Carmen Twilight Novels & Stories

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

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

At Raven's subtle gesture, Rein and Calder collapsed at our feet. I called forth my enchanted sword, gently resting its blade against Rein's throat. "The world may fear us sisters, but there are those who hold us dear: the High King of Heaven, the Whispering Witch, the Pomegranate Moon Witch...and Kael and Raven. Their presence keeps hope alive, holding back the tide of chaos. "However, as for you, you're about to wade through your very own maelstrom of chaos." Together, Serena and I unleashed our power, driving them both to the edge of death.

The last she remembered she fainted in the woods when she was with Damon . " Thankgod you wake up ." came a voice from the door on the right .Cynthia's vision was still blurry but as the person who said came closer Cynthia recognized her .It was Damon . " How are you feeling ?" damon asked getting nearer . " I ....I am ok ." Cynthia stuttered staring at Damon with fear . She was scared what is going to happen if Damon knows what she is , this might ruin their friendship .Cynthia didn't want to loose Damon but what was she going to do ?How long would she be able to hde her identity .It was Cynthia's 14th birthday and the next full moon , the bloody moon wasn't far from now .They had to figure

Caitlin Paine sped down the West Side Highway, determined to reach the Cloisters before they closed. Her mind spun, as she reflected on all the troubles that were besieging Scarlet—troubles that no teenager should have. Scarlet was changing, Caitlin was sure of it. She was no mere human anymore, and each day, she was getting worse. Caitlin sensed that she was becoming what she, Caitlin, had once been herself: a vampire.

My mind was already racing with all the possibilities—pale, bloodthirsty creatures lurking in the shadows, waiting for an unsuspecting snack. Caleb laughed, a rich, warm sound that somehow made me feel like I’d just said the most ridiculous thing imaginable. “Relax,” he said, shaking his head. “There aren’t any around here. And do you want to know why? Because the one thing Twilight actually got right is that they love cold, wet places with minimal sunlight. Basically, the Pacific Northwest, not…sunny Maine.” I exhaled a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding, rolling my eyes at the way he brushed it off like it was nothing.

“You do not need to worry about it, Miss. Master Willow sent Twilight Crow. No one can track down Twilight Crow at night. No one will find out that he snuck into the Willow house. “Twilight Crow also brings an important message that must be personally conveyed to you, Miss. “Come with me and take a look.” Lyra, who Mother Roxanne closely accompanied, proceeded toward the hall as quickly as she could. At that moment, a woman shrouded in black with half her face tattooed with a crow totem sat in Lyra’s residence’s hall sipping tea. She was none other than Twilight Crow, a queen of the night. She was also an expert by Draken Willow’s side.

Trent leans forward from his chair and places the burning edge of his cigar on her shoulder but Carmela does not dare to move despite the searing of her skin as her cloth melts against it, she does not want to incur his wrath past a verbal extent. “Forgive me sir, I can still fix this,” Carmela replies in a monotonous tone. Her father does not care about emotions, only about results and as far as he is concerned, Carmela is failing him. “Do not be deceived by this tattoo on your neck,” Trent replies, yanking her dress from the shoulder down to reveal the mark of the phoenix on the joint of her neck and shoulder. “That thing is only a symbol and as long as Leila is alive, Tatum will always fe

She tilted her neck to allow him to get food from her and get her as he had done for all those decades, shedding silent tears that mixed with the waters of the waterfall, trying to wash their traces from her soul before her cheeks. And he did, he came back and acquiesced to her. Carmen is one of the shades of Hell that refuses to leave him, always dragging him into darkness and absorbing every light that tries to infiltrate his heart. He will not come until after he kills her, but he always finds something that prevents him from killing her, so he tries to drive her away, but she refuses to impose herself on him in any way. Carmen is the sea of ​​darkness that quenches its thirst with its po

Emily sprinted, her breath hitching, but the beast gained speed, its paws thundering against the permafrost. A sleek, black-lacquered carriage pulled up alongside her. The windows were tinted glass, etched with the sigil of the Carter High-Blood. The window slid down. Ryan, her twin, lounged in the velvet interior. Beside him sat Lucas Montgomery, looking bored, his silver eyes tracking the frost on the trees. "Missed the bus again, Em?" Ryan smirked. He looked like a god in his Academy furs, his Essence-Aura glowing a healthy, arrogant gold.