روايات وقصص ضمن Harry Potter And Twilight Crossover Fanfiction

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.

I thought again. But just then, I began to perceive a sweet scent of cologne mixed with ginger, so sweet that I could not help but to sniff. My legs were shivering, and my lips were shaking with excitement. But I didn't know what was making me so happy and also making my legs Shiver hard. Then, I heard the word that made me Shiver with even more excitement. "Mate! Mate!" My wolf screamed at me. I could feel the mate bond now, so strong that I wanted to be one with him forever.

he watched the blonde man return to the car. “What are we talking about?” The blonde man wondered brightly as he closed the door behind him. The brunette drove on. “We were discussing recent events, Harry. I’m not sure I entirely understand what’s happening, myself,” he said softly. “At times it all seems like a bad dream.” “Not all bad, Jules.” Harry reached over and squeezed the brunette’s thigh. “No,” Jules’ smile was luminous. “Not all bad.” “Basically, the Van Helsings want to enslave the supernatural world,” Harry flipped down the sun visor and preened in the mirror applying tinted lip balm retrieved from the chest pocket of his overalls. “And the supernatural world is resisting.”

EDINA POV It’s hard to tell when it’s day or night in the Twilight Court—always hovering somewhere in between, caught in that breathless moment before the sun tips too far or the stars take full command. But when the air cools just enough to sink into your bones and the wind whispers like it’s trying not to wake something—that’s how you know it’s evening. I shift in the satin sheets, stretching slowly. A weight anchors me. Rhaenan’s arm draped across my waist.

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.”

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

Sarah asked. "Not from mine," I admitted. "What about yours?" "A couple," she said with a shrug. "But that was years ago. They've already graduated." Soon enough, the twins took it upon themselves to give us an unofficial orientation. They pointed out buildings, groups of students, and dropped names as if we were supposed to recognize all of them. They explained the social system at Twilight and the power dynamics that ruled it. That was when I learned the blonde witch from yesterday was named Chrissy.

Though he felt something has changed in Aurora but he likes this new Aurora. Using magic to dry off the tears on her face she stares angrily at her twin sister, "So you want to steal him from me?" Arabella yelled. "You are in my Cave and there is no escaping." She added and raised up her hands to the air. The dark shadows in her body started coming out waiting for her order. Half of the dark shadows came out of her body before she brought her hands up. "I made a promise to Willow that I will kill you then he will make love to me."

Talen instructed Toby, and placed his arm around Aislen’s shoulders. Outside, they saw that the convoy of witches had caught up, and they paused to watch as Jules crossed to greet Harry as the vampire left the lead car. The vampire’s delight at seeing their mate glowed through them and they held Jules tightly, spinning in a circle before setting him to his feet and cupping his face, their golden hair spilling over them both as they kissed.

I kissed down her throat, tasting salt and heat, until my fangs grazed the soft curve where her neck met her shoulder. She arched beneath me, trembling, whispering my name like a prayer. “Harry…” I sank my teeth into her skin. She gasped, her cry torn between pain and pleasure. Her body convulsed, gripping mine as a surge of magic exploded through us, golden light searing where my mark burned into her flesh. I felt her soul slam into mine, two halves fusing into one. Her heartbeat echoed in my chest. Her thoughts brushed mine. Her essence tangled with mine.