The Volturi Twilight Novels & Stories

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

“I won’t be another name in their graves.” The door suddenly flung open. Wolves flooded the cottage, silver and monstrous, their half-shifted forms glowing with the light of the moon. Their growls vibrated through the floorboards. Selene stumbled back, but her legs wouldn’t move. The bond rooted her in place. And then he entered. Dorian Veyrath didn’t need an introduction. The air changed before he even stepped through the door dense, electric, charged with the weight of power and inevitability.

" I could feel a world of emotion emanating from him. He must have pulled over the motorcycle because I could no longer sense his movement. I could sense his confusion and relief as well as joy and anger. "I'm not far from the village if you want to come now." "Yes." I looked at the room of expectant Neratomay. "Paul said now." What happened next was incredible. A room full of over sixty Vampires got pumped up. Teeth dropped and muscles bulged. The sound of hissing was loud enough that I wanted to cover my ears. I concentrated on Monica and Tyler. They weren't together, but they were near each other. Separated by a room or a wall?

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

He was too lenient in tormenting me, unlike what he did to Danrious. Perhaps he's so furious with Kaelyn because she's Tita Rose's daughter from his first marriage. I walked down the hallway, carrying the books I borrowed from the library. The final exams are approaching, and even though I might be a vampire, I still need to study to interact with people. I looked at my arm, which was growing pale, with my green and violet veins prominently visible. Glancing at the clock as I passed by, I realized it was already morning, and I needed to hurry home.

His seat was at the head of the table, a position of great power and responsibility. As he took his seat, someone thundered out his official title: "His Grace, High Lord Lumiére Colton- The fifth." The sound reverberated throughout the room as everyone in attendance bowed their heads and uttered respectful greetings. Lumiére nodded his head in acknowledgement before clearing his throat and adjusting his posture. He knew he was in for a long night, filled with weighty discussions and important decisions, as the challenges facing the Vampire race were not to be taken lightly.

"Like which ones?" "It's called Unticinak," She answered. "Which means 'possessed by the power of the full moon,' " She added. "The beings of darkness decided to give them that name when they decided to give their souls for the protection of others." "Did they sell their souls to protect others?" he asked, and Za nodded as both of them now bent down a little by a small bush vine to get to the forest that he remembered well gave them the way to the mansion. "Were they normal humans before making that decision?"

Every fiber of her being wanted to protest, but with Roselia’s intense gaze reminding her of what was at stake, Arah could only bite back her words. Roselia and Drusden’s coven had told her things about Vergilius. Awful things. That he murdered people for sport—with no remorse at all… and that he especially liked to feed on children. The only ones standing in the way of his committing more horrific crimes were the hunters. If Vergilius got hold of Arah’s power, he wouldn’t fear the hunters anymore. Who knew what else this elder vampire witch might do in this world? Arah stared at her left arm, trying to focus. She knew she needed to summon the power, to make the wind tattoo move outward, but

She was absolutely beautiful, much more beautiful than I considered myself to be. The evil little troll in me wished she was disgusting and 600 pounds overweight. I couldn't help but notice all the pack members glancing at us from time to time. They all wanted to make sure the non-pack member behaved herself with Eddy's mate. Their loyalty was to her now. This princess was the one that they cared about. After all, she’d be the one who outlived me. She was probably a werewolf already, and if she wasn’t she’d be one soon.

She was an extremely ticklish person. He turned her to face him and gave her a long hard kiss before pulling the blanket over them. *** Down below in the dining hall, Vlad, Hans and Thomas were sharing a bottle of Pinot Noir. Thomas had officially become Vlad’s number one fan after he found out that Vlad had been the inspiration for Bram Stoker’s Dracula. “What about Twilight? What do you think of it?” he asked, slightly tipsy from all the wine.