Free Twilight Saga Novels & Stories

he asked calmly. So calm, it made them tremble harder and fed the beast within him. “We all did, sir,” one spoke, stumbling over his words. “We were on duty.” “Did you arrest them? And who did you report it to?” He watched their faces, waiting for any sign of a lie. “No, they... They were from The Heights; they told us there was no need to report it. They said you gave permission.” The Heights was one of the more affluent parts of the city, full of wealthy, good-for-nothing vampires who would rather pay someone than be drafted to fight in a war. And they were using his name to get away with committing crimes.

Sarah said she was not coming back, so who was it? The driver stepped out and opened the back door. It was too dark to see clearly, but I caught a glimpse of legs in red heels. A woman. I prayed it was not Ida, his ex-fiancée. There was no way I could live in the same space as her. I never saw her face that night. I wish it would stay that way.

"It feels like something's stitching itself into me. Slow. Patient. Like it's got all the time in the world and it's enjoying making me wait." A chill went down my spine that had nothing to do with the room's temperature. "Nessa, dim the lights." "Sage…" "Please." She did. I let my Source rise, felt the familiar tilt of the world sharpening into Twilight, and looked at him properly for the first time. What I saw made my breath catch.

Four hours later, the jet soared through the clouds. The skies outside were calm, but inside the plane… it was anything but. The Crent Festival was over. So was the bond they had dared to believe in. First, Salem and Orson vanished. Now the Frost brothers too. Tara sat by herself, curled tightly under a blanket, her face turned toward the window. The clouds below stretched endlessly, but her mind was stuck behind—trapped in memories that played over and over like a cruel loop.

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

" He grins up at me before continuing to talk to Kallista. Six months later, Frankie and Shel had their son a month ago. He's such a sweet little boy. He looks a lot like Frankie but Shelbie some. The twins are six and a half months old and the triplets are a year and a half old. Sasha and Will are getting married in three months and as are Frankie and Shel. They're going to have a double wedding in Frankie and Shel's backyard of their house that they bought five months ago; they live three houses down from us. I'm also four months pregnant with boy twins and I think after this set of twins we're done; Sasha is six months pregnant with a girl.

I don't want you to choke on your food. Twilight decided to spend the day at the park since she didn't have anything better to do. She played on the swing for a whole hour, took a walk and rested on the bench. It was around five when she decided it was time to head back. On the way, she came across Ichiya. “Do I know you? Because you look a lot like my next girlfriend.” “Nice to see you too, Ichiya.” “Are you on your way home?” “Yeah.”

Humanity simply breathed together — a planet aligned by pulse, by story, by the quiet miracle of shared understanding. --- Ottawa — Twilight Sophia stood once more by the canal, the aurora reflecting faintly in the calm water. Raven joined her silently, hands in her pockets. “So… that’s it? The dream’s over?” Sophia shook her head. “No. It’s just begun.” The light overhead pulsed once, gentle and endless. And somewhere between worlds — in the quiet space where thought becomes creation — the universe exhaled.

"Oh, no, we don't need threats, blackmail is a horrible way to deal, bribery is much better." "And how do you plan to convince me?" "You'll like it, you already know that the Twilight of the Gods is coming, right? Lust has fully awakened, making us the last. Do you understand what that means?" A new silence settled. In this darkness, Midgard's eyes closed and her lips trembled. "... When?" "In less than a year, in a few months, the first wave will hit. This is the time that remains before the rifts lead the apocalypse into this world. This is the time that you have left to take our body, Before..."