Tanya Twilight Mga Nobela at Kwento

We have a rotating party schedule and for once it would be nice to skip out on the whole thing. Rosa taps my shoulder and points toward the front door. My biggest modeling rival makes her grand entrance. Tanya Pennington, the half-Swedish model with her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. The two of them are holding hands and their blonde hair is flowing down their backs. Tanya is prettier than Lucia, if I don't do things properly Model Perfect might replace me with Tanya. Tanya walk over to me and her heels click with each step. She puts her hair behind her ear and smirks.

“You need to understand. This is crucial. I have to speak with her. I need to find out what she knows of the twilight.” Dante's brow furrows with concern. The doubt he has on the matter is etched across his face. “Salvatore, what makes you think she possesses any knowledge about the twilight?” “She is the future Luna. If any amongst the pack holds information regarding the eclipse, it would be her. I cannot afford to let any potential lead slip away,” I plead. Dante sighs, his gaze locks on mine. I do not think he is going to back down on this. “Salvatore, I understand your concern, but what makes you think these mongrels possess any information we do not have?”

WINTER'S POV Finally, the day is here when I am officially engaged to Warren Aspen; I will be Mrs Warren Sophia. After a lot of thinking, I have decided to give this marriage a chance. Aspen is also a human-like me and I know one day he will love me. Our marriage will also be like a normal marriage one day.2

He can’t just leave me, especially since I could be carrying his child. I still didn’t believe the doctors, I thought as I ignored the bubbling and fluttering I felt in my lower stomach. I looked into the brown eyes that belong to Canowicakte, my Hunter. “How did you-” “I've known you my whole life, Lara Jane Mikaelson. I can read you like a book.”

The second she disappeared down the hallway, Lisa rushed toward me. “Ava!” she whisper-screamed. “Were you seriously talking to Tiana Ronald?!” “Uh… yeah?” I blinked. “Why are you acting like that?” “Why am I acting like that?” Lisa clutched her chest dramatically. “Tiana Ronald is literally wolf royalty! She’s a teen supermodel, the daughter of the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, and every fashion brand is obsessed with her. Do you know how many followers she has?” “I don’t really care about stuff like that,” I admitted.

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?

The woman turned to me, her lips curved in a small circle before smiling at me. “I’m glad that someone was with Taylor tonight. My brother who’s an Alpha was busy, as always! I haven’t seen him until now,” she rolled her eyes. Then she extended her hand to me. “I’m Tanya, their older sister.” I smiled and extended my hand to accept it. I didn’t know if it’s okay for me to accept her hand but it will be rude if I don’t. Did she know that I am a breeder? Based on her genuine smile towards me, I believe no.

She stopped when she was close enough and smiled so brightly it was almost blinding. "Hi, my name is Tanya. I am Miguel's sister. I am a twin actually and that was my twin brother, Troy." She offered. I smiled at her and her eyes twinkled a little too brightly. "Hi, my name is Maliya." "OMG, you are so pretty and you have a really pretty name." She said. "Thank you." "Your hair, did you dye it to that color? How did you achieve it? Can you tell me? I have always wanted blonde hair." She asked.

He was getting to be part of it. Delilah took a step forward, but I grabbed her arm. “We need to tell Damon.” Her jaw clenched. Her voice was ice. “No. We need to stop him. Now.” And across the clearing, Tatiana lifted her gaze, and saw us. Her smile was slow. Cold. She didn’t disappear. She wanted us to see. Carter turned toward us at last. His eyes weren’t entirely his anymore. They were darker. And I realized too late…

“You’ll understand soon enough.” “No,” I snapped, stepping forward. “No, you are going to tell me now, right now!” Nathan growled beside me. “Who the hell are you? You better speak quickly, or your family members will be picking up your remains by morning.” She tilted her head slightly, watching me before moving her gaze back to Nathan. “My name is Tara Elven. My mother… is the head witch of New York.” My stomach dropped. Why was she so familiar? I kept trying to remember, but a sharp pain shot through my head. Then my eyes met hers again.