Tanya Denali Twilight Novels & Stories

A large mirror appeared in front of me. I was pinned in a hidden corner behind it. The sounds started quickly. Two figures tumbled onto the bed. Serena tore open Ethan's white shirt. "Come on, let me see if you still have those abs. I've been dying for this." Ethan glanced at me through the mirror, then turned back to Serena. "You know I'm not Caleb. You never give me much time. Two days from now you won't be mine anymore. So tonight, can we pretend this is our wedding night?"

Tali's POV Hours later, Dayne is pulling off a winding mountain road surrounded by tall trees that stretch up into the sky. Although it's the middle of the day, in the deep forests of rural Colorado you wouldn't think it is. It's almost dark because of how densely populated the trees are.

Birds flitted overhead, their chirps intermingling with the rustle of leaves in the breeze, but the glade held a charged energy today—as if the woods themselves sensed the tension building between two figures at its center. Alya Dawn stood poised in the sunlight, her auburn hair cascading in loose waves that caught the light like flickering flames, framing her amber eyes that burned with focused intensity. At twenty, her athletic build was a testament to her alpha strength—lean muscles rippling under her fitted leather tunic and breeches, dyed a deep emerald to blend with the forest. Her crescent star tattoo on her collarbone pulsed with a subtle silver glow, a constant reminder of her power

Landon says not worried about offending Folkor. In an instant Folkor stands infront of him in the majestic Twilight. In daylaight Tessa can appreciate him more as she takes in his deep purple color with a yellow shine. He standing infron of them proudly and huffs smoke out his nostrils. His purple eyes shining brightly. He has his wings spread out making him look huge and ready to attack. "We came here to talk to your mother, not starting a fight. She might have answers that I desperately need, please Folkor, maybe we can be friends after a while?" Twilight steps forward lowering his head. Huffs a last puff of smoke out before he takes of.

I muttered, he nodded vigorously and stepped closer to me. “Scarlett Tanner, that’s her full name” he began. I slowly uncrossed my leg and sat up straight. “Tanner?” “Yes, of Twilight Zone. She’s the eldest daughter but they always kept her hidden because she’s twenty three and without a wolf, so not a lot of people know about her,” “She was recently declared wanted and later declared dead. Her burial will be taking place tomorrow,” he explained. My eyes dimmed at his words. He slowly stretched out the iPad he was holding to me and I took it from him and stared into it.

The eerie glow of perpetual twilight adds an otherworldly quality to the tension that fills the air. The voice of the leader of the seven cuts through the silence, sharp and accusing. “Kai, you’ve outdone yourself this time. Bringing a wolf here, amid this perpetual twilight? Are you trying to get us all killed?” Kai stands tall, and I can see the determination in his eyes. “You underestimate her, Dante. This wolf is different. She’s a wildcard, and she’s already proven herself more resourceful than any other shifter I’ve encountered.” The doubts of the seven hangs heavy in the air, their concern clear. The mischievous vampire voices his apprehension. “Resourceful or not, she’s still a wolf,

"It was the shadows, they... they protected her." Kaelen slammed Jaxon back into the floor, he paced the room, his breath coming in ragged, steaming hitches, he felt the absence of her like a physical wound, the "quiet" was gone, and in its place was a screaming, white-hot noise in his skull that wouldn't stop, he was a god of light who was slowly losing his mind in the glare of his own power. Tanya stood in the doorway, clutching a silk wrap around her scorched shoulders, her eyes wide with terror, she had wanted to be a Queen, but she had realized too late that she was married to a supernova.

he pleaded “Black female wolf? No such thing. Who told you that?” “No, no, I swear it’s true. Her name was Tara she-” I drop him at his words and he stops talking My eyes widen and when I turn to see Brayt his face matches mine. The small alpha moves away from me. “That’s what she’s been doing” Bryat whispers to himself “Tell me more” I demand of him He flinches

“I know she’s not. We have never heard of a rogue getting their mate. It just doesn’t happen, Alek. No matter how much we may want it to. Enjoy the tequila.” I watched him walk over to the door. “I didn’t even answer your question.” He paused with his hand on the doorknob. “You didn’t have to. I saw the truth in your eyes. Goodnight, brother.” “Goodnight, Galen.” For a long time after he left, I just sat on the couch, staring into the tequila bottle. I knew why he didn’t believe that we had mates out there, because up until, and even a little bit after I met Tawnie, I also didn’t believe that we did. The only difference now was that I had found mine. Her name was Tawnie De Sangre. She was th

Dissipating the artificial darkness with my magic in the process. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop creating these cocoons? Nobody here is going to hurt you anymore" "Gruuu..." Twilight tends to create spaces with shadows so she can ambush anyone when needed, it´s part of her instincts as drake. I was told that this ability was something new, probably caused by our meeting and contact with mana. Acting obedient, the drake intertwined her hands as his powerful legs bent to sit on the hay and began the banquet.