Jacob Black Twilight 소설 & 이야기

“I know if it is BS or not, but it just proves that they are dangerous and should not be provoked.” Twilight was about to speak but stilled, her expression froze but a few words still managed to escape her mouth. “...It's too late.” “Huh?” Everyone was about to ask what does she mean but when they turned towards her, they saw Twilight being held by a man in a headlock, with gun pointing at her head. “Who are you?! Unhand our Captain, now!” Patrick shouted, pointing a gun back to the man. Gracea also activated her ice daggers

I whispered, my voice trembling. His smile widened, a slow, predatory grin that sent shivers down my spine. "Of course I did. I needed to talk to you. Alone." He took a slow step towards me, then another. My eyes darted around the room, looking for an escape, but there was nowhere to go. My heart hammered. This was it. This was the moment. He knew. "You know," he began, his voice a low, casual drawl, "you look a lot different without that black wig, 'Eve'."

The golden morning sun cut right through a gap in the curtains, painting the sharp angles of his tattooed chest in warm light. The dark sheets clung loosely to his hips as he ran a slow, lazy hand through his messy black hair, shaking off the last remnants of sleep. He tilted his head back toward me, that familiar, arrogant smirk slicing across his lips. The peaceful human from a few moments ago was gone, replaced instantly by the cocky ruler of Vegas. “Like what you see, little swan?” The sheer smugness in his voice made me avert my eyes immediately. “No,” I mumbled, my voice weak.

Serena and I locked eyes, both of us letting out an icy huff of disdain. I was about to walk away when Calder, finally free from the enchantment, broke through the magical barrier with a forceful palm and roared, "You were with him all along, weren't you, Serena? Did you conspire with him to make a fool of me, to disgrace the Celestial Realm?" Serena said nothing. With a swift motion, she whipped out the Crimson Whip, coiling it tightly around Calder's throat. "Conspire? If we had, would we have battled at Green Lake for three days and nights? And as for our previous life..."

She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it gently. "We are werewolves, not monsters," she says softly. "Our pack is called the Shadows and is led by Gabriel Valley. He became our leader after his father's death some months ago." I sigh and turn to look at her. Her blue eyes look sad as she stares at me. "I promise you my child, you are not a monster. Being different is your greatest power," she whispers, grazing her fingers across my eyebrows. "You'll see," she adds with a faint smile. I stare at her drowning in my thoughts. I think about everything. Me. Them. The pack. I'd have sworn last night was just a dream but I know what I saw and felt. It was all too real. "Your father and I are going

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

She repeated in an annoying song. I grunted, resting my hands on the counter by the bar, “Just enjoy the party, Lyla. He should be here soon.” “Or maybe he's here already,” said a man, his voice so deep it rattled me—I gasped. I turned immediately to see Jacob, donned in a neat blue tux, his hands sunk into his trousers. His red eyes lit up as he flashed a smile at me. Nervous, I stood frozen to a spot and waved, “Hi.”

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

In fifteen minutes we all were sleeping. Morning dawns dark and gloomy. How fucking fitting. I just hope the rain holds off until later in the afternoon. I dress in a black dress that hits just below the knees and has a two inch slit up the left side to make it easier to walk with a pink shawl and black dress flats. I dress in my room, Frankie dresses in their room and Will dresses in the bathroom. They've got on black dress pants and shoes and black button up dress shirts with pink ties. Pink was Mom's favorite color. I come out of my room to my surprise to find Jason in the living room.

His arms wrapped around my waist and he rested his chin on my collarbone, nuzzling behind my ear. "You smell so good," Thiery murmured. "You're my mate, love. That means you're my lover for life." I gently pushed his shoulders so we were face to face, his slightly lowering his gaze as I met his. "Th-Thiery... Is... Jacob Black real?" I asked, stuttering slightly. "You know him?" "Jacob Black?" Thiery's brow furrowed. "Who is he? Your ex-boyfriend?" "Huh? No," I argued, confused. "He's a werewolf. An enemy of the Cullen vampire family, who later became their ally to protect Bella Swan."