Imprinted Twilight Novels & Stories

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.

Something serious that led to Dante's change of mind was up. "Since we are having a conversation, I would like to ask why the hell you marked me without my consent." "You smell of me." What the fuck, Freya refraining from saying aloud. It was more annoying to reek of your mate's scent. Not only did Dante mark her, but he was able to imprint on her. Since the two of them were true mates, they now had a tight bond through the process of imprinting. That process couldn't be sparked unless there were strong emotions involved, and it also required a lot of physical contact. When two wolves were imprinted, their scents mixed, and they developed a sort of metaphysical link. Freya and Dante had done

he asked her. “Because he told me,” Dani said. “Dani, do you know what imprinting is?” Slade asked her. “No,” she said. “Slade…” I warned him but he shook his head at me. “Imprinting is a gift and it only happens to wolves. It’s a connection to your soulmate, the person that you’re meant to be with. You can try and fight it, but it’s futile because that bond exists for a reason and it pulls you to that other person. You feel things that you can’t explain and it’s the one thing in our life that’s a guarantee. The one you imprint on will be yours forever if you respect that bond,” Slade said.

she is the one holding Damon from going into a path of darkness . Damon was scared ...he couldn't imagine his life without Cynthia .He was scared what would happen if Cynthia leaves him for Jeffery . Damon decided to go an talk to Cynthia he had to do it ....she is gonna find out either way ...he couldn't expect Jeffery not to tell Cynthia .Why would he not tell her ...who doesn't want Cynthia .If Jeffery tell Cynthia she won't say no . Even though Damo ahd always believed that hope is a bitch ....he never hoped for light in his dark miserable life but still got Cynthia to brighten him up ...This time he had a small hope ...he believed Cynthia would reject Jeffery and stay with Damon hough t

He had already broken the rule when he imprinted his claim in the time of her innocence. Werewolves must never claim a human mate without their consent but he did contrarily. He imprinted Narrah when she was four. It was his first shift and he has no control over Xavier. He acted on impulse, letting himself be drowned to the irresistible pull when his eyes laid upon the beautiful eyes of the human girl.

A kind of smirk that gives shivers through the spine. “So, all the newbies, you know now who we are, we are seniors of King Star High School,” he said while playing with a lighter he was holding in his hand. Saliha’s gaze fell on the lighter. It was a metallic body as big as the size of a matchbox and a snake was engraved on it. Saliha had a strange déjà vu, as if she had seen it somewhere before, but she was unable to recall it.

Her voice is quiet, “You are referring to what Rachel said about Jesse.” I open my mouth but I don’t quite trust myself to speak so I just nod silently. “You want to know if it’s true?” “Please.” The Director sighs, casting a pitying look in my direction, “The fact is, Taylor, that she’s not wrong. Half-genies do imprint on their mates but it’s based on their own interaction and interest. However, once they do imprint, I’ve never heard of them not ending up with that imprinted individual.” My heart sinks, “S-So me and Jesse-“

Her heart did a little leap at the word 'marriage' for a reason she was too bothered to think about right now. "When two Vampires claim each other, they make a verbal declaration and make an imprint on each other. For humans, it is the same, only that the process is more time lenient. The verbal claiming comes first, then the imprint might come at a latter date when the human is ready." "Ready for what exactly? What is the whole imprinting thing about?" He turned fully to her, leaning closer, as his fangs slid out slowly from the corners of his lips. "This," he pointed to his fangs, "sank into that," he pointed to one side of her neck, "an imprint. It finalizes it all. A point of no return."

I take a small piece of the steak in my mouth, this is heaven, the perfect medium-rare, juicy, perfect piece of meat. “Seriously.” He snaps. He can’t win with me, he needs to know when to give up, I am simply teaching him the lesson. I nod. “A few hours with a bow tie at our wedding or a lifetime with pink, you decide rose.” I smile. “Fine, I will wear the pink.” He growls. “Nobody forces me to do the way you are doing.” “Welcome to my world, rose.” I take a sip of my cocktail. “Also, someone needs to make you soft, looks as if I was the one taking the lead on that.”

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.