The Volturi Twilight Novels & Stories

Andro has to fight to stay by his mate's side and fight off the new enemy waging a war against his family; his mafia family while protecting his identity as a vampire. CHAPTER ONE Annika’s POV In the chant of the black night, the stars were the choir, they were nights singing in an unusual pattern, singing a tone of death. Few minutes past ten, the once-cleared skies had transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black as the night laid down in a blanket of darkness.

Wouter Alphonse, Verrill Wouter's twin, has dominion in Orlando, and his main strength is the manipulation of the lightning element. And the last, 6. Philip Dovioso, a noble class vampire who has a territory in Philadelphia, with his power to produce fog. Of all the noble-class vampires he had killed, only one could speak because he was the most powerful among all of them. He is Wouter Alphonse, a noble-class vampire who has the power to manipulate the lightning element. In his battle with Damien, they fought quite fiercely and took five days. Wouter is a candidate for the Three Pillars of the Empire if there is no Damien, and he should get the One-Man-Army title. However, because of Damien'

Johnny rolled his eyes, making no attempts to stop the witch as she stormed out of the kitchen. It had been several hours since Ursula made her discovery and since then, everyone had been flying around the place trying to slow down a mass shift. However, Johnny couldn't help but think they were too late. Now the wolven spirits had been given a chance to awaken, they would do what they could to stay awake. It was simply a case of natural survival instincts. But he followed orders and the orders were to slow down a mass shift until they all understood a bit more of what was happening.

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

And as each vampire drank, she recited a chant for the potions effect to be activated, "Sorvex vampyri, veneficus draconis , Zarathrax nocturnum, umbra potentis" As she did this, each vampire wore a mark on their forehead, a symbol rather, using a trace of the potion to do it which reinforced the potion's connection to them and could be used as their new brand. The leader of the vampire, loved the idea of that. The change was good.

Just silver moonlight painting the floor in shapes that looked like runes from an old language I couldn’t read. We ducked beneath one window alcove when footsteps echoed from the west wing corridor. Valen’s hand pressed to my back, steadying me as we flattened into the shadows. Two guards strode past—talking, half-awake, unaware. “They don’t rotate shifts like Twilight soldiers do,” Caelora whispered from the front. “Predictable.” “Useful,” Valen murmured back. We slipped into the next hallway, which narrowed into a long corridor veined with glowing vines. They pulsed as we passed, like they sensed us. Caelora muttered something in old Fae under her breath, and the light dimmed slightly.

My patience was running thinner with every word he stuttered. He took a deep breath and said, “S-she is infected with d-dark magic. I-I can’t cure h-her.” My brows furrowed in confusion before it hit me. He couldn’t cure her. Dark magic wasn’t unknown but it had gone extinct after the rebellion a thousand years ago. It had always been a conflict between vampires of the royal family and vampires from lowly tribes. Every king would be made to take the oath to keep balance and not cause chaos and destruction among humans. However, some vampires thought that they were too high to get along with humans or spare them their lives.

" What world? And what organization?" " The world is Kingston Ville, and the organization is the Volturi." "Alright, I'll do it, now as for my wishes. Number one, I want all the powers and abilities of Muzaka from Noblesse, but I want to be able to turn into a full vampire like those shapeshifters from Kingston ville. Except my Vampire'a size must be changeable, commencing as small as a normal vampire up to the size of Fenris from Thor Ragnarok."

When the orange light shone towards their bodies, the four scorpion demons were heard squealing and squeaking loudly at the top of their high tenor voice tune. “Okay… The final finishing…” uttered Hades Voltario within his quite relaxed fashion. Hades Voltario emitted his blue light using his another hand which was free. The blue light was changed to four vast circles with their sharp, deadly, pointed brims. Hades Voltario swung both of his hands in the air. He moved his hands here and there. The four vast circles were seen whirling here and there in the air based on the movement of both Hades Voltario’s hands.

The sun rose quickly and within twenty minutes it had entirely breached the horizon and the vampires all hiding from it in the shaded atrium all cheered and clapped as the volunteers turned to face them and wave out. Luisette was watching them intently and he noticed Lord Echron falter in his celebrations and look at his hand, then felt his face. He shouted out alarmed and fled back into the protection of the shade. “Jot that down Steward Von Dulce, if you please…” Luisette drawled out. “Yes, your majesty…that was twenty four minutes.” It took another half an hour for the last of the four volunteers to feel the effects of the sun and retreat. The last being the youngest vampire, the least po