Jane Twilight Novels & Stories

Ice creams and scented candles! The ice cream made her feel good, and the scented candles were to provide very little light as she was scared of her granny tripping over, if she should come into her bedroom. Her granny did check in almost everyday. Jane particularly adored the scent of the candles in twilight lavender and made it her usual in no time. She sat today, looking outside to the sky through her glass windows. It still drizzled, and she ran her hand into her hair enjoying the view of the few little stars above the sky.

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?

The light shone from behind, casting their face into shadow. Helena could only tell that this woman had the same voice and physique as the queen. But she couldn't understand. How could the queen possess such extraordinary swordsmanship? As death approached, clarity suddenly struck her. "Who are you?" Jane's gaze was colder than the harshest winter, radiating a murderous chill. Her lips parted, and her voice carried the weight of the inferno itself. "Remember this. The one who tortured and killed you is Wendy's twin sister, Jane. If you come back as a ghost, don't look for the wrong person."

I needed to have some time off and hence I am here, some club I don't know that well. I am Sierra Jane, assistant manager at High Zone Records. It is one of the top labels to have been signed by. Musicians and bands are ready to die just to be signed by us. I have always admired the music industry and wanted to do something in it, as I am not a good singer and lyricist, I thought I might as well be someone who somehow is related to music industry.

All the lights were on, almost blinding Silje. Suddenly, they heard the ominous clicks of the high heels coming down the stairs. When Silje looked up, it was a woman with platinum-blond hair in a white muslin dress and a fur shawl. “Kail…!” Her voice echoed as she walked towards them slowly. “Kail.” Silje wondered who this beautiful woman was, but when she saw Kail’s cold expression, she figured it out. It was the evil witch. ‘I can see that it is a fitting nickname.’

She just wanted a healthy work environment where she can grow naturally. "Goodman!" Loftgant blurted out suddenly, calling a name that made Paige roll her eyes and scoffed a bit. Of course, her everyday work won't be completed without having the disrespectful supervisor and her golden girl tailing up her ass. From the wretched cabin surrounded by cops and a forensics team, a young pleasable woman with dark wavy hair came out, running towards where the voice came from. Ivanna Goodman, the sweet-looking twenty-five-year-old female detective hurried beside Gabriel Loftgant like a puppy that was called by her master. She was smiling widely and almost ready to submit wholeheartedly to the supervi

Brother and sister walked around the den, talking. Keyinde: Now that you're the alpha, who will be the beta? He smiled. Taiwo: Who else? You of course!! I've got no one else except you. Keyinde: No!! You have the wolves now.... He interrupted her Taiwo: They are animals and you're human so you're the only human I have with me. He caught her looking at something behind him Taiwo: What are you looking at? She didn't respond so he looked back and saw the former alpha wolf, sad.

I said and look at Gani who gulped and look away. "He is not--" humming suddenly said but she didn't finish when I cut her off. "Shut up humming." I seriously demanded. "You misunderstood everything." she stubbornly whispered but I don't entertain her. "Gahala, maybe you just understand things in a wrong way." Calmly, Gani spoke. "How does it became a wrong way?" Katana answered for me. "It a way that she didn't witness everything." "Of course because she was had been attacked by those werewolves and her head was being slam to the rock so she passed out. How can she witness everything?" Katana faced Gani with her brows up.

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!”