Jane From Twilight Novels & Stories

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

Stewart had taken Jane away. Zach Lucas was never one to interfere in others’ matters. Alora looked Jane up and down. If Jane had angelic looks and a devilish body, perhaps Alora could write it off as she had mesmerized Zach Lucas. However, this woman before her… Alora shook her head. She grabbed Jane’s arm, but as soon as she made contact, surprise flashed in her eyes. She raised her head abruptly to look at Jane’s face, saying, “Are you trembling?”

Elena’s POV As I duck a punch from a very irritated and irate werewolf, I get to see Jane slamming her knee into the stomach of her opponent leading him to the ground. A red-light shines above them and it is the signal that she had won. “As expected of Beta Harold’s daughter! She even beat Thomas!” Katy says loudly from behind them. She is third in line. Jane’s cocky smirk makes me sick. We have even paused our fight to look at them.

She is not strong enough to be Luna, even if she is beautiful, she is just a weak slave, and I hate weak and incompetent people. I can't be controlled by my desires! I can't accept her as my mate! She would lead my pack to hell! I forcefully suppressed my desire for Jane' body and ordered my Beta loudly. "Take her away! I don't want to see her right now!" Jane's POV What the hell was this man thinking?!

She glanced sideways at Jane, her gaze filled with a shared disdain. "It’s never been my favourite either," Jane replied, her voice low, tinged with a bitter edge. They watched as the rest of the wolves continued to howl into the night, their collective voices rising in eerie harmony. "Just look at them," Jane said, her voice dripping with disgust. "Moved by an impulse they can't control, hungry for blood they can never fully quench. They call each other and act as brothers under the moonlight, but come daylight, they’ll be the first to stab each other in the back. It’s pathetic, really. Now I understand why there’s no cure for being a cunt." Her words were sharp and calculated, each syllabl

Narrow eyes drooped, that eyelashes thick and long, but covered the bottom of the eyes a hint of bitter smile. A prey called Jane Tong, she is not beautiful and sexy, not fiery and not delicate, she is actually still a little inconspicuous, but it is such a woman, originally just a prey in his life, is one of his hunting targets, not special at all, just like the other prey ...... but it has become in these years, a touch of the shadow in his heart, not strong , nor profound, a light touch of shadow, but how to swing also can not swing away.

The corners of her mouth dare to tug before she raises her glass to her lips. Slowly, he lowers his knife and his head as though trying to get a better look at her, folding his hands over the edge of the table. “Our deal was that you’d tell me who you are tonight.” Troy swallows the last of her wine and looks directly into his eyes. Then, she forces her eyes to become emotional and teary. After a few seconds of silence, she delivers her line. “Jane,” she whispers. “Jane?” Dorian frowns slightly, sipping his wine again. “Jane who? From where?”

"I think I’m ready to be his Queen." Jade let out a bark of laughter, rolling her eyes. "Greedy thing, aren't you?" At Willow's mock-glare, they both dissolved into giggles. The moment was broken by a sharp throat-clearing behind them. Turning, Willow found herself facing a tall man in his late twenties with a striking blonde clinging to his arm. What stopped Willow’s breath were his eyes—a pale, icy blue that lingered on her face with an unsettling intensity. "Willow! Remember me? I’m Jane, from Blair’s old training circle," the blonde chirped, showing off a row of perfect teeth.

"It's a long story. But I'll explain it briefly. So, she is Victor's female mate. Jane was found by Victor while being tortured by some male members of a pack called the Black Moon pack..." Throughout Cora's story, Alpha Dave watched her very seriously. Alpha Dave didn't say anything. His curiosity suddenly arose. "Actually Jane is the daughter of an Alpha who has a pack called Dark Moon pack. But some foreign pack members attacked her father's pack and took control of it. Jane was a victim of violence who was enslaved..." Alpha Dave looked at Jane who was reluctant to look at him. Cora's story made Alpha Dave feel interested. Especially the explanation that the woman was the daughter of an

“I also wonder if they would still be tiny. What if when I see her she will be learning how to walk or to speak, and I would’ve missed out on some moments? I’m not even allowed to know who is raising her.” “I know.” She put her arms around me as I cry, I don’t point out that I can hear her sniffles as well. I know how much she is found of Riley, and how she was looking forward to spend time with her. ‘Ladies with the royal blood,’ someone says in my head. “Até?” Jane and I say at the same time. ‘Hello? Look down from your window. I’m outside.’ Jane and I walk towards the window. We look down at her. She still looks beautiful and unreal. Everyone who has ever said I’m the most beautiful vampi