Jakeup Twilight Novels & Stories

"You're pointless and useless. Too slow and weak. You won’t even let me touch you or allow the customers to touch you. You even dared to hit one of them in the face when they made a move last night. Not just anyone, but one of our most cherished clients. Do you understand the implications of what you’ve done to this club?" Twilight fidgeted with the hem of her dress, her gaze remaining low. "I'm sorry. That won’t happen again." "Won’t happen again?" The middle-aged man scoffed. "I promise, Mr. Kelvin. I'll try to appease the customers better," she said, though she wasn’t sure if she really meant it. "Okay." Kelvin nodded and rose to his feet. Approaching her, he stood before her. "Take off y

he asks stepping forward to get a better look at my face, I back up and with finding my lighter in the driver's seat, I light up a smoke and exhale to the right of me away from him. "It's alright. Nothing," I backed up another step from him as he stepped forward to touch me. Taking the hint he drops his hand and stays where he is. "I'm Jason, Jason Austin." He holds his hand out for me to shake. I take it carefully and shake his hand. "I'm Marrallyn Wheaton, nice to meet you." Boy, this guy yummy. "How old are you?"

It was just too intimate and I was feeling too emotionally raw. I pulled up all of the streaming services he subscribed to (all of them) and surfed through a thousand movies. Finally, I landed on Twilight.An evil smile pulled up the corners of my lips. I loved Edward Cullen. I queued it up. I was just getting settled on the sofa with a throw blanket I grabbed from the den when Javi showed up. He was only wearing black joggers, naked from the waist up, showcasing his washboard abs. “You know you can take a picture, right?” So, of course, he had to spoil the whole thing by opening that mouth of his.

He then asked in a hushed tone, "Out of these three, who will you choose to save?" "Lila!" they exclaimed together. The icy spears pierced through my sister and me, blood spurted from our wounds, and we nearly passed out from the pain. Just then, an elder from the Celestial Realm intervened. "God of Water! God of Fire! Stop this madness! These two are the Twin Flowers of Chaos. Their death will unleash chaos, and the world will be no more! The two of you are their husbands; how can you forsake them? Think of the greater good."

“I want to hear that multiple times a day, for the rest of my life. I’m crazy in love with you. I’ll never let you down again, ever, I swear. You’re my priority. The Luna the people need, the Luna I need. I’ll never doubt us or put you second again. I needed to lose you to realize how stupid that was, how fucked up my priorities were, because your mate should always come first. You will always come first.” Colton kisses me on the forehead, a grazing light tenderness that makes me feel delicate, and special, igniting the butterflies inside of me, and the softer side that is not consumed by lust.

I just stared at her, and she at me. “Is this real?” she said softly. Her voice was different to mine, more gravely and low, “What are you?” she asked, her voice sounded more angry, panicked maybe. A warm hand snaked around my waist, sending delicious sparks shooting up my side. “Whiskey, this is Zee, my Mate” Gunner’s voice spoke smoothly. Whiskey, why did he call her Whiskey? This is her, isn’t it? My twin, Aurora. Why would Gunner call her Whiskey. She flicked her golden-brown eyes up to Gunner, and a flash of something passed over them. I'm not sure what that was, confusion, sadness maybe. If anything, she looked hurt, but at what. Her gazed moved back down to me and it hardened. Her bro

I tightened my hold, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. Ace’s jaw flexed. Zane tilted his head, studying him more closely now. “You know,” he said slowly, mockingly, “you look familiar.” Ace said nothing. Sophie’s eyes lit up. “Oh my God,” she said suddenly, snapping her fingers. “You’re right. He does.” Zane’s lips curled. “Yeah. That night. The club.” My breath caught. “The one where Lily finally showed her true colors,” Zane continued, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Got herself knocked up by some random guy after I caught her—”

Perez, with suicide. Mr. Perez was left with no choice but to call me and ask if I could meet him. I was busy counseling the villagers, so I rejected and ended the call. The day I headed to Touden after my promotion, Jane called me to tell me some news. During a relapse, Harold had banged his head on the wall until he died. "I heard that he was still muttering about how he must pass through the wall so that he could marry you," Jane said. "Fitting that an unfaithful bastard like him died like that!"

1598, Scotland “Nathaniel! Come inside, Nathaniel!” a voice called. “O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright,” young Nathaniel quoted. She giggled happily and turned over on her bed of grass to take in the darkening sky. “Nathaniel Elizabeth Bristow!”

She rested her hand gently on my back, and her voice was soft. “Does it still hurt?” It was such a simple question, yet it undid me completely. I had endured every humiliation and every wound without shedding a tear since my rebirth. With just that simple comfort, I broke down completely, burying my face in her arms as sobs wracked my body. I cried and cried until exhaustion finally pulled me into sleep. When I woke, sunlight was spilling through the window. Jasmine was sitting by the bed, clumsily peeling an apple. I could not help but laugh.