Seth From Twilight Novels & Stories

Seth tinted awfully somber and his eyes got this deadened look that I didn't like in the least bit " what is it ? Spit it out " " well , I will but don't pull a Wes on me alright ? I don't want to answer Bella why her boyfriend of a day died in a car crash -" " Just say it ! Dammit " " alright if you want me to but I don't want to tell you something instead I wanted to show you " after that Seth turned back to his computer screen typed in another bit of code and a video block appeared on his screen , but he didn't click on the play button instead he turned to look at us " Its going to be bad -"

I'd have made it work with Dian, I knew I could have. "Staring at that drink like you're trying to murder it won't accomplish anything, you know that right" a voice sounded from my right, startling me. I turned to face the person and recognized him immediately. He was Seth Rodriguez, the artist who rose to fame shortly after Sybil went missing. "Seth" I gasped, then choked on my next word because I didn't expect to find Seth in such a random setting. He grabbed the drink in front of him and offered it to me, a worried look on his face.

Seth fell to a knee and held his balance with his sharp claws. Seth smirked, his eyes no longer a midnight blue but a pair of caliginous and malignant silver, and his aura that was once suffocating and vast was now vindictive and afflictive when one get closer. Still mashed to the ground, Onyx's eyes looked like they were about to fall out of her socket and her mouth hanged opened as she watched the uncanny smirk that sprawled on Seth's lips. If Onyx didn't know better, she wouldn't have believed this person was the Seth she knew.

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.

“I will take your silence as a yes. From now on your name is Liam” “Who are you?” I ask confused “I’m Seth. I told you before didn’t I?” “You look a lot like him. Poor Shayla” he stares sadly at me “You look like you are saying something in your head, what’s that?” I ask “It’s nothing important” he answered with a smile “Do you kn—” “What’s that?” “It’s nothing. Forget it” I said looking away “Okay. Thanks for looking after me, Liam” black particles start forming in front of him, within minutes it takes the shape of something that looks like a portal

Layla was indeed the heir of Starmoon Pack. And just yesterday, Blackthorn Pack’s mating procession had escorted her into their main city. But no matter how many times his men repeated it, Seth dismissed it as a lie. “Nothing but false news spread by Silas.” His eyes were dark, his voice cold. “He wants me off balance. He wants me rattled. He can keep dreaming.” From that point on, Seth stopped sleeping through the night. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw only the last look Layla had given him before she left.

Unless he mistook the look in her eye, she was impatient for the evening. Once the meal was over, the center of the room was cleared and dancing commenced. Seth managed not to make too big a fool of himself, thanks to Beth's instruction the previous day. Much to his surprise, he found himself enjoying it immensely. His mood was much improved, even with Ale not being there. He didn't miss her any less, but he felt better since bonding to Beth. The bond with Ale... Seth checked his bond with the wood elf and discovered it was still there and as strong as ever. He felt a strange combination of sadness and happiness coming from her, and he guessed it was because she missed him but was happy for

The fabric envelops me and I melt into its warmth, into its crisp citrus and sandalwood scents. "I saw him follow you out here," Seth says, rolling up the sleeves of his fitted, black formal shirt. Each twist of the fabric reveals an inch of, perfect ropy muscle. It's mesmerizing. Everything about him is mesmerizing. "I saw him staring at you all afternoon, pining like an idiot." With his shirt rolled tight to his elbows, Seth circles me. He grabs the base of the swing and my breath hitches. I cling to the ropes, holding tightly as he pulls me back. His warm breath blows in my hair, shooting thunderbolts down my spine.

Kwan ignored their reactions and continued with his introduction. "And this is Seth…" He said gesturing toward the man who had spoken. "Helel, Amon, Belial, and Narfi." "You brought a witch here?" Seth asked with a venomous tone while tightening his hold around the wine glass in his hand. Nicklaus could tell he would break it soon. "Yes, not just a witch a tribrid and the demon king’s son," Kwan said as a reminder. That somehow made Seth calm down a bit, or more correctly force himself to calm down.

"Why are you hesitating Hayden? You and I know that you do not have the guts to carry through with it because you know what will happen if you do, but I don't care what happens to you, actually, there will be nothing more pleasing to watch than seeing you die a miserable death" Hayden stepped closer to me, his eyes burning with unrestrained anger "All Masika's plan is going to be fulfilled, Dawn. You are wasting your time and holding out for nothing." "No I am not. Seth will be coming for me". "He is coming, but it will be with Masika. They are actually on their way right now" he said and I gaped at him, my eyes widening. I knew Seth was coming, I had felt it, but why was he with her? Were t