Fanfiction Twilight Crossover Novels & Stories

A smirk appears on his lips and his eye flashes silver, I invoke my claws and we attack as one, I lunge for Kieran, my claws aiming for his gut as Zayne goes for the throat we push him back, My eyes narrow as his eyes turn red once more, it’s all kinds of wrong, Zayne already mentioned it when he spoke of what the serum did to his father and the older Dark Woods enforcers, but hearing and seeing are two very different things. When we unleash the wolf half Selena merged with our mortal soul, our eyes take on the color of the moon, because she is who we draw power from. I wonder what his red eyes mean, bloodlust? I don’t let his red eyes deter or scare me, I don’t care if he drinks blood for b

If any of these subjects upset, trigger, distress or anger you then take this as a warning NOT TO CONTINUE READING. Also, this is a rewrite/combined book of a series I have posted on Dre*me. For those of you who have followed my work for a while, you might know the original book series, The Forced Series which follow Rose, Kane, Alexander and Raven Tavish. This is a rewrite and it will be different. I will be making a lot of changes and the biggest being this WON’T be four books. I have taken those four books and combined them into one long book here. So, please no comments about how this is stolen work or similar to another authors series. This is my original work and I am the original auth

“The Fae, we will seek asylum. We have too much Fae magic between us. They know something. Aurora, I don’t know how long it will be before I pass out, but we are heading to a beat-up green truck. It won’t stick out on the road. Can you drive? When you get there, you will see trees perfectly lining the bank, but then there is a spot where it looks like two are missing. That’s their door. You run and ask for help. If they will take me great, if not you go, and stay safe. You have faerie magic, and I was blessed by one of their gods. This is the only escape I can see.” “I’ll do it. But you are going with me. I’m not leaving you behind. We are one, Sawyer. I’m yours, and you are mine.” The final

Sarah's face tightens at my pointed question, and I can feel the uncomfortable silence stretching through the room. "You're asking the right questions," she says finally, her voice careful. "In most werewolf packs, yes, male heirs traditionally take precedence. But you're not just any heir, Tiffany. You're dual-bloodline, and that changes everything." "How convenient," I say, unable to keep the sarcasm from my voice. Through our bond, I feel Clint's mixture of pride and concern at my directness.

Melissa. My mind blurred the line. For a split second, I swear to God, I saw Melissa. Her face. Her eyes. The way she used to look at me when everything was still whole. I don’t know if it was the whiskey, the exhaustion, or just the ghosts clawing at me again, but I kissed her. And now the reality hit me like a freight train. Isabella wasn’t Melissa. And worse, she was betrothed to Dante. The name echoed in my mind, a cold premonition.

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For now, though, shе allowеd hеrsеlf to sink into thе blissful oblivion of his arms, surrеndеring to thе possibility that this timе, pеrhaps, thе cyclе of hеartbrеak could finally bе brokеn. Thе following morning, Emma awokе with a start, thе palе light of dawn filtеring through thе bеdroom curtains. For a disoriеnting momеnt, shе thought pеrhaps it had all bееn a drеam – thе еvеning spеnt curlеd up bеsidе Jamеs, thе hеatеd еxchangе of passionatе kissеs, thе way thеy had finally comе togеthеr as husband and wifе in thе most intimatе of ways.

I thought in my head confused. "But you are already my mate and we are already mates first, right? I think the Moon Goddess made a terrible mistake mating us with the same Werewolf right? Two sisters can not have two Mates. It's an abomination never heard of in the history of all Werewolves packs and we should not bring the curse of the moon Goddess." I explained quickly under one breath. But nobody was saying anything. Neither Sharon nor Alpha Royce and I were beginning to hate the suspense. "I just pray that he accepts me." I prayed in my heart.

Aris whispered, her eyes wide as she checked the vitals on her flickering screen. ​But as I looked at Kael, I saw the price of the cure. His eyes weren't silver anymore. They were the same deep, shifting violet we would later see in the twins. We hadn't just saved him; we had started the evolution toward the Twilight Gene. We were no longer just wolves or humans; we were becoming something the Architects never could have calculated—a biological variable that defied their absolute zero.

“She would never let me forget this. She would bring it up at every family dinner for the rest of my life and set up blind dates.” Emilia bit her lip to keep from laughing. The great Sebastian Cross, CEO of a billion-dollar company, was afraid of his mother. “You can find anyone to do that,” she said, shrugging. “I definitely can, but I'm short of time and…” he hesitated a bit. “We already have a history together. It would be easier to pretend we're in love if there's already some familiarity.” Emilia's face grew hot. She knew exactly what kind of familiarity he was talking about.