Sunset Shimmer X Twilight Novels & Stories

I wondered why. “Of course they only come out at night,” replied a guy on the other side of the room. “Sunlight burns ’em up.” “No, it doesn’t,” a girl countered. “But sunlight makes their skin sparkle, which gives them away.” I had to work hard to stifle a laugh at that last comment. The girl was clearly a Twilight fan. Sparkling vampires are not something I’ve ever seen or heard of in the real world.

he murmured, his breath sending a shiver down my spine. “It’s the sun,” I mumbled back, my voice still drowsy. I attempted to turn to face him, but his grip didn’t ease. “Trying to run from me, Red?” he purred, his voice sinfully low, dripping with a teasing edge that made my heart race. Why did he have to sound so sexy, even at this ungodly hour? Then again, I wasn’t even sure it was morning. In the Twilight Court, time seemed to blur, especially after the night we’d had—lost in each other, over and over again, until we couldn’t remember where the night ended and morning began.

The red-orange light of the sunset was slowly covered by purple, then black, as the night sky descended on the sea. The cries of the seagulls became drowned by the chirping of the crickets. Vivi Willows breathed in deeply, savoring the salty, fresh air as it poured into her lungs. She liked sitting by the beach and watching the sunset after a long day. Twilight was her favorite time of the day. It was the only time when she could allow herself to rest and be calmed by the gentle waves on the beach.

Mantilo didn’t speak until he had filled two cups up with ice and drink, and quietly handed one cup to Ezekiel. The off yellow drink was spicy and hard, tasting of pomegranate juice and lemons and an unidentifiable herb that heated up his tongue and spiced his lips. The drink had been named “Sunset” for as long as Ezekiel could remember. A strong brew that was held all year and dished out only once on this joyous occasion, during the three nights of the Celebration. The Brew was a delicacy and a treat for the Shifters, fermented juices that seemed to relax their inner beasts and amp up their friskiness at the same time. Nate jokingly referred to sunset as “catnip in a cup”

A small school of silver fish flitted across the sand before disappearing from my sight. Bastian floated next to me, sitting on his own board as he looked at the horizon. The sun was coming up gold and setting the sky aflame. I gasped. It was magical to be out here, floating with my feet in the water as the sun came up. Just as the last inches of the giant ball of light left the horizon, he leaned over and kissed me. I closed my eyes, feeling his warm tongue and tasting the salt of the ocean while the sun heated my skin. No, this is heaven, I decided, losing the rest of my thoughts to his gentle lips and tongue.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“Indeed! I need to remember to subscribe to your account later!” Overjoyed to be showered by so many praises, the grateful Xavia bowed as she exclaimed, “T-Thank you, Seniors…!” As she continued bowing over and over again, she suddenly heard a familiar voice say, “Hey! Were you trying to get our autographs before this?” Turning around, Xavia’s eyes widened when she realized that it was the couple from the Twilight series…! Immediately nodding in response, she was quick to reply, “Y-Yes, please…!”

A mocking smile slowly appeared at the corner of my lips. "Julie, Timothy, the game has only just begun."

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The full moon hung heavy in the sky like a swollen wound, casting everything in shades of silver and shadow. Every member of the Silvermoon Pack had gathered in the ceremonial circle, their faces a mixture of anticipation and discomfort. They knew what was coming. Word travelled fast in a pack, and Damien had made sure everyone knew exactly what would happen tonight.