Benjamin Twilight Novels & Stories

began heading to the bathroom. "Aren't you forgetting to thank me? " he said. "For the tour I gave you or for allowing you to tag along to the Urban planning center on monday. " I said. "You have an answer for everything don't you? " he began. "I just fixed the light of this entire compound." he said. "Are you kidding me? " I said in disbelief. "Well, I told my dad the power supply has been cut off so he said he'll send some guys to come and restore it and he just did. " he said. "How thoughtful of him." I said then lifted my bucket to go. "I don't have a T. V. in my room. would you mind if I crash into your room to watch T. V tonight? " said Peter. "Well it's the least I can do since you h

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

"Remember, if you don't know what to say, use your Venmo to do the talking. If not, Ms. Frost might quit the group. I had tried very hard to convince Ms. Frost to give you a chance. "Also, Ms. Frost and my seniors might have seen a few things that aren't very pleasant to the ear. It's all because Victoria is too talented. "They've never met you before, nor do they understand your charm. Oh, there's someone nicknamed The Beauty. That's my mentor, Ms. Frost." A few days ago, Benjamin had asked Yves for Wendy's contact number. He was ready to go into dangerous territory. Wendy was successful with her task. Benjamin agreed as he felt his mood improve.

Sienna: The morning light streamed softly through the window, casting a golden hue across the bedroom. I lay nestled beneath the blankets, Damon's arm lazily draped over my waist, his chest rising and falling in steady rhythm against my back. For a moment, there was peace. He shifted behind me, and I turned slowly to face him. “You’re awake,” I whispered, brushing a strand of his dark hair from his forehead. “I thought that you would be asleep.” “I was enjoying the peace,” he murmured, voice thick with sleep. “But I think it’s safer to say you’re the reason I’m enjoying it. With your chest rising and falling, your gentle breaths that are little pout on your lips.”

Then, with a teasing lilt, he added, “But if you get there safely, make sure to send me a detailed report on how you avoided all disasters along the way.” “Goodbye, Ryan,” I said, still chuckling as I ended the call before he could drag me into another ridiculous scenario. The next minute, another number flashed on my screen—a familiar one. Benjamin. My stomach twisted as I answered. “Hello?” “Olivia. It’s me, Benjamin.” “Oh, Ben. How’re you doing?” I asked, surprised to hear from him. “Well, knowing you’re doing well and that I’m following you to the Trench Bar makes me feel fine.”

My parents and Suzy had somehow made their way to me without my noticing. Tears kept streaming down Mom's face. She reached out to hug me but hesitated, her hand hovering in midair. "Chris—" I looked at her, then at Dad, who was standing beside her with reddened eyes. I looked at Suzy, whose face was filled with guilt. My thoughts were still a tangled mess. Just then, Benjamin walked over as well. He had taken off the crown and changed into ordinary clothes. He looked at me apologetically. "Christopher, I'm sorry. My name is Benjamin Smith. My mom was the planner for this party. Your parents came to us and said that they wanted to give you a special birthday surprise, so I agreed to help," h

she reluctantly agreed. They stepped up onto the porch, and Benjamin looked up at the hard geometric angles of the ornately carved crystalline light above them. "I don't like it," he said with obvious dismay. "Can't you change it?" she asked him. "Perhaps," he said with a smile. He muttered to himself softly. Then, with a grin, he touched his palm to his chin and began to blow. Tiny sparks began to appear in his hand. They swirled and glowed with the soft light of newborn flames. They began to lift upwards, taking the form of a small whirlwind of colorful sparks of wondrous light. The flames went up, penetrating the maurium, and disappeared with a bright, momentary flash of light which left

Everyone else in the room was confused and looked at Benjamin. Then, a man jumped out and said, "Are you kidding, Cheryl? A blind man could see that Benjamin has strong feelings for you! How could you choose a ‘nobody’ over Benjamin!" Some in the room nodded. "Yeah, he’s right! Benjamin is a young director of Golden Light Group. He’s worth several billion dollars. Whoever marries him can live in peace for the rest of their lives. Who is this man next to you? He is so poorly dressed as if he works at a construction site. How is he worthy of a goddess like you!"

She sometimes believe that we were sisters in the past since we have so much in common which is so true, it's scary because we have literally everything in common and she's loves tarot card reading so believes in stuff that I don't even believe in but I guess that's what makes our friendship so strong. As months went by Lila, Allegra and I ended up befriending a set of twins, Brantley and Benjamin. Brantley and Benjamin looks so identical that one won't recognise the other besides me. Brantley has a dimple on the right side of his face aand Benjamin as a dimple on his left side of this face. Also Brantley is part of the football team and also a huge player, he probably slept with every girl

that he had been mumbling about. Benjamin turned his head. The chill in his eyes was enough to give anyone frostbite. "In all my life, I—Benjamin Zimmerman—have never been abandoned on the side of the road like that, and I even ended up in entertainment headlines to boot. "Tell me—how exactly do you plan to make it up to me?" Cheryl's fingertips were ice-cold as she held the phone. Benjamin, born with a silver spoon, valued his reputation more than anything. Even though he'd been at the center of plenty of gossip regarding his love life, this was the first time he'd been so humiliated.