Harry Twilight Novels & Stories

(Salvatore's POV) I watch as chaos unfolds before me, the ever-present twilight casting eerie shadows on the panicked faces of humans. They scurry like frightened rats, huddling together and seeking shelter from the strange phenomenon that has plagued London for weeks now. Their fear is palpable, thick in the air, and I cannot help but feel a pang of sympathy for them. They are so fragile, their lives dictated by forces they can neither comprehend nor control. Steeling myself, I delve deeper into the heart of the city, determined to uncover the truth behind this unnatural darkness. The perpetual twilight has stirred unease within me, igniting a relentless curiosity that refuses to be quenche

, she said sweetly with a meaningful smile and I scoffed. How did I not see this before? Hilary is totally into William! Like totally! Hilary walked into her room and I walked toward mine. It is just a little bit, like a little bit farther from Hilary's room. I turned to see William beside me. "Good night", he said with a smile on his face and I rolled my eyes at him before going into my room. ... Today is Tuesday and I can still not keep my mind off the thought of William going out with Hilary tomorrow. What if she is a witch like I thought she is?

"If you want to sleep without learning frills, you can use my room Kirey, you fall asleep with saliva already flooding the paper. Uh-huh, how disgusting you are right now!" Harry is Kirey's cousin, a final-year girl currently going through her tough times. Kirey looked at the completely wet paper in front of her, she wanted to scream and curse at Harry who was in front of her. But seeing some sharp and intimidating gazes around her, Kirey gave up her intention. She immediately grabbed a tissue and took out her cell phone. And sure enough, her face was even flooded with the slimy water with that unpleasant smell by now. Kirey even almost threw up when she smelled the smell from his hand which

Twilight looked into the camera and said, "Everyone, I'm here to let you know that tomorrow's stock market will go down in history. Have fun!" Then, she raised her wine glass at the camera before the broadcast ended. Scarlett asked in confusion, "What … is Twilight trying to do?" Larissa frowned. She had a vague idea of Twilight's plans. Ambrose's expression was grim. He said, "Twilight has gone mad." Twilight first took advantage of the clones to control numerous wealthy people. But no one could tell if those individuals were still human. Nobody would know if they got cloned. Then, Twilight attacked the stock market.

Harry Evermore was the forensics department's techno-geek. He was a wizard with anything related to computers and machines. He was tall, skinny with shoulder-length black hair and glasses. Likewise, he didn't need the glasses, though. He had a perfect vision, but they made him look nerdy. He was also a werewolf, an omega to be precise. “Harry, can you hook up the dashcam to my laptop?” asked Clara, the object of his affection. “We'll be able to see things a lot better on my screen.”

Sharon stated. Carlo was Sharon’s boyfriend, and they lived together like a couple. Twilight couldn't go back to her old apartment—she knew he would find her. A knock interrupted their conversation. Sharon rose from the bed and went to open the door while Twilight shifted her focus back to her studies. “I need to see Twilight.” Twilight froze at the familiar deep voice. Oh God. “Twilight?” Sharon flashed her a teasing smile. “A handsome man is here looking for you.” Twilight bit her lip, taking a deep breath before standing and approaching the door.

continued Jedidiah and Luca couldn’t help but smile. “If Saint is the moon then i think that Harry is the sun.” “Will you stop interrupting?” Jedidiah smacked Williams on the back of his head. “Yah, I have a concussion remember?”. was Williams’s reply. “Like I said the two are complete opposites. Saint is quiet, lazy, and grumpy while Harry is loud, energetic, and happy,” Jedidiah explained to Luca whole ignoring him. “Harry is also an amazing dancer and likes to choreograph the dances for the little high school kids from where we had graduated. Though unfortunately he isn’t thinking of being a choreographer as a career choice... because if he had then I’m sure that he would have aced it”.

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

After a few seconds I heard the Professor's voice booming in class as he resumed his boring talks about the boring lecture in such a boring tone. I hate him. Professor Martin is not like other staffs. he's strict and not so friendly with students who always keep his face up and talk in the air. can't blame him, he must be at least fifty and the age itself allows him to be grumpy and ill-tempered. his thick and square glass will be on his nose all the time. It's been a month of me being in this college and not even for once I saw him smiling. He's hard to impress and to deal with. no one, i repeat no one would dare to stand against him because he exactly feels like some evil character of a mo