Esme Twilight Novels & Stories

He spits the words out as he pushed through the bathroom door, holding his knuckles wrapped in a washcloth. “Why are you so fucking pissy— holy fuck! What did you do?” Elijah’s eyes widen as he sees the once white washcloth covered, in bright red blood. Kol's eyes snap from his hand to Elijah's face. “I’m in the mood to hit shit, keep asking dumb fucking questions and it’ll be you instead of the mirror.” He flashes him a fake smile—he could feel his rage and his wolf trying to force its way to the surface, to be one in control of his soul and body. The weak remedy of the canyon moon wolfbane works to keep him from beasting out while it's in his system.

It was like they were being doused in gasoline every time they claimed each other. Now Mateo was back, along with Celia and Jaime. Julie and Santino had just returned. As the bonfire began to blaze in the middle of the beach and the wine glasses slowly emptied, another speedboat arrived at the dock. The resort lights hit the silhouette of a woman stepping off the boat—wearing an emerald maxi dress, large earrings, and carrying a designer tote. Isabella. Ainara and Andres exchanged looks. Celia was slightly surprised but quickly smiled as the hostess.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

Wooden posts, ropes, obstacles and people mostly my age or younger, running, climbing, fighting. A girl with short black hair saw Dorian and ran over, breathing hard, her face flushed from exercise. "Dorian! You never come down here. What's the occasion?" Her eyes landed on me, and I saw recognition flash across her face. "Oh. You're Esme, the sister everyone's talking about." "Maya," she said, grinning. She had a gap between her front teeth that made her smile look friendly and real. "Don't look so scared we don't bite. Well, some of us do, but only during full moons."

That brut still had his hands on my mate! Esme made contact with me the fear in her eyes depleted. She knew it was me. She elbowed her attacker and shoved him several feet. Blood dripped from her forehead and mouth. Instead of running to my side, Esme called her wolf, her clothes tore as her wolf came from deep within her. She cried out as her bones shifted and she became a majestic gamma wolf. “Come to me mate,” I said through the link. She locked eyes with me and darted into the river.

It seem, the day Esmia brought back to her senses, her entire body was filled of fluids from sweating after having a dreadful nightmare. Her daze was staring blankly at the ceiling while she started moving out of her bed, her eyes was filler with dark circles of shockness and numbness from a person who wake out of a nightmare. Then suddenly she looked at the windows curtain, she walks straight to her closed curtain and she immediately opened them widely as a sunset rise through her very eyes while looking at the blue sky filled with harmony and peace. Esmia glances at the faithful event on her palace, and then she heard a flickering sound of happy birds, after that the glorious morning was l

Tessa’s POV “Sorry, I’m late,” Esme said as she rushed into the living room. “I hope I didn’t miss anything. I was just cleaning up the neighboring town and making sure nobody remembered anything.” “You are right on time,” Emmet said, giving her an affectionate smile. I didn’t miss the fact that Esme was blushing from his words. I raised my brows at her and her eyes widened at my expression. I wanted to ask her questions about her relationship with the witch doctor, but I knew now was not a good time.

No wonder Liberty was so bloody frustrated with her, it’s maddening. “Esme, I swear to the goddess, either spit it out or keep it shut. What do we need to know?” I tried to show some restraint, but the growl came up anyway. I look down at Liberty, she is smiling, actually smiling in her sleep. I would do anything to protect her, her and our pup, no matter what Doc Wood has to say. “Twins run in the family.” Esme smirks in our direction, spins on her heel and hastily exists stage right.

Ron rolled his eyes in annoyance but stepped away. "Baby, how do I look?" I heard Esme asking Zav in a sickly sweet voice. I peeked over Ron's shoulder to see them. Esme was wearing a blue mid-thigh tight dress with lace up sides. The neckline was quite deep and teh side of her g-string was glaringly visible from the lace. The dress was quite revealing and yet she managed to pull it off with class. They both were twinning just like us. "Sexy like always," Zav circled his one arm around her waist and pulled her to his front. The corner of his lips were lifted into a sexy smirk as he sized her up.

but damn! I've rolled onto my side, groaning when a familiar face appears in front of mine. There is a faint glow around her head, like sunlight filtered through tree leaves. Her silver hair is filthy and knotted and her face is covered in dirt. But there is no mistaking the brilliant blue eyes of Esme the Witch. I've never been so happy to see a Witch. "That was the dumbest thing I've ever seen," she says, "You two walked right into the most unoriginal trap ever."