Ancient Vampire Harry Potter Fanfiction Twilight Novels & Stories

“Padilla quoted me something like if I could dream at all. It wouldn’t be about you. I was stupid, and my mind went blank, but I tried to impress her. I said, Lao Tzu? She laughed at me like she really laughed at me, tears filling the corner of her eyes. That’s why I liked pissing her off.” I joined Kye in laughing. “Who said it?” “Edward fucking Cullen.” “Who’s that?” “A guy from Twilight.” “Twilight Zone?” Kye asked. “No. The Twilight Saga. I watched the entire series in one night. It was dumb and cringy but entertaining somehow. I mean, she died, came back to life so beautiful, and became a vampire.” “Okay.” I raised my hand. “We got it. So, you did that to Padilla?”

Meanwhile, he did not realize that his cellphone was ringing, and his wife Nadia was calling him. “I love you,” The girl whisper in his ear that makes him smiled. “I love you more, Patrice.” The response to her. *** (The other woman's POV) “I miss you. I had no right to like you, but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look at what happened to you, you’re endeavoring to seduce a vampire.” From the book Twilight, written by S. Meyer. If Bella did fall for a vampire like Edward Cullen, I in turn as a BS Culinary graduate and from a religious family fell for a married man.

“But I guess we can try to get to know each other a little better-” Before I could finish, he yanked me into his arms. My eyes widened and my face grew hot. I let out a small whimper, which made him loosen his arms around me and I pulled slightly away to look at him. His normally cheerful hazel eyes had changed their color to a darker shade. I gulped. “I said t-try knowing each other first!” I cried out in alarm. My hands flew to his chest to push him away but it was futile. Damn pureblooded vampires!

Twilight wasn’t supposed to have two wolves, but I thought it would be cool, so I added that. 6. Twilight and Trey were supposed to sleep together a few times after the heat. 7. At some point, I changed my mind about fact 6 and then decided they’d only sleep together ONCE, which was when she went into heat. 8. I then again changed my mind about fact 7 and decided they’d hook up a few times, BUT she’d never take him back or have feelings for him. She would’ve agreed to reject him and then discovered she was pregnant with child number two. (How do I come up with this stuff), but I thought against it

He acted like he was the right hand of a king or something. I followed behind Susie as she took us toward a door and into a hallway. I instantly fell against the wall, nearly collapsing. I felt my legs go weak and my head was absolutely dizzy. Sunflowers, hmmmm. Fuck it was intoxicating. Axel began howling, jumping and demanding to shift. I wasn’t sure I could win against him. MATE! This concludes The Ancient Vampire and His She-Wolf, follow along in the series and continue with book three up next, the Warriors Demon Mate which is Tyson's story!

“This is a nightmare. A nightmare with silverware.” “It’s not a nightmare. It’s just a dinner.” “A dinner where I’m going to make a fool of myself in front of billionaires.” I held her shoulders, turning her to face me. “You’re not going to make a fool of yourself.” I said, and my voice was more serious now. “You are the most magnetic woman I’ve ever met. Literally. You have the blood of ancient huntresses running through your veins. You made a thousand-year-old incubus kneel for you.”

The glass swirled, deep indigo and silver mist. An unfamiliar room appeared. Common cotton sheets tangled beneath Lyra, raven hair splayed across the pillows. Veyron stood beside her. Vespera’s fingers tightened around the edge of the pedestal, nails biting into the smooth stone. He took her with him! A twin surge of jealousy and dark delight sparked through her as she watched her warhound straddle the little mouse, claiming her space, the hunger in his eyes undeniable. She exhaled slowly, eyes gleaming. He shouldn’t have brought her. But in the end, it wouldn’t matter.

I haven't seen her in what feels like forever, and after learning time stood still inside the vampire castle, I wonder how much time has indeed passed since the last time I saw my best friend's smiling face. Without hesitation, I draw blood from my lower lip and place my hands on the injured animal's neck. It's barely breathing, and I lower my head with closed eyes, kissing its muzzle as blood drip onto its dark lips. The werewolf twitches in its unconscious state as the magic within my blood starts healing its wounds. "You will be fine," I whisper and smile softly as the werewolf opens its hesitant eyes. The pupils dilate and darken to the point of no return, but the animal isn't looking at

I say, trying to pull my arm. His eyes were darker and scarier, as if doubling in size. My heart was racing, feeling like it would jump out of my chest. "You smell different; you must be an envoy of the Vampire King! I'll end this now!" His threatening tone sends shivers down my spine.

"Azazel tried to wake up the ancients for years. But he failed many times. Last time, when Victoria was offered, he tried a different ritual. The blood of Victoria, offered in sacrifice, stirred the slumbering power but fell short of rousing the ancient from its deep sleep. "Her blood agitated the ancient but couldn't wake him up. All the while, they kept feeding some vampires and their blood. But one day, suddenly, a werewolf was offered to that ancient. There was a movement. From then on, few werewolves and vampires were being offered."