Fanfiction Twilight Crossover Novels & Stories

A nurse’s voice floated closer, talking about scans and transfers and adding, “Your private room is ready.” Blake glanced toward the door, then back at me. “You should get back into bed,” he said. “So they can transfer you. You only just came back. You need rest.” Came back. He wasn’t wrong. I squared my shoulders, lifted my chin, and gave my reflection one last look. Fawn Jones was dead. The universe had made that very clear. Cassandra Huntington, though? She was apparently alive—and I was wearing her skin. I heard the Twilight Zone theme play in my head.

Lyrita shrugged, “This is normally Darius’s playground so you must have really pissed off Draven so bad for him to be here.” I frowned, “Playground? What do you mean?” “A few days ago Draven was here and wouldn't stop moaning your name despite everything his brother did to make him stop mentioning your name,” Lyrita replied, winking at me. Then she leaned toward me and sniffed, asking in a low voice, “You aren't his mate, how did he get so addicted to you? Tell me your secret, how did the twins fall for you?” I almost laughed out loud at her words. They did not fall for me else I wouldn't be here dreading whatever they had planned for me.

"Look Ace, I really appreciate your kindness alot,I mean you're one hell of a friend you're nice and all,but I and Sebastian can't be a thing,you know that,he won't accept me and I wouldn't either" "I can't tell Adia,but I just feel you guys are made for each other,I feel this is Sebastian second chance in falling in love an…." Arion stopped in his tracks as he could feel Adia was already feeling uncomfortable. One thing about twilight vampires was that they all had their own special gifts and Ace's gift was to see the future,he could fore tell what is gonna happen in the future and he already knows that Adia and Sebastian are gonna fall for each other and have their child.

" He does it at once, pulling over to the sidewalk. I stagger out, gasping great breaths of air. Dylan follows me. He tries to reach out to me, but I jerk away from him. He turned into a wolf. He ripped a man's throat out. I'm not particularly unhappy about the death of a rapist, It's the Dylan-turning-into-a-wolf part that has terror leaping in my throat. Stay away from me!" "Kenzy, it's me. You know I'd never hurt you," I do know that, but that doesn't mean I'm not seriously freaked out. "Hannah."

I asked. "Well, tell me what they are about?" Hector replied as he stood up and grabbed one of the books off the nightstand. "What about this one?" he asked, holding up Alec, the Lycan King, who was my ultimate love. I took a breath as my face flushed before I began explaining the book as quickly as possible. "Umm, it's basically 50 Shades of Gray meets Twilight," I sighed as I shrugged my shoulders. Hector looked at me perplexed; it was obvious that he was not understanding what I was saying.

Fuck. Hayley’s hands form a ring around my body, and when she moans into the kiss, I nibble at her lips, trailing all the way down her neck. Whatever threshold for self control I have cracks, and my fingers are already undoing her knotted ponytail… Then the scent hits me. A familiar sickening scent of blood and earth. It's here. Fear crawls down my spine as I pull away from the kiss. The shadowy lycan is here.

I remain for a few seconds, gobsmacked, staring into the dark. If I quickly recap: I live with vampires and I'm flirting rather seriously one of them. My best girlfriend is a witch, I too for that matter. A strange owl seems to want my company and now a huge wolf is wanting it too! It might even be a "werewolf"! Ok... It'll just take me ten years of psychoanalysis to get over it all! Although, if I tell a psychiatrist about it, he'd probably send me to the loony bin on the spot. Some rustling among the trees alerts me. I don't move. A shadow passes before my eyes, and I hear an exasperating but very familiar voice which makes me sigh with relief.

Elowen’s POV – Twilight Whispers That evening, as the last vestiges of daylight faded into the soft embrace of twilight, the academy’s grounds transformed into a quiet sanctuary. I found myself wandering along a secluded stone path leading to a hidden courtyard, a place that had once been filled with echoes of our past conflicts and now promised a fragile new beginning. The gentle hum of evening stirred in the air—a murmur of crickets, the soft rustle of leaves—and all around, the academy seemed to exhale, releasing the weight of the day.

Who are you hating, Slo or Dex? ‘Damn it, Al, don’t call them that.’ I was reading ‘Red for Demons and Danger: A Researched Study on Why Demon’s History must never be Forgotten’ while Jade was on ‘The Fundamental Understanding of Twilight’. Just when I sneaked a look at her, I saw that her eyebrows were raised and she was batting her eyelashes… Jade had found something.

Heath took the alleyway between the Surf N Ski shop and a boutique hairdresser that had been closed for almost thirty years after the owner had abandoned his apartment and shop in order to pursue a career on stage, where the carpark was walled in from the properties around them, and saw Aislen, distinct with her cloud of wild, dark hair standing with two vampires and a man who was vaguely familiar. Rhett shifted in motion, stumbling as he adjusted his balance from four to two legs and throwing his arms around Aislen as the naked forms of Cameron and Heath wrapped around him, and then Talen embraced them all. He felt as if a current passed through him, and a flash of awareness of the bond tha