Sue Clearwater Twilight Novels & Stories

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?

Tara instinctively tried to dodge, but it was too late. A faintly sweet scent filled the air, and she inhaled several breaths before realizing. Wesley blocked the door, leaving her no choice but to retreat further into the room. Her voice was sharp with alarm. “What are you trying to do?” Wesley smirked, his laugh sinister. “What do you think?” With that, he sprayed her again several more times. Tara’s body started to feel hot, her heart racing. Her legs grew weak, and the flashing disco lights made her dizzy.

I intendedly said that with sarcasm. “Ouch,” she pretended like she really hurt inside. “Didn't you miss your twin sister?” I chuckled and shook my head. “How can I miss the woman who has the same face as mine? The only difference we have is our hair color,” I mentioned and tilted my head. Bria Barbara, my twin sister. I was serious when I said that the only difference we have is our hair color. Why? Her hair is orange that goes well with our milky smooth skin, while my hair is just a simple brown hair.

The very sight of bugs disgusts her that she could sometimes feel her skin crawl, especially now that their sizes are a few times bigger than how they look whilst she was still in the human realms. Looking at the peaceful scenery before her, Suyi could only lightly breath and enjoy the soft wind. Weirdly enough although she was now a transparent soul, she could still feel things that humans and creatures that had flesh could feel. She could breath and do things that humans can. It was said that if she goes down to the Human Realms, no one will be able to tell that she was there except those who had special abilities like ghost fighters, masters of arts, etc. She could even kill a person ther

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When Sienna finally got out from the shock of seeing a stranger at the door, she said, “How did you get in?” Her lips stretched in a wide smile and said with a twinkle in her eyes, “I am a witch.” Sienna’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She was sure she had missed some inner joke. “Pardon my poor sense of humor, Luv. I am Sue Woolf, Alaric’s aunt.” She said stretching her hand towards Sienna. Sienna licked her lips and said, “Alaric is not at home…” “I know. I came here to meet you…”

Faint tattoos were visible along his forearms. He looked up at the sound. His narrow eyes were calm under the lights, but they still sent chills down a person's spine. "Sunny." Eric shoved Sue forward. "I brought her." Sue staggered a few steps in her four-inch heels before finding her balance. Her eyes flickered at Sunny for a brief moment, then her usual haughty expression returned. She brushed a hand through her messy curls as she smiled disdainfully. She was clearly not taking him seriously. Sunny fiddled with the cigar expressionlessly.

she said, trying to muster as much confidence as she could as she pictured her palm awash with golden light. A yellow sphere flared up above her hand, so bright in the darkness it forced her to blink, like a surprise flash from a camera. The entire clearing lit up in pale light, while dark, twisting shadows cast by the trees extended back into the woods. Startled by the sudden brightness, Leesa lost control of her spell and the glowing orb winked out.

She raised her hand, her wolf—a russet female named Blaze—howling beside her, the sound echoing through the clearing, the firelight casting a golden glow on her face, the clearing a haven, the warmth a shared memory. Samantha stood, her movements slow but steady, her green eyes glowing with pride, her voice soft but clear, the sunlight illuminating her face, the warmth of the clearing a mirror to the peace in her heart, the air thick with their shared legacy, the clearing a sanctuary, their bond a radiant flame. “You’re the Dawn Pack now,” she said, her silver hair catching the sunlight, the crescent pendant around her neck gleaming, the sunlight dancing on her face, the clearing a haven, th

The night club has all ten televisions tuned into the New Years Eve Party in New York. As Jason and I sit at the table with the others, I turn to Shel and Sasha to ask them a very serious question. "Hey, I was wondering if Shel you’d be my Maid of Honor and Sasha, if you'd be a Bridesmaid? I've already asked Connie to be a Bridesmaid as well." Shel and Sasha look at each other in surprise and huge grins as they turn to me. "We'd love, too!" they say in unison.