Jane From Twilight Novels & Stories

I turned to Jane with a stern expression. "How did you know this?" I asked her "Tell me the truth, how did you get this mirror? It has to be the work of magic, right? Are you a witch too?" If she was a witch, I didn't know how I would react. I didn't trust witches. Every experience I've had with them have been bad. They were conniving and I didn't want any of them close to me. Lycans and witches don't mix well together. "Yes, your highness" Jane said "I am a witch"

Asora glances at me with a knowing look. “She’s not just a priestess,” she murmurs. “She’s a direct descendant of that witch. She’s inherited all her powers…. And don’t let her face fool you. She might look young, but I bet she’s ancient…probably older than all of us combined.” Jane lets out a high-pitched sound that echoes through the clearing. It sounds exactly like what she is…a witch completely consumed by darkness. “It doesn’t matter what I look like,” she shrieks.“You’re going to die.”

Dean turned to find Kaitlyn rushing toward him, embracing him tightly in relief. The sight was bittersweet for Jane. Overwhelmed, she turned away, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions, and made her way out, catching Lucas's eye, who promptly messaged Ivan to alert him that Jane was on her way. As soon as Jane stepped outside, the evening breeze felt colder against her skin, intensifying the tumult of emotions within her. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she hugged herself, trying to find peace in the darkness. Lost in her sorrow, she barely noticed when a comforting hand pulled her into a warm embrace.

Jane's face looked even whiter under that light. Nothing happened. "You..." The Queen was obviously surprise when Jane was scared motionless. After a few silent seconds, Jane looked down on herself, checking if there was a hole on her body bleeding. It was a real shock that she was still alive. "Tell me who you are." The Queen said augustly, "Or I will take your life this time." "I-I'm Jane Watson." Jane said with a light voice, "I was left at the door step of a pair of human and only found out that I have magic later."

“If she’s still under, I’ll do it.” Draven nodded once. “No,” Jane whispered. All eyes snapped to her. Her voice shook, but her chin lifted the smallest fraction. “No,” she repeated, stronger. “Not Kade.” Kade raised a brow. “Jane—” “No,” she said, eyes bright with angry tears. “If… if she doesn’t… wake…” Her voice broke. She swallowed hard, forced the words out anyway. “Then it should be him.” She jerked her chin at Draven.

Jane finally came at me after ripping through my horde. “I told you to stay away from my daughter”, she screamed. Jane was quite the Sight. Her aura was blood red with rage that lit up her eyes, the blood of the werewolves she ripped apart soaking all of her clothes. She still underestimated me too. I weaved around her and held her by her head and neck with both my hands. She squirmed and twisted in my hands but I held her steady. I looked at Chloe and smiled. She didn’t say a word but stared at me pleadingly. Fear and despair completely enveloping her.

And for this, she stalks Lucas’ apartment trying to figure out what. “You might be seeing a young girl, but I’m more than that,” Jane said as she quickly raised her right hand, the front door slammed shut. Stone focuses his gaze on Jane.“You think a few tricks will scare me, huh?” Stone roared pushing Lucas away. Something seems off. Lucas drags himself up and stared at Jane in disbelief. He has known Jane since they moved into New Orleans. However, he didn’t know her to be a girl with powers. Perhaps, this is why Jane has always wanted to be left alone. Unlike every other young adult in the city, she has stayed away from attending Orleans High School even when it’s clear she’s not done with

She knew who I am! But how? Jane winked at me and grin before properly sitting back. I bet she was even chuckling right now because I looked dumbfounded, shocked that she knew me! Jane… Jane… If she is Xander’s sibling, that means her full name is Jane Xouliva, right? Jane Xouliva. I don’t know a Jane Xouliva! Her name is not one of the women who’s boyfriend I stole. She is not on my vocabulary of friends either because I have no girl-friends.

Daniel’s thin lips moved to cast a solemn spell. The surrounding wind slowly turned strong, bringing out the glass-like stairs that appeared from the sky until they were near the tree where he was now. The figure of a young woman with dark red hair and completely white eyes moved gracefully down the stairs and stood opposite him. The long tail of her dress was still hanging on the stairs. He gave his respect to that figure, the first rule that all supernatural beings must follow when a god or goddess descends from their throne in the heavens to the earth.

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.