Romanian Coven Twilight Novels & Stories

Reaper Swithin said, blowing his nose and taking in the air. "AAHHHHH! This Moroi blood!" Reaper Swithun Johnson is the guardian of Strigoi Grave Risen Coven. He has ginger hair and blue eyes and always wears a black dress coat with silver buttons. He is tall and lean, with a sharp jawline and a piercing gaze that can make even the bravest of souls tremble. Reaper Swithun is known for his unwavering loyalty to the coven and his fierce protection of its members. After Ace, Reaper is second in command in the coven.

I ask with my lips drawn back in a snarl. "Your mother, Colette, was part of our coven. We know of her demise." Luca explains, looking me up and down. "So what! What does this have to do with me?" I demand. "My mother Blair is the head of the coven, and Colette was second in command, so in our coven, the son and daughter of those two in position shall marry to keep the coven’s traditions," Luca tells me never changing his expression. "I am not her only daughter. Why would you come after me?" I ask. "Because you are the

Hazel's eyes immediately started to scan the place they were, when they appeared at somewhere else. It was a vast land and there was nothing in sight... "Is this the place?" She asked, and Gwen nodded... "You can't see it yet," She added... Caroline and Hazel watched as Gwen started to mutter something under her breath. Her eyes were closed as she did, and slowly, their eyes became open, and they saw what Gwen was talking about... they were no longer standing in the vast but a place which looked like a small village... "Welcome to the Southern Coven, otherwise known as the Coven of Dark Witches" G,wen said and Hazel started to become a bit nervous when she saw the dark witches come out of th

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

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.

MASON Mason cherished the drive that carried him directly through the heart of the community. the peace of store owners closing up for the evening. The young couples that strode the walkways against the conclusion of the night. As his drove followed the coast, he could smell the sea. Mason cherished this place. But this time, he wasn't seeing any of that. Mason's thoughts were racing as he tried to make sense of what had happened. Or, more specifically, how he remembered the fiery, little, gorgeous, dead, vampire coven leader. She had a certain something. a feeling he had. He questioned if she experienced it as well.

It served as a constant reminder that the coven she had once trusted so deeply was no longer a sanctuary but a treacherous maze of secrets and deception. Agnes Pov Cain and I followed Cain’s childhood friend, a man named Elowen, to a discreet location deep within the forest. The setting sun cast long shadows, and the air was thick with tension as we settled down among the trees. Elowen’s face was etched with worry and frustration, and it was clear that he had something important to share.

I run back to the place where we live and on my way, I keep on praying that Gahala would be fine. I entered the the gate and headed to my place. We are staying far from Enlaja outside of the forest but the sorroundings are still dark. Inside of the big compound, all werewolves are living there. We have our own place or small house that will seperate each other. Nearby, there was a river where I always go because I found peace in there. Sometimes, I hope my parents left me at Enlaja and I am considered as a fairy even if I am half werewolf but then it is impossible for that to happen because the fairies will always remembered my mother's betrayal to them.

I humbly declined my parents' offer since we are unsure if my plan would be possible. But, I do have something in my mind where we can get lots of money that we could use to buy them. Yeah, I am confident enough that I could afford to pay anything with cash. Like... I don't know... millions? Billions? Mhmm. But I just hope that people haven't discovered what was way deep down that abandoned cave mine yet, back in my home where I grew up. Yes, back in the place where the vampires' castle stood. There are also werewolves, witches, shapeshifters, and other supernatural entities who reside there together with the humans, primarily those who want to make the vampires protect them from what they a

When we arrive at the front, Liam tells the driver to stay and we get out. Both of us lift our noses in the air. This is a coven. There are many vampires here. “Do not leave my side,” Liam growls again. I don’t answer as we walk up to the entrance of the coven. The doors open and an impeccably dressed man opens the doors, and nods at us. His eyes, however, focus on me and turn red. “Custos Regni,” he purrs. “That’s a good way to lose your head,” Liam growls.