Male Reincarnated Into Twilight Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“No. I’m only what remains in you — a memory that won’t fade.” He shook his head. “Then I’ll live with memory.” She bent down, slender finger on his lips. “Don’t you understand? I was Light. You were Darkness. We cannot exist together forever. But now, the world needs both to survive.” “The world?” — He laughed bitterly. “The world is dead, Evelyn.” “No,” she whispered — “it’s waiting to be reborn… with your blood.” He looked at her, eyes brimming. “You want me to sacrifice myself?”

Rick… until my head began to go in a spiral form, my mind blurry, it felt like my world was coming to an end. Rick, this time I heard Charles calling my name. I opened my eyes to see Charles and his dad staring at me with worried faces. “Thank goddess you are awake” he said. As he sat beside me to help me sit, I was still feeling dizzy from everything that had happened. “How are you feeling” Charles’s father asked. “I’m feeling better,” I replied. “What happened to me?” I asked “You suddenly fainted,” Charles replied. I’m a Lycan, not just any Lycan, but an Alpha. I am not supposed to faint, just like. Something is wrong somewhere.

I could barely notice her. She finally stepped out of the room, taking permission from Lucien with a breaking voice. Lucien didn't even look her way but she hurried out anyway. “That is not possible,” I said, my voice breaking. “She was gone before I did and when I opened my eyes, she was not beside me. Then how?” Marla swallowed hard. “That's just the way you saw it, Calla.” She groaned, trying to adjust herself on the bed. “You were reborn… and so was your daughter.”

I’ve heard a lot about the twins, I’ve heard about how they’ve killed a lot of maids in their anger. “Maybe they’ll kill you too and I’ll never have to see you again.” She finished before walking away with the rest of the maids. Maybe I’ll really die and I can be free from this torture because death is better than all of this. I’d already lost everyone in my life and even my mother had died because of me so death is a rather befitting punishment or an eighteenth birthday present. Making it to the moonlight festival, I kept working as hard as I could until my legs stumbled against something and I was already spiraling to the ground before I knew it.

She hated herself for it. She jerked away, standing abruptly. “I’m tired. I should sleep,” she said quickly, avoiding his gaze. Ryan studied her for a moment longer before rising to his feet. “As you wish,” he said curtly. He turned and left without another word, the door clicking softly behind him. Claire sagged against the bed, her knees weak. She reached under the pillow and clutched the silver key tightly. Change the ending... Could she really do it? Could she rewrite her twisted fate?

Raven looked at the twins, now quiet in their cradles, then turned back to us. “Their shared power is unstable. Each child is powerful alone but together… their souls are like twin suns. They will burn each other, and everything around them.” I swallowed. I could feel my heart pounding painfully. She continued, “As I warned you before, one of them is the reincarnation of Kraden. The sorcerer-king who shattered the veil between realms centuries ago. If they remain together beyond their eighth birthday, their souls will become unstable. Their magic will tear them apart. Tear us apart. They have to be separated.”

I thought in my head confused. "But you are already my mate and we are already mates first, right? I think the Moon Goddess made a terrible mistake mating us with the same Werewolf right? Two sisters can not have two Mates. It's an abomination never heard of in the history of all Werewolves packs and we should not bring the curse of the moon Goddess." I explained quickly under one breath. But nobody was saying anything. Neither Sharon nor Alpha Royce and I were beginning to hate the suspense. "I just pray that he accepts me." I prayed in my heart.

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

I still can't wrap my head around how she looks and talks like my Anna, I never thought such would be possible, although I once heard a story of something similar that happened to a werewolf who lost his mate but I never thought it was real or that it would ever happen to me. Staring at the embarrassed blush on her rosy cheeks brought back so many locked-up memories, so many painfully sweet memories, memories I never thought I would ever get to relive again. It's a bittersweet feeling because I don't know if she's truly my reincarnated Anna if at all that bullshit is real. I don't want to hurt her and hurt myself with such hopes but I also can't see myself calling everything bluff and never

I questioned. “No, I didn’t but when you look closely.” Before he could complete it, I stopped him. “Look Gaby, Aurora Russell died nineteen years ago, there is like her coming back. Remember that you were the one that gave her corpse to James and you knew she was burned as the werewolf rituals.” I reminded. He even attended the burial in disguise yet, he thinks that Aurora might be alive after all that, bullshit. “There is something called reincarnation. She might be reincarnated.” He argued.