Fanfiction Twilight Lemon Novels & Stories

I blinked to get rid of the dots swimming in my vision. I turned to the driver’s side. Empty. As if I couldn’t trust my vision in the eerie yellow glow from the headlights, dark, my hand reached out. Nothing. Just air. Adrian wasn’t there. The silence lingered in the surrounding wooded and swampy area, even the crickets ceased their noise. As if they held their breaths in anticipation of what was to come.

“You belong to me now, Claire. And if you even think of running again... I promise you, there will be nowhere you can hide. No one you can trust. Not even him.” Each word felt like a brand against her skin. He stepped back finally, studying her with a smirk, like a spider admiring a struggling fly. “And sweetheart...” Mason added, voice a mockery of affection, “you have no idea just how big my web really is.” With a final wink, he turned and strolled out of the room — leaving the door wide open behind him. Claire collapsed against the desk, her knees buckling under her. The flash drive burned against her skin, heavy in her pocket.

The echoes of Ezra's plan reverberated through the trees, a chilling reminder that their love was not the only force at play in their lives. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows upon the land, Fleur felt a shiver race down her spine. A premonition, perhaps, of the treacherous path that lay ahead. The tranquil beauty of Willow Creek became tinged with an undercurrent of fear, and her heart braced itself for the storm about to descend upon their lives. On this fateful evening, as Fleur and Zeeb walked hand in hand along the moonlit path, a shadowy figure emerged from the darkness. It was Damon, the formidable Alpha of the Lycan pack. His face etched with worry and determin

She tossed me a suspicious look, but went to the restroom regardless. ______________________________________ Ramara : Geoff was right. My lipstick faded. I guess I didn't apply enough. I had to wait in line for almost twenty minutes. I set my purse on the counter and twisted open my lipstick and frowned. This lipstick wasn't shiny before. Still, I applied it and I knew lipstick wasn't supposed to taste salty. It wasn't supposed to smell like musk either. It suddenly hit me. The bastard. That was what he did those two minutes in the car? Jerked off on my lipstick? I closed my lip stick and stormed out of the bathroom, apologizing to a lady I almost slammed into.

I'll like to see how that courage and hate will turn into lust for me". Elara's eyes fluttered shut for a second, trying to block him out, but the heat of his body, the scent of blood and wine and that dark cologne, pressed in on her from every side. She felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly up and down the column of her throat, not choking now, just stroking, possessively, like he was petting something he already owned. Her pulse jumped under his touch, traitorously fast, and she hated how loud it sounded in her ears. "I'd like to see how much of me you can take in your tiny throat"

The she-wolf broke the kiss, her eyes drifting to the twins’ apartment door—just feet from where Lena hid in the shadows. “You know,” she said with a wistful sigh, “I used to dream about Liam and Lucas before that pathetic girl, Lily, showed up on campus. I was so sure I would have my chance with them.” Damon stiffened, his eyes narrowing. “Excuse me?” She smirked, leaning in again and letting her fingers trail seductively down his chest. “Relax. I’m with you now, aren’t I?” she teased, pouting up at him. “I just think it’s a shame I never got to seduce those Alphas. Imagine what it would be like… both of them… all that power…”

It was a disaster; Silas had let his empire rot while he chased a ghost. Leo and Luna sat on either side of me, eating their breakfast with a quiet, disciplined dignity that clearly unsettled the staff. They didn't fidget. They didn't whisper. They sat like young royals, their silver-blonde hair catching the morning light. "Mommy," Luna whispered suddenly, her fork pausing halfway to her mouth. Her violet eyes—hidden behind the contacts—darted toward the grand entrance. "The bad flower is here. I smell the fake jasmine."

He knew who his fated life partner was, and he loved her, but he couldn’t have her, because she was bonded to another already. Lolita found her mind wandering, and she didn’t like the feelings she had. She couldn’t place what was happening, but she was happy enough to say goodbye to her daughter’s suitors. Dionysius disappeared to who knew where, probably her room, and Franco disappeared to his office again to work. Lolita decided she’d settle in her night garden and hope some fresh air would make her feel better.

"Glad to meet you and thank you for getting to know you Lyra the lycan." At these words they both burst out laughing. Lyra's jovial nature was almost contagious. "I'm going right now to bring some chocolate." Lyra finished before opening the door. A young woman stood at the entrance and Lyra walked back to Skylar. "I present to you Twilight, my assistant. She is very efficient, but her worst flaw is her indulgence, wild berries. Now you know everything about her." Then Lyra walked out of the room and turned to Twilight. "Follow me, we have our work cut out."

He asked, rendering me speechless. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Damian spoke up. “Fine. You want us to have a threesome, then we’re in for it.” Widening my eyes, I looked at him in disbelief. “What are you talking about?” “Perfect! We’ll meet in my chamber tonight.” Lucian answered with a cunning smile and walked back to his bed and laid on it. Damian reached for my hand and pulled me out of the chamber with him. “What the hell was that?” I asked as soon as we got out.