Carver Cafe Twilight の小説・ストーリー

The streetlight started to cast light down, as darkness swept in. “Which one did you bet on?” I look over my shoulder and upward at Hunter. “The one on the end. If he wins then we split the cash.``” He pointed down the line at an all-black car. I didn’t know much about cars, so I had no clue as to what it was, but it did look nice. It felt so odd standing here and experiencing this in real life, I had seen this kind of thing in movies now here I was. I step backward and my back hits Hunter's chest and he wraps his arms around me as I shiver still from the cold wind rushing past the two of us.

Late the next afternoon, I lay by the side of the indoor pool, basking in the warm glow that came from a night filled with amazing sex. One of the reasons I'd chosen the Dark Tower was their subterranean "grotto" with a pool, several small hot tubs and two bars all in a great facsimile of a natural cave. I saw a few other vamps among those lounging around, along with the occasional shifter or other immortal and a number of humans. Even the staff was mixed, which meant that if any of the furry or fanged patrons got out of line, there'd be someone who could deal with them. I kept hoping for a glimpse of Ty, but I hadn't seen him since he'd left my room with a smile and a kiss shortly before da

I announced to them while we continued searching. We searched until we were tired of searching and the sun was already high up in the hair. I saw the chief warrior of the pack walking over to me and he bowed slightly before me. "What is it?" I shot a deadly form at him. "The warriors, they need to find something to drink." He said to me. My face twisted with hate and anger. They were such weaklings. I shot a stare at the tired warriors and back at him. "There is a stream a few walks away, we should go for that," I announced and we began to walk to the stream.

Once I was done, I put on my comfiest clothes and went out, I went toward the kitchen, I was starving, so I looked for food but the kitchen was mostly empty, I wasn't lying to Hunter, what if I needed food for real? I managed to get myself a meal for now and went to the living room, I flipped through the channels trying to find something to watch, anything really, I found that they had an old movie running, there were some kind of rumours around that movie that says it's a movie from before the war, that this was a really, really old one, but it was one of my most favourite movies ever, it's called Twilight, it's about a vampire who falls in love with a human, there must be a part missing ma

The old Chevy pickup rumbled to life, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as he headed toward Aqua's house. The drive to her place was a blur, his mind racing with thoughts of what he would say. When he finally pulled up to her house, he parked the truck and leaned against it, waiting. The morning sun cast a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. At 6'3", with his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, Damon was the epitome of physical perfection. His athletic frame exuded both strength and grace, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

He said. “What do I say?” I asked. “Just some gibberish about killing all the vampires.” He said. “Yeah. That sounds about right.” I said. I sat up and got out of bed to go to the bathroom. When I came back out I made a coffee and I started repacking my bag again. We needed to hit the road very shortly. I looked outside and saw that the sun was just coming up and I mind linked the warriors, telling them that we were leaving in 10 minutes so they better be ready.

Waitstaff in suits and bow ties wheeled out a towering birthday cake, over six feet tall. “Time to cut the cake!” Amid the noise and excitement, someone placed a cake knife in Tara’s hand. Leo wrapped an arm around her, his hand guiding hers. Leaning close to her ear, he whispered, “Let’s cut it together.” They moved toward the cake, and just as the knife sliced through it— “Am I late?” A tall figure appeared in the doorway. Leo froze, his hand still holding Tara’s. His expression shifted abruptly, his eyes darkening.

"Get lost! Don't stand in our way of courting Ms. Jane!" Andre couldn't say a word in his defense. Overcome with rage, he fainted on the spot. Dad was enraged when he finally learned the truth from me. From then on, he began to target and attack the Twilight pack. The Twilight pack was hanging on a thread. After Dad retaliated against them, they finally faced their downfall. Losing their homes, they lived like nomads and became social outcasts. Callie had intended to marry Easton only because of the wealth of the Twilight pack. Even after learning that Andre had assumed Easton's identity, she did not care about the truth as long as she could live comfortably.

Everyone would see him arriving with me. Mr. Hayes pulled the sleek black car right up to the main entrance, past the usual drop-off zone. It was a conspicuous, showy stop. Caden opened his door and stepped out, then calmly walked around to my side and opened my door for me. He offered me his hand, a silent command. My mind screamed at me not to take it, not to let him parade me like this, but his eyes were on me, cold and unyielding. And I saw students turning, looking, whispering.

Raven walked out of the packhouse and saw Carter’s pickup truck parked in front. "Come on, man," Carter called, honking at him. Raven shook his head and got into the passenger seat. "The usual?" As he closed the door, Raven posed the question. Carter nodded and grinned as he started the car. He drove into the forest and stopped by the large tree where the fireflies gathered. Carter parked the car and grabbed the beers. Raven got out and jumped into the truck's back. Carter did the same and handed him a beer. They sat quietly, watching the fireflies.