I lay on the leather couch with Dimitri Belikov, a Russian summer teen romance between two dhampirs, one thirteen and one twenty. Yes, I know it seems wrong, with the seven-year age gap, but we were just attracted to each other. It wasn't on purpose, it just sort of.........happened. Dimitri wraps his arm around my waist, pushing me closer to him while we watch and old, black-and-white movie. The brown knit blanket Mrs. Belikov made covers our lower bodies.
I flip over onto my other side and kiss him. His strong-gripped fingers run through my thick, tangled hair. All of a sudden, the door bursts open. Dimitri and I both jump. Rushing through the door frantically are my parents, Guardian Janine Hathaway and Moroi Ibrahim Mazur. "Rose! Rose! We need to leave, now!" My mom grabbed my arm and jerked me off the couch. "But I-" I start, then realize that this is serious. As I'm pulled away from Dimitri, his eyes seem to say, I love you, my Roza, I love you. While I'm pushed through the doorway, I manage to get one last glance at the Russian man I love. And my brain processes only one thought.
Will I ever see him again?
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Lost Love
FanfictionRosemarie Hathaway is a dhampir, and has sworn to protect her Moroi friend, Vasilisa Dragmoir with her life. But when a long lost lover comes back into her life, will she be abandon her duties to be with the one she loves? Or will she have to break...
