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Like a shadow carved out of darkness itself. Burning. Watching. My heart pounded, threatening to crack under the overbearing pressure. Then, he stepped forward. Slow. Deliberate. Silent. The light from the window shifted, catching on the edge of his impossibly handsome face, and for the first time, I saw it… one of the twins. The darker, quiet, and silent one of the two twins. His eyes glowed Deep, Smooth like death itself. My body refused to move. Paralyzed by sheer fear.

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 looked around at the alpha's face, he wasn't bothered or disturbed in fact, he looked pleased. Obviously, he wanted his son to be mated to someone like me. A wolfless she wolf. " I, Tia, daughter of the gamma of the Dawn pack accept your rejection to be your future Luna." " And fated mate." My mom whispers and I let out a breath." And fated mate." I finally said the words and his eyes changed. His wolf pulled forward, letting out a low furious growl. My body suddenly regained its normal temperature and I stepped back.

Did Tyler become a Twilight fan? “Yes, I am reading Twilight,” I lied. That was a white lie anyway. No need to worry about my moral compass. I was about to continue reading when he stalked towards me, reaching first for my hair and patting my head like a dog. “You should go to sleep.” “I’m still—“ “Now.” I heard him sighed, “Please. I don’t want my bed to be empty of your beauty.” I gripped the leather journal tightly behind my back, my sweat threatening to cover-up my lie. “Okay.”

Sharon stated. Carlo was Sharon’s boyfriend, and they lived together like a couple. Twilight couldn't go back to her old apartment—she knew he would find her. A knock interrupted their conversation. Sharon rose from the bed and went to open the door while Twilight shifted her focus back to her studies. “I need to see Twilight.” Twilight froze at the familiar deep voice. Oh God. “Twilight?” Sharon flashed her a teasing smile. “A handsome man is here looking for you.” Twilight bit her lip, taking a deep breath before standing and approaching the door.

As the clones got taken down, Twilight's fate of defeat had been decided. Twilight wanted to escape, but there was no way out. She had planned this for years, so how did she fail? Twilight couldn't understand. After a long silence, she decided to negotiate with Larissa. "Let me go, or don't blame me for disregarding old time's sake." Larissa felt baffled. "Did you consider old time's sake when you attacked Ambrose?"

With every stolen glance and tender touch, they discovered new layers of one another, forging an unbreakable bond that defied the boundaries of their existence. However, in the depths of their stolen moments, Damien, Celeste's ever-watchful twin brother, began to sense a change within her. His vampire senses heightened, his instincts honed to detect even the subtlest shifts in energy. The once vibrant sparkle in Celeste's eyes seemed clouded, replaced by a distant longing that piqued his suspicions.

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.

She let out a deep sigh and once again turned her head back to look out of the window. This girl is Nia Froth. She is the eldest daughter of Jayden Froth and Bella Froth, a couple living in North Bay with their three children- two daughters, and one son. Nia is twenty-three, followed by their son Darien Froth who is seventeen, and their younger daughter Kelli Froth who is fourteen. While Darien and Kelli are still in school, Nia is a graduate and owns a small restaurant in the city. Mr. Froth is an accountant and had been working with one of the oldest banks in the city while Mrs. Froth left her job years ago and became a homemaker.

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.