Jane From Twilight Novels & Stories

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?”

Jane said, her voice dropping into a flat, distant tone that carried a sudden, chilling chill. She picked up her crystal glass, swirling the amber liquid inside with a slow, hypnotic rhythm before draining it completely. "Do you honestly think you are the first woman to try and trap a Hudson man with a crisis?" Jane stared out over the dark, sweeping expanse of the manicured gardens, her aristocratic features hardening into a mask of pure, unadulterated bitterness.

"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.

“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

Now, she wasn't getting either. "I try," Talia said, wrapping her arm around Nat's shoulder's while the near-invulnerable woman rested her head on the lycanthrope's shoulder. --------- ------------------- Down the tunnel . . . --------- ------------------- Jane and Red lay next to each other in a thick silence. Jane had gone numb after making the decision to go home. It was kind of like having butterflies in your stomach to an extreme degree. It was one thing to have nightmares, but it was another to seek them out in the holes they dwelled and facing them. Her head was lying in the crook of Red's arm, but it was not an act of intimacy. She barely knew that the red-headed woman was there.

I'm interested in seeing her reaction and I chose to play with her for a while. “I am Jane – Jane Dean” she smiles widely at me. ”Ahhh, it's the Alpha's daughter. Welcome home, Luna." When I greeted her, I noticed a slight flush on her cheeks. I enjoy knowing that I have an effect on her. "Please accept my apologies for not noticing you earlier. Your father claims you won't arrive until later." "Well, plans changed," she explained, tugging a hair behind her ear. I inhaled deeply. ‘F**K! Don’t lose it. Focus and control yourself’ I keep telling myself even though my lycan side is on the verge to come out.

Stretching her bones to its core, Jane brought her warm feet in contact with the cold floor regretting instantly. " I hate you Niklaus freaking Salvatore " After taking a refreshing shower Jane hopped in a brown off long sleeve one-shoulder top complimented by brown legging, her thick hair flowed down her back. Her outfit screamed lazy in all languages. Putting on black sneakers, she took her bag and left. In a queue to get her energy source, latte, someone called catching her attention. " Kiddo ?" ' I don't believe it's him ' She turned around and saw the only person that calls her that.

I’d thought I’d long since forgotten her, busy with my chosen mate and my daughter and our packs, but, oddly, the moment she showed up at the airport, both Reg and I knew. Her name was Jane. Thinking it made me feel strange. She was a memory, nothing more – a beautiful face marred by tears, glinting like diamonds against the sapphire blue of her eyes. I had tried to find her. I’d had two of my pack members search not only in the werewolf world for her, but the human world too. I’d thought it weird that she, a lowly Omega, could disappear without a trace – and I, a powerful Alpha, hadn’t been able to find her, with two packs under my command and all of my skills.

She was staring at the ceiling, trying hard to pretend none of this was happening. “What’s your name?” I asked. She hesitated. “Jane. My name is Jane.” Jane? Even her name was common. “Who are you, Jane? I asked. Her head turned toward me. “I’m a maid,” she said. “Obviously,” I retorted. “Who owns you?” I asked. “I'm a person of my own. Although I work for Alpha Theo, the alpha of the blood moon.” Something stir within me as she mentioned the blood moon. How did a wonderful treasure like her end up in the blood moon?

Mason's frown deepens and he walk towards the bed, he sits next to Jane and takes bee right hand in his. So you mean, Jane can't fight? She shouldn't fight? Tony asked. "She can, but her strength is limited, like she's not a full werewolf!" "What do you mean?" Mason's mom asked. "I can't really explain it but she's not a full blood wolf!" "Could she be a vampire?" Rebecca asked. "No, she is not a vampire but I don't know what she is" Then there's is silence, everyone looking at Jane with a deep frown.