, kissing him hard on the lips, and then down his jawline and neck. I could feel the blood pumping in his veins under my cold lips, but my thirst for his blood could not compare to the thirst I had for his body. He moaned loudly under my touch, and that gave me more confidence to continue.

I was careful not to rip his clothes in the process, but, at the end of the night, I had to admit that it was the best sex I had in my life. It wasn’t just plain, old sex; it had so much love, passion, and adoration - things I had never experienced before in sex. Most vampires I’d been with preferred rough sex over passionate love, and all the humans I had ever sex with ended up as my meal. But not M.; M. was special to me.

After we were done, we stayed in the car for about an hour or two, just talking about everything and anything, while we lay in each other’s arms. I was careful to not reveal too much, or things that may have sounded suspicious to the human ears. But still, I felt like I could share my soul with M., which had never occurred to me before with someone else.

However, I knew that he needed to get some sleep, so I urged him to get ready so I could drop him off at his room. He smiled at me, his eyes glistening, and he caressed my cheek before he leaned forward to peck my lips. We got ready quickly, and I started the engine again.

About 5 minutes later, I dropped him off at his room, giving him a goodnight kiss before I drove back to my own room, to think about everything that happened tonight, and how lucky I was to have found him.

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The next days were passing by unexpectedly good. M. and I tried to be as discreet as we could at work, and we were pretty successful at that. We would occasionally look at each other knowingly, but apart from that, we didn’t show anything that could potentially go noticed by our colleagues and managers.

However, I would drive M. back to his room every day, except for the times when we had different work schedules and our shifts did not allow us to leave work together. Most times we returned together would end up in passionate sex in the car, or his room, when his roommates were not around.

I was hesitant to let him stay in my room, mostly because my fridge was stuffed with bottles full of blood, for when I was not in the mood to go hunting. Also, the fact that I could not sleep at all would look suspicious to him, and, as much as I wanted to tell him the truth, I was scared of how it would affect him and what we had.

We were not officially together, but I didn’t mind. So far, I had learned that no good thing could last forever, so I had better enjoy something while it lasted. And while I wanted what M. and I had to last forever, I knew that the possibilities of that happening were slim to none.

Those fears were confirmed a few days later. In the beginning, everything seemed normal; it was a typical day of sweet, bitter, and annoying guests - nothing new. It was a few minutes after 10 pm, and we still had 2 arrivals left, but no specific time as to when they would arrive. We were informed that they were ‘special guests’, friends with the owner of the hotel, so receiving top service was vital.

Thankfully, they had booked two suites right next to each other, so it wasn’t our own responsibility. All the suites were the responsibility of the “personal concierge” department, and they were responsible for everything regarding the suites’ guests - from greeting the guests upon their arrival to arranging their restaurant reservations, and from booking them transfers to arranging simple requests, such as room service and cleaning.

That was a huge weight lifted off our shoulders when we were informed that we wouldn’t have to worry about these arrivals, which would come together, as H., the personal concierge manager, would work overtime tonight, just to make sure these two arrivals were met with the highest standards the moment they stepped foot in the hotel. That allowed D., M., and I to continue working undisturbed, assisting the other guests.

H. was sitting at the personal concierge desk, waiting for the phone to ring. Every time guests would arrive, we received a phone call to the reception from the ‘welcome lounge’ where they would greet guests who arrived. They were also the ones we called when a suite wanted a Volvo transfer, as the drivers would park outside of the welcome lounge, ready to drive to, or pick up guests from wherever they were.

They were the showcase of the hotel, and, as they say, ‘first impressions matter’, so they had to be just as professional and helpful as anyone else, getting to know the guests a bit, and make sure everything was in accordance before a golf cart brought the guests down to the reception building.

It was 10:30 pm already, and H.’s nerves were growing more by the minute. Finally, a few minutes later, the phone at the reception rang.

“Good evening. Reception. This is (Y/N) speaking. How may I assist you?” Though I knew it was the welcome lounge, I would say this little ‘poem’ with my sweetest voice, no matter who it was at the other end of the line.

“Hey, (Y/N). This is P. talking. Mr. Romano and Mr. De Lio just arrived. Inform H. to come by and greet them.”

“Of course, P. I will inform him. Thank you very much. Goodbye!”

“Goodbye!” P. hung up, and I ended the call, walking to the Personal Concierge desk to inform H.

Though we were literally a few meters away from each other, we were not allowed to shout at the other. We would either have to call or walk there and since the personal concierge was technically closed by now, there was no point in calling, because the call would return back to the reception.

“Hey H., P. just called. Your arrivals are at the welcome lounge.”

“Thank you, (Y/N). Let’s just get done with this.” H. was quick to leave the reception, getting on a cart and driving up to the welcome lounge to meet the guests in person.

What I would have never expected was for H. to come by the reception a few minutes later, followed by the ‘guests’ - those specific ‘guests’. After these few years of freedom that I got to cherish but not enjoy fully, there they were, right in front of me. Demetri and Felix. If I had a single drop of blood in my body, it would have frozen by now, to match the rest of my body.

I could not believe they were here. I could not believe they found me. The moment they stepped foot in the lobby, they were looking right into my eyes; their own dark brown eyes - the result of lenses - betrayed how evil they truly were, as if to say ‘we got you now, and you cannot run away anymore’. They were smirking as if to say they knew they got me trapped somewhere and I wouldn’t be able to escape them.

This brought back memories of days when they were abusive and cruel towards me if I did anything they wouldn’t agree with. Just the mere thought of me looking at someone else besides them, or going anywhere on my own, without their presence nearby, would result in beatings and unwanted, non-consensual sex, just to prove to themselves that I belonged to them, no matter what.

I didn’t realize how much time had passed of me staring at the two vampires in front of me until I felt M.’s hand touching mine, behind the desk, so no one else in front of us could see, but D., who already knew what was going on between M. and I. D. was M.’s friend and roommate, so he was informed about our relationship, but didn’t make a big deal out of it at work.

Still, though M.’s touch calmed me down a bit, Felix’s piercing eyes and low growl terrified me, and I let go of M.’s hand, muttering ‘sorry’ to the man I loved. I heard Demetri whispering something to Felix’s ear, and I couldn’t believe it, until they turned to speak to H. who stood up and came by the reception desk.

“(Y/N), Mr. Romano and Mr. De Lio would like you to do the check-in for them. They seem quite demanding, but don’t worry. I’ll be right beside you if you need anything.” H. seemed kind of terrified or taken aback by their request.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t do anything but do as they requested, as they may have been my worst nightmare, but in this case, they were guests in the hotel I worked at and their needs had to be met no matter what. I took an unnecessary breath and walked out of the reception desk area towards the couches in the lobby area, where the two vampires were sitting, walking alongside H. who seemed more reserved than any other time.

“Good evening, Mr. Romano, Mr. De Lio. My name is (Y/N). I believe you requested my presence here.” I tried smiling as best as I could without trembling, and without showing the others that I was actually terrified of the two men before me.

“Hello, (Y/N). It’s been so long since we saw you last time.” Demetri was smirking lightly, like a lion looking at his meal before devouring it. “How have you been?”

“I’m really sorry. I didn’t know you all knew each other.” H. was trying to be overly friendly, as they all did with the guests, but his cluelessness made him kind of unsure about the situation unwrapping in front of him.

“Yeah, I used to live in Italy a few years ago.” More like 30 years ago. “That’s where I met Mr. Romano and Mr. De Lio.”

“Please, no need to keep all these formalities between old friends, and, we’re hoping, new friends, as well. I’m Venusto. Nice to meet you, H.” Felix reached his hand out to shake H.’s hand.

“And I’m Salvatore. Nice to meet you too.” Demetri, in turn, reached his hand to shake H. who, by now, must have realized how cold they both were, as he unintentionally shivered a bit.

So, they both found fake names, made fake documents, and decided to travel here. For what? Why would they even bother to come and see me now? Unless..

“I am really sorry, gentlemen. I forgot. We need your passports and your credit cards for the check-in, so we can have you in our system and make your stay comfortable and pleasant.” H. mentioned pretty late, as it was usually the first thing we told guests when they came into the lobby.

“Yes, of course.” Demetri smiled happily, clearly full of sarcasm, as he and Felix reached out in their jackets to grab their documents.

“Thank you, gentlemen. I will register your information in our system and I’ll be with you shortly. In the meantime, (Y/N) will give you some information about our hotel.” H. passed the key cards and papers to me and walked towards the reception desk, where both M. and D. were looking in our direction cautiously, so as to not get caught staring.

I turned back to the two vampires and tried my best to whisper, though I was angry at both of them. “What are you doing here? Why did you come after me?”

“Oh, dear (Y/N). Don’t worry. We’re not here for you. We decided to take a small vacation, that’s all.” Demetri smiled and spread his body across the couch.

“Yeah, right. Because of all the places you two would go, you would choose sunny Greece, and then unintentionally choose the hotel I’m working at. I don’t believe you. I didn’t believe you for one second since you came in here. Why are you here?”

I was really angry at them by now. So angry that I could have easily cast an illusion to scare them away - if that would even be possible, but it would raise suspicions as to why the new ‘special guests’ were getting upset at my presence. So, I could only stay angry at them, but not do anything else about it.

"Okay, we'll be honest, because there's no point in hiding behind words. We learned about your secret romance with that one over there." Felix pointed back at M. who looked taken aback and terrified by this sudden attention. Most likely because Felix was staring at him angrily as if he was ready to attack.

I turned to look back at the guards. "Leave him out of this. He didn't do anything. He doesn't know about vampires or the Volturi or the three of us. So, you'll leave him alone. Understood?"

"We'll see about that, dear (Y/N)." Felix smirked, knowing he got the upper hand in this situation.

Before I could reply back to them, H. returned with Felix's and Demetri's fake passports, and I stood up, walking back to the reception desk.

"Here you go, gentleman. I assumed (Y/N) told you everything you wanted to know?"

"Don't worry about that, H. We are not too demanding. Yet. But, we would like to go to our rooms, if you don't mind. We had a long trip and we started getting a bit tired." Demetri played his role of looking as human as he possibly could pretty well.

"Of course, sir. I will call a groom to take you to your rooms."

"Can't (Y/N) take us to our rooms?" Felix smirked, and I swore I could throw up.

"Unfortunately no, sir. (Y/N) works at the reception, and our female receptionists are not allowed to drive the carts around the hotel."

"Then, the young man over there probably can?" Demetri pointed his head towards M. and I knew that wouldn't end well, so I grabbed a walkie-talkie and asked - more like demanded - a groom to come inside for the arrival before M. was forced to drive these two up to their rooms.

M. could see how upset and angry I quickly became, and though he didn't know why, he held my hand and squeezed it lightly to reassure me that I would be okay. I hold his hand in mine while looking at Felix and Demetri angrily and suspiciously.

“Don’t push our limits, (Y/N).” Demetri barely whispered, though enough for me to hear.

“I’m not sure about that, sir.” H. was at a loss for words, as he turned around to look at M., looking kind of desperate. He may have been a manager and had heard about the craziest requests possible, but the two men’s requests seemed too specific and targeted towards specific employees, especially for it being their first time here.

I walked back towards the three men. “I’m sorry, H., M. has to close the register. I will have to help him and finish a few other tasks in the meantime. But I already called a groom, so you can stay here for a while, and D. will inform you when your groom is here to take you to your rooms.” I fake a smile.

“Okay, dear (Y/N), we will be waiting here.” Demetri was smirking at me, looking me up and down carefully. I huffed and went back to the reception desk.

“Come, M., we have to count the money on the register.” I slowly grabbed the register, taking it out of its shelf, and walked to the back office, where it would be quiet, and, most importantly, away from Demetri’s and Felix’s prying eyes. M. followed me without saying anything, probably also glad after this awkward interaction.

The few minutes left until the shift’s end went by quicker, now that I was away from Demetri’s and Felix’s presence. But I knew that wouldn’t be our only interaction; it couldn’t be. The two vampires had made it their life’s mission to control me in any possible way they could.

The next few days were comparably normal to other days, except from the times rooms 707 and 708 would call and request things. Normally, it was the personal concierge’s duty to deal with the suites, but rooms 707 and 708 were occupied by the two people I did not want to have to face ever again, and, being unable to come to the reception to torture me during the day, they were calling and requesting me, personally, to go to their rooms.

Again, normally, that was not my job, and both H. and my manager, T., tried to reason with them, saying that it was out of my responsibilities to attend to their personal needs outside of the reception. The only time they could get out of their rooms was when the sun went down and the dark settled well around the hotel. They would then come by the reception, sit on one of the couches, and watch me until the end of my shift.

That went on for a few days until we received a phone call from the very owner of the hotel. Apparently, “Mr. Romano” and “Mr. De Lio” had personally contacted him, to ensure that I would visit them in their rooms this afternoon. At this point, none of the managers could do anything to prevent me from visiting them.

T. looked at me worried, having been informed by H. about the two “special guests”. She called a groom to come inside, and she then informed him that he would have to take me up to the two suites, but she wanted him to stay outside of the rooms, just to make sure I was okay, and call security or help me himself if anything happened. The groom seemed taken aback, almost terrified and worried for me, mostly because T. sounded terrified herself. He was silent, not saying a single word, as he accompanied me outside.

It was only when we sat on the cart and he slowly started driving away that he asked me. “So, why do these two want you up in their room? We’ve been hearing rumors, us grooms, that they’ve been calling at the reception every day, asking for you.”

“I really don’t know what they may need. I’ve known them before, but not well enough to be considered friends.” It wasn’t entirely untrue - though I may have known them too well, they were not my friends. “So, I really don’t know what this is all about. If it was up to me, I wouldn’t go.”

“What did they do? Complained until T. was forced to send you?” He let out a laugh.

“They call Dr. A.” I looked down, trying to contain the anger I felt inside.

“Hm, so they know the big boss, huh? You’re fucked.”

“I really don’t want to think about it.” I rubbed my forehead with both hands, trying to focus.

“Sorry about that. We’re here. T. told me to wait for you.”

“Yeah. Do what you want. I don’t want you to get in the middle. I will just call your name if anything happens. I can handle it from here.” I got out of the cart, and worked towards room 707, sensing both guards in there. I knocked on the door and it opened within a second.

“Hello, (Y/N). What a surprise! We’ve been waiting for you. Please, come in.” Demetri showed me the room with his hand, inviting me in. I sighed and walked into the room, as he closed the door behind him.

“Ciao, (I/T/N). È bello rivederti. (Hello, (Y/N). It’s nice to see you again.) We missed you, little one.” Felix smiled wide from his position on the armchair near the window.

“Unfortunately, I cannot say the same. Cosa ti serve da me? (What do need from me?) I’m tired of your games.” I spat every single word at them.

“Dear (Y/N), we haven’t even started with you.” Demetri grabbed me by my neck with one hand, as Felix stood up, walking towards me, and kneeling in front of me.

“(Y/N/N), I missed you so much. Don’t leave us, ever again.” Felix stroke my cheek lightly, as he was looking me deep into my eyes. I was unable to move, as Demetri had wrapped his other arm around my torso.

“So, will you tell us about that human friend of yours?” Demetri whispered in my ear, his breath cold and his voice imperative.

“I don’t have to tell you anything.” I spat my words, looking away from them angrily.

“You won’t have to tell us anything, (Y/N). We already know plenty of things. Alice told us everything we needed to know about your little human slut.” Felix’s face distorted into an evil smirk.

“He’s not a slut! If anything, you two are the sluts!”

Felix lifted his hand, slapping me across the face, causing my skin to crack where he touched me. “You better be careful when you talk about us, okay, dolcetta (little sweet one)?”

“You don’t say? You convinced Alice to join you in Volterra, and you’re now fucking her, don’t you? You always had a thing for her!”

“(Y/N), you misunderstood me. Demetri is fucking Alice. I’m fucking only Bella.” Felix smirked, filling me with anger as I tried to break free from Demetri’s arms, but he still held tightly onto me.

“So, what? She decided that Edward was a mistake or something? And she preferred you as a backup? Huh! I always knew this girl would eventually make the wrong choices in her life.”

“You can stop the little act, (Y/N). We let you roam around free for too long. And how do you repay us? By fucking around, and now getting together with a human! It’s time to stop with the nonsense and come back to Volterra with us!”

“And do what exactly? Follow your orders? Serve your Kings? Stay locked in the castle until I’m needed on a mission? No way! These days have passed for me. I’m never going back with you! I’m happy here! He makes me happy!”

"Oh, yeah, as for him, you'll stop seeing him! That human is no good for you!" Felix yelled, now his face slightly cracking from all the anger and frustration.

"And you are?! That human that you speak so disdainfully of is a thousand times better than you! Hell, anyone is better than the two of you!" I yelled back at both of them, not backing away from the argument at all.

"(Y/N)! You'll stop seeing him, and that's final! You are our mate, and you will do as we say!" Demetri chimed in on the argument, supporting his friend's side.

"Honestly, Demetri, tell me if anything good came out from being mated to the two of you. Just one thing! Don't bother. You won't find anything, 'cause nothing good came out of it! You made me a predator. You made me a killer, a monster! Something dangerous and vicious and…!" I was at a loss for words. The anger was getting the best out of me, and I couldn't think straight, even with my vampire brain. I was filled with anger and hatred, and I couldn’t believe these two actually played innocent.

"Save your words, (Y/N). We didn't make you. YOU became the monster, the very thing you seem to hate. You became the 'vicious killer' you talk about. We gave you a new chance in life. We gave you power and a new self." Felix was trying to find excuses for both of them, but it didn't work on me. Not anymore.

"You gave me nothing! You made me into what I am for your own selfish reasons! I was just fine before I met you! I didn't need power or a new self! I was happy with who I was! You made me who I am! You forced me to run away from my family, from my home, because I couldn't hurt them! I couldn't do to them what you did to me! The least you can do is let me live my life the way I want to!"

"That's not possible, (Y/N). We will stay here until you are done with your job. And then, you will come with us back to Volterra. No more 'working'. No more 'sneaking out'. No more 'fun' and, certainly, no more people you get to sleep with!" Demetri's face was as cold and emotionless as Felix's, but his jaw was clenched, and there were clear hints of jealousy and anger on his face, even though he seemed calmer than his fellow guard.

Both of them were looking at me as if they were the parents, trying to discipline me, their disobedient child. But they were not my parents, and I was not their child. And I didn't owe them anything. I didn't have to do as they say; I didn't have to follow them anywhere.

Because, after all these years of being 'damned' into living like this, I finally felt alive and loved and appreciated. And I didn't want to lose that. Not for the power, or the money, or the two mates I was 'cursed' with. I didn't choose this life, and I didn't have to live like this anymore.

“Okay, I will, once I’m done with here.” I calmly said, knowing that I was clearly lying to them. There was no way I would follow them anywhere. “Can you please let me go now? I have to go back to work.”

“Of course, my little baby.” Demetri let go of me, turning my face around to plant an aggressive kiss on my lips. Then, it was Felix’s turn to turn me around and kiss me aggressively.

Everything these two did was aggressive. They were not romantic; they were possessive. And the mate bond intensified this side of them. It was never about true love with them. The mate bond for them meant that I belonged to them, and they could do anything they wanted with me.

The mate bond was bullshit - it didn’t work for me, and it seemed that it didn’t work for Edward or Jasper either. While it was meant to signify your forever love to someone, it seemed to be anything but that. It seemed more as if it was a made-up notion to keep people who did not have anything in common together, even if it meant that they would be miserable with each other.

In my first years after Demetri and Felix turned me, I tried to accept the bond and their psycho behavior as normal - that everything they did was because they loved me. Then, I spent my years doubting their feelings and trying to find a reason why they acted like that. When I had enough, I just tried to tolerate them until I found a way out of there. I knew that they must have known where I was, but they never tried to look out for me, until now. And I still wondered why now? What made them search for me now, and not all these years?

The answer was quite simple though. Their ego. It was quite obvious. I had never been particularly happy with the two of them or with anyone else for the matter. I was happy now, and they had to ruin it for me. If I couldn’t be happy with them, I wouldn’t be happy at all, right? But I was fed up with them trying to ruin the one good thing I found in this life.

I was also scared for M., worried that the two vampires would go after him, and I could not put his life in danger like this. I knew what I had to do. In a moment of total spontaneity, without thinking about it, I called my manager and declared my resignment, telling her that they wouldn’t have to pay me, but I had to leave now for an important family issue, and that I didn't know when or if I would come back.

I drove faster than I had ever driven before to reach my apartment, packing my stuff within seconds. I contacted the owner to let her know that I would transfer the remaining amount of money from our contract to her bank account, and I just left, with no further explanation to anyone. I needed to get as far away from there as I could, to draw the attention away from M. I preferred the two guards coming after me than him.

I stepped on my gas, not thinking about my destination; I would just continue driving until I felt like it was okay for me to stop, even if that meant I’d never stop driving. Though I knew I now had a target on my back, I knew how to fight and survive, and I wanted the same for M., so I was willing to make that small sacrifice for him. I gave him no explanation as to why I left, but maybe that was for the best; it was for his own good.

Knowing M. was no longer targeted, I felt more relaxed now, and I knew that I could now deal with the guards on my own. I felt a wave of confidence and power wash over me, knowing that I left no responsibilities behind. I did not even flinch when my phone vibrated, indicating that I had received a message.

Without taking my eyes off the road, I reached my hand out to grab it from my purse on the passenger’s seat. I unlocked it and looked at the message. I smirked at the context, throwing the device in the backseat. Overflown with my newly-found confidence, I continued driving away to my unknown destination, not giving a care about the world around me. As I was driving into the night, I was lifting the weight off of me, setting myself free.

The message wrote: “Don’t ever think this is over, (Y/N). There is no point in running away because you know that we will find you eventually.”

We’ll see about that, dear Felix. We will see.