Books Like Twilight Saga Novels & Stories

After the boys had left my room, I went through my bag and pulled out my favorite book, Night Flame, by Catherine Hart. I sat back in my chair by the window, prepared to spend the rest of the afternoon reading when a shiver ran down my spine. I jumped out of my seat and spun around to see a pair of yellow eyes glowing in the corner of the room. As those eyes drew closer to me, I realized that it was Simon, the fae that came to warn me the other day.

He replies me and says, “Hmmm, young adult romance, and a book series. I think I know the perfect book for you.” He takes my hand and leads me to another part of the library and we finally stop in front of a book shelf. He runs his hand over the books until he stops over a book with a blue cover. He pulls it out and hands it to me, the title of the book is Twisted Love by Ana Huang. I look up at him and I tell him, “I have read this book already, I was not able to read the rest of the books in the series though. Are they here?”

Seeing the stack of books piled up high on top of the table I knew I had found the right table. “Alec, I think we should go look in the kitchen. No one is back here.” Savenia said. “That my dear is where you are drastically wrong.” Once we reached the back table I watched as Savenia looked at several of the titles of the books piled on top. “History of the Werewolves. Psychology of the Paranormal. Ancient Greek Mythology. Witches and their Divine Power. Fae and the Woodland Creatures. The History of Dracula and the Vampire Methodology. Werebears and Shifters of all Kinds. Whoaaa. Those are some serious titles. I wonder who checked all these books, then lifted them here.” Savenia said.

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.

But for some peculiar reason, Sarah Poleman, a seventeen-year-old brunette, and his boyfriend—Charlie Mantial, find it less disturbing to jump over the laid out rules and ran within the path vociferously, stomping hardly on the wetted moss and letting the whip-cracking branches of blackberry trees slap their faces as they continued sprinting like some kids released on a playground. The whole circular forest had been cast by the pitch darkness of the night and the flashlight that served as their guide to get through the path didn't lessen the pure blindness. Sarah didn't seem to mind the foreboding danger around them, though. It thrilled her even. Seeing herself alone at the center of the for

I also made a list of things I would need in the hospital and browsed online stores selling clothes and accessories for newborns. Of course, I also wrote to Oliver to try to gather as much information as possible about vampire babies, because I realized that I did not carry an ordinary baby in my womb. Who knows how much they had in common with normal newborns, did they have to drink blood, does this pregnancy endanger me in any way? I wasn't actually human, but a sorceress, a stronger creature protected by magic, but I still preferred to know something about a vampire child anyway. However, I also had to take into account the fact that this child would be half like me, but fortunately I cou

Outside, the ward breathed, humming steady and hard and alive. At the edge of Silverveil’s woods, Ironclaw retreated with wounded pride and borrowed monsters. In the deeper dark, something old and hungry howled once, furious, and went quiet—blinded, blocked, shut out. Inside the salt circle, in a living room that smelled like blood and sage and love, Charlotte Hale blinked her star-spark eyes, sighed, and finally decided sleep was acceptable. Silverveil entered its after.

Raff starts. “I know. I should have told you last night or maybe this morning, but Rafferty Maellan Verdante Addams, you have no right to go through my things and read my spell book!” Willow shouts. Raff looks shocked at the accusation and a bit scared. “Woah there princess! No one went through your things or read your spell book. Just hear Raff out, then you can explain what your spell book has to do with you being more fae than we thought,” Aiden says, stepping to block Raff from her wrath if she unleashes it.

The spin-offs are all under 70k words, so they shouldn't take anywhere near as long to complete. The second half of the saga is the next generation books, and is called the Royal Shadow Series, with the first book being titled Shadow of an Alpha (cover and synopsis already available online), and I think you can guess who it's about. The Royal Shadow Series will consist of 9 books, and then the saga will be complete.

Tyr Snow swirls around Hawthorn Academy as I close my car door and step onto the street. The place looks abandoned, some of its stones blackened from fire and the windows dark, but I know better than to believe what I see. The Silver Hunters might hate anyone else who uses magic, but that's only because they're salty that they aren't innately good at it. They have no problem using spells to get what they want. Which makes them annoying but also useful to me.