Best Twilight Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

She hated herself for it. She jerked away, standing abruptly. “I’m tired. I should sleep,” she said quickly, avoiding his gaze. Ryan studied her for a moment longer before rising to his feet. “As you wish,” he said curtly. He turned and left without another word, the door clicking softly behind him. Claire sagged against the bed, her knees weak. She reached under the pillow and clutched the silver key tightly. Change the ending... Could she really do it? Could she rewrite her twisted fate?

She was his heart. “It could be arranged but you are the type of man who would destroy me. It’s better all round if you don’t know my face. The evidence of marriage however I will send you. Pen and paper never lies. That beautiful angel is a dark witch. She is a twilight child who knows how to spin her twilight dreams. I made her mine completely in the garden of shadows. We shared the secrets of the morning with each other.” “Are you finishing with your story?’ “Leave her alone.” The voice is suddenly aggressive.

I even added a love diagram on top of it. I threw the book on the ground as I sighed. I feel like I am going insane. I thought about tomorrow and I can't help but think of them watching the fireworks as they kiss passionately. They are even walking down the pathway of the night street as they hold hands. Oh God! I am insane. Insane or not, I need to stop them from going tomorrow and it's all because I know Hilary is a witch, that's all. I have a long nose right now.

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.

He lightly chuckled brushing off my totally immature comment. "Anyway. I was going to say we should go out today, treat my little sister to some shopping? I promise I won't complain about how annoyingly long you take one deciding on different clothes that literally all look the same to me, and then later we can get dinner at Nobu since it's your favourite" I get what he was trying to do, brush of what happened last night and pretend nothing had happened. However, although I wanted the same, it was a little difficult doing so when you knew your older brother was lying to you alongside your boyfriend.

“I guess that comes with the awe of being little. Although far too often we grow up to forget the simple things." "Twilight is a separate world from ours. It is a time of beauty and wonder, and yet it is a time of death and rebirth. It's an endless cycle ever flowing and leading us into tomorrow," he said stepping closer to her and moving her blonde hair from her deep blue eyes. “Tell me about your dad?”

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.

EDINA POV It’s hard to tell when it’s day or night in the Twilight Court—always hovering somewhere in between, caught in that breathless moment before the sun tips too far or the stars take full command. But when the air cools just enough to sink into your bones and the wind whispers like it’s trying not to wake something—that’s how you know it’s evening. I shift in the satin sheets, stretching slowly. A weight anchors me. Rhaenan’s arm draped across my waist.

Looking around, Twilight makes sure that the area was clear. He then takes out a wooden baton from his pack. He pokes the prowler’s body. No regenerative or ressurective abilities. That’s good. Once sure that the prowler was dead, Twilight takes out the journal once more. He writes down important information on the prowler’s page. I can classify this creature as a low-tier servant… But I didn’t have much time to view it. The hunter accidentally killed it after all. Twilight hears another roar in the distance.

i rammed into her a few more times to send me over the edge in an overwhelming orgasm moments after i pulled out and used my hand to keep up with my climax. my last thrust in my hand ended with a hoarse groan and pulling away from octavia who’s thighs were covered in my seed. octavia was livid. blink. i blink and now i’m looking up at the moon and i wonder if there was a moon wherever my lara daisy-jane was in the universe. i miss you, lara daisy-jane michaelson. and i blink.