Fanfiction Twilight Novels & Stories

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.”

What if he doesn’t want to go ahead with the mating ceremony? Stepping into the palace, it was cold, like my heart but not as quiet. Silent tears ran down my face as I walked upstairs. Then I froze at the sounds coming from the door. I stopped and leaned in. The sound of moaning came to me with a sickening blow to my stomach. Lucian. My mate. And another woman. "My best moment is when I'm buried deep inside you, Lilith. You're far better than that douchebag I call mate."

NORA’S POV Touching myself was the only way to survive the fever. For three agonizing days, the twins avoided my chambers completely. Left alone with the lingering smell of their heavy sweat on the bedsheets, my body practically vibrated with unsatisfied need. Sliding my fingers between my slick thighs became a pathetic, desperate routine. It took coming hard against my own hand, gasping their names into an empty pillow, just to lower my temperature enough to think straight. Wishing they would just burst through the heavy oak door and fuck me mindless was humiliating. Every time I closed my eyes, I craved the brutal stretch of their cocks and the rough grip of their hands bruising my hips.

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.

I will see myself out, he said as he walked towards the door. As he walked out the door, Sandra sat up with teary eyes. She felt she had failed herself. She had promised to start away from men until she finishes her nursing degree. How could she let herself be so vulnerable? She walked to the shower and soaked herself in the bath for a while as though to wash his hands off her body. She thoroughly enjoyed him. This was what she always dreamed of. No, she thought to herself I will never see him again. I don't want anything to do with him. I'm sure he is just here to play around with me. I won't give in to him anymore. She continued in her thoughts as she drifted slowly to sleep.

shouted the Alpha King. Faith looked at everyone around her; she felt trapped, alone as always; she saw how her family was throwing her to the wolves. Those wolves were themselves; no one was on her side but two people, who were not her blood, but who loved her more than her own family. "That's true, Arya didn't lie, when they were girls, we knew that the curse of the twins of light and darkness had fallen on them; that's why we cast a spell to block their magic until they met their mate, something happened when they were 11 years old, and the spell was broken, Faith's magic was released, and she tried to kill Arya, proving that she is darkness, that's why we exiled her to our Coven," said L

“Put your finger out.” I do as he says, and I wait for the burn to come, but it doesn’t. I close my eyes to numb any pain if it comes. I slowly open my eyes to see why I didn't burn. My finger is glittering. I’m blown away. “I’m like Edward right now,” I say, grinning, thinking about the Twilight books. The author did an excellent job in a lot of things regarding the supernatural. I walk out of the cave, still masking my scent, and bathe my body under the sun.

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

Yawning, I lay down as I let sleep take my tired body over again, trying to forget this horrible day in my life. *** I start to drift into my peaceful dreams where I have built a different world for myself that gives me hope for the future. I have a Bampire mate, and we will try to breed a little one of our own. We can live happily, and our baby Bampire can grow into a strong warrior with honor and respect.

I wished I could disappear and reappear in my own bed, so I could cry myself to sleep. Just then, I heard drunken voices and laughter from outside the door. Someone kicked open the door and staggered in, followed by a small crowd. I noticed Damon, two other Alphas’ sons, and five beta girls. “My, my!” A blonde with a figure I’d only seen on TV before said, pushing further in. “So, the chit believed she was your mate, did she? How stupid of her.” “But the bet’s not complete, Zac, not unless you marked her,” one of the Alphas’ sons said.