Irina Twilight Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes and inhaled before opening it. "I'm fine now, thank you, Elle," she slid her hand to my palm and clasped it with hers. "As I was saying. When I first got into Twilight Castle, I started seeing things, hearing voices, I was being summoned by someone. Eventually, with the help of my friends, Leaf and Princess Liliane, I was able to find out how to harness my powers and locate what was calling me. Upon meeting this spirit, I found out that it was the second daughter of Queen Rida Red," I paused and looked at King Winot, the way his eyes widened.

I giggled, swatting his chest playfully. His laughter mingled with mine before he proceeded. “There was a beautiful princess from a vampire’s royal clan. Her name is Irina.” I could hear the glee in his voice as he mumbled her name. “Everyone loves her, but there was only one man she wanted to give her heart to. His name was Andrei. They fell in love, but there was one problem: Andrei was not royalty, nor was he a vampire. He was a commoner, a werewolf who didn’t have the ability to shift. And their love was against the long-ruling order vampire royal families adhered to.”

It looked like— “Oh, there you are, Blackwood Alpha.” That familiar flirty voice made the hairs on my nape raise. My head jerked and I saw Irina walking lazily inside the tent with a grin on her face. Her golden locks cascaded down her chest as she studied me with her viperlike eyes and stepped closer to taunt me in the face.

Topaz added with a small fake smile showing off her zirconia crystal white perfectly aligned teeth. “Okay, if you insist. Don’t get me wrong but Elena is using you” Ira said in a serious tone. “Elena is what?” asked Topaz with a chuckle. “Oh, God! Ira. Please! Pleeeaasssee! Stop making fool of yourself. Elena is using me? Really? How? Elena Joseph Swan, the girl born with golden spoon in her mouth. The girl who already is having everything. Still the perfect Luna is using me for what exactly?” asked Topaz with a mocking laugh.

“At first glance, maybe, but not so much when you really look closely.” “They’re completely different styles. One is like a peony—vibrant and stunning. The other is pure and elegant, like an orchid.” Tara kept her composure, her smile calm. “Maybe it’s destiny. Even when I was younger, people used to say I resembled the famous Nina.” Her words carried an undertone that wasn’t lost on those paying attention, exchanging subtle glances. It was true that Tara was young, just twenty-one and fresh out of college, with a natural beauty that exuded innocence and simplicity.

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

A few minutes later he had found the page and was now scanning through for the correct years. "April 16th 44 AD at 12:09. Donatia," He said before pausing again. "April 18th 345 AD at 21:51. Mirus. April 17th 1733 at 9:17. Elizabeth," he added. "And April 17th 2007 at 11:36. Milly." "And you know that Milly was born around that eleven thirty?" I asked and Max nodded. "Then it's true. A descendant of Hecate born on the exact minute of the new moon during the Aries constellation has the powers of the Goddess of Witchcraft," I said.

I turn and face the guys, “Isaac Merrill has betrayed us. I believe that he, three coven leaders, and possibly the three council members currently running Shade City, are working with Cassandra.” Dimitri looks completely lost, “What?” Adrian opens his mouth but his words are drowned out by an ear-splitting scream coming from inside the room. I wrench open the doors and the three of us burst into the closet; Heidi and Harlow are attempting to pull Aurora off the floor, but she ignores them easily. It takes me a moment to realize that she is on top of Inez, her fangs embedded into her throat which is gushing blood as Aurora savagely feeds from her.

I will never call for him even at times of my death, even if hell begged me to! "I never called you here." I retorted in a glum manner. By now, my anger had taken control of restoring my senses as I glared at him morosely. "I never asked for your presence... Quinn." The Alpha stood only meters away from my bedside the moment my vision focused on him. Quinn Coven, the Alpha of Lumina, the unfortunate husband I was unluckily married off to. He looked as charming as he always is with his blonde hair slicked back in a clean style. It almost deceived me from his true personality.

Lyra The warm sunlight filtered through the window as I sat with Calista, sipping the tea she had prepared. Calista is the wife of Alpha Jaxon of the Crewwood pack, who had graciously accepted to accomodate me in their home. His wife has been a good friend since I arrived. “Do you ever think about how different things could have been?” Calista asked, her voice soft as she stared out at the forest beyond the window. I glanced at her, sensing the weight behind her question.