Alice Twilight Novels & Stories

He looks at me and obeys. “Alicia, I will ask you one last time to step aside,” I say. “Who do you think you are ordering around, Ivy? I’m a member of the entourage for the Luna of Silver Claw. By the way, the Luna is not you, it hasn’t been for a very long time.” “The one who shares the bed with the Alpha is Tiffany. You best learn to accept that and respect that.” Alicia smiles as if she’s gained a point, a jab that will hurt me in some way.

I watched carefully to see if I could see a change in anyone. “So that means he is half white witch?” An older woman asked. “That is correct. So either the spell was redirected which I doubt or someone here is masking themselves, so I must ask. Who here fell in love with an alpha wolf?” I asked. Only two people froze in their spots and I wasn’t the only one to notice. “Everyone but Natalie and Olivia please leave.” I said looking between the two women. Now this is something I did not expect at all. I crossed my arms over my chest. “Who wants to speak first but I am warning you now if I find out that either of you walked out of his life I will personally and harshly kick your ass.” I stated l

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

Within seconds, the scared vampire becomes vicious and insane. I see the part where they had just captured Alpha Tate. He keeps fighting back, but they are weakening him with wolf bane and tasers. “Why are they really doing all this?” I ask loudly, knowing that we don’t know the answer. This is ridiculous. “They are looking for one blood type. Your blood.” Alpha Tate comes out of nowhere, standing in the kitchen doorway. He’s looking a little better than before. And what he just said, he’s referring to me.

said Swift Mustang, Twilight & Bronyium looked at the them “Quiet Lily, Astral Mist, Ivory Wings, Lunar Scar, Swift Mustang & Shadow Star… the Disabled Six proud and strong” said Bronyium “is Dashie okay…” I said, Swift and the others, Bronyium & Twilight turned around and saw me walking with the help of Azerix, Aezaith & Phageomora “Firefly are you okay?” Twilight asked “I am just got help from Azerix, Aezaith & Phageomora.” I said.

making me want to rip her to bits. “I'm certain none of you here have what it takes to end a life, so I had better be on my way.” Everyone was silent. “Hello," the agent exclaimed. “Let us not waste any time, get your fucking voodoo bullshit off me.” Evelyn went closer to her. “You must think we are stupid, don't you?” The agent shrugged one shoulder. “You might not like the answer to that.” “Well, let me introduce myself to you. . . properly.” Evelyn voiced, enunciating every word. “I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.”

Moving close, I slide my hand across her silken cheek and look into her silver eyes, “Lana?” She nods shakily, “I…I’m Lana…but I’m also Apolliana…I can feel…it hurts. I feel… I feel human…” she gasps as she clutches her chest, her face growing paler. “Lucifer…” she cries out, clinging tightly to my chest. Murmuring comforting words, I kiss her temple and hold her tight. “What do we do?” she mutters grimly. “I’ve destroyed the world.” Bree rises behind her sister and enfolds her in her arms, “It’s alright, Lana. At least we’ll go together,” she cries tearfully as she holds her sister close.

my mother questioned, hopeful. I swear I saw some color return to her face at the news. “Yes. I found her. She’s at that camp,” I nodded. “Tell me about her,” my mother pleaded. “She’s newly shifted. She was an orphan, so she grew up without a pack or even aware of her werewolf heritage raised by humans. Her name is Aurelia, and she’s gorgeous with long fiery red hair, deep emerald green eyes, and of course, she’s tall. She’s brilliant, and she’s even skipped grades. She has a temper, but she’s also very compassionate,” I said, trying to give her as much detail as I could.

The walls trembled as if the island itself had grown weary of holding so much hatred and darkness within its bounds. Serena stood at the center of it all, glowing with a light not born of this world. Her wolf, Nene, had fully awakened within her—feral and majestic, divine and merciless. Power pulsed from her body in waves, like a second heartbeat, loud and resonating. Her white hair whipped around her like a stormcloud, her silver eyes lit with blinding resolve.

” “What happened to the child?” The man turned us around to see a little boy and girl playing with sticks on the pavement, wielding them like swords. “Beatrice had no longer practiced witchcraft when she settled in England. A war broke out, and feeling as if she could no longer protect her child, she sent the girl onto a ship sailing back to America. The orphaned girl would be protected in California, where the witches and werewolves protected their home, even though what happened between Beatrice and Abraham caused a rift between them. And that’s how the orphaned girl, who was passed off as a werewolf, came to live in California, and made friends with the youngest son of the Young family. T