Twighlight Book Series Novels & Stories

The previous books are: - Fated Rejection – Fated Claim (Book 1) - Fated Soul – Fated Light (Book 2) - Fated Power – Fated Destiny (Book 3) The previous books in the Dark Moon series (Cross-over series) are: - His Hunt For Redemption (Book 1) - Design of Fate (Book 2)

She was probably a werewolf already, and if she wasn’t she’d be one soon. Everyone stuck around until it was very dark out. We lived so far out that light pollution wasn’t a factor when looking up at the stars. It was clear enough out that it felt like we could see every star in the sky. “I’m going to grab water. Want one?” I nodded a response to Nikki. She rolled over and got off the ground. I could hear every one sitting around a fire as it popped and sizzled. Nikki and I forewent the group gathering and laid on the beach with our towels as we looked at the stars. It was something that we’ve just always done together. We’d even make our own constellations and named them.

Phase One: The Clash of Light and Shadow Liora lunged forward with a cry, her twin blades arcing in a crescent of radiant light. Caelum parried with a weapon of pure shadow, sparks of silver and black exploding where their strikes met. The celestial plane trembled, and ripples of energy cracked the skies over the mortal battlefield. Wolves far below stumbled as earthquakes tore through the earth. Aiden shouted over the din of war, “Hold the lines! The twins… they’re deciding our future right now!”

She could not stop talking about how excited she was for me to see her bedroom. The sun was setting by the time we finally reached their home. The house was far from the city, set high on a hill, and as we drove up, I could see how beautiful the surrounding homes were. It was already dark, so the streetlights and house lights lit up the area with a soft glow. Tall trees lined both sides of the road, their thick branches adding to the quiet, cold atmosphere, even though I had not stepped outside yet.

Only three days remained until I could get my divorce with Eric, but I was feeling uneasy, like something bad was going to happen. I had only planned to introduce Thomas to a couple of small clients to show I was serious about the job, without really affecting Eric's company. However, somehow, I ended up convincing some big clients to switch over too. Eric had to be furious with me. Today, as I was leaving the company to deliver a contract, a group of people suddenly blocked my way. They all waved their phones at me like they were trying to catch me in a net. "Wendy, people are saying you're the one who caused Eric's accident in the river, and that you've been secretly seeing Thomas to get b

Then, she brazenly stepped on the shattered pieces of the jade bracelet. “It’s just a stupid bracelet! Do you really think I care about it?!” Her voice dripped with disdain as she turned to the guards. “You’re just asking for it. Throw him in the basement!” I stared blankly at the ruined bracelet, my face emotionless as they dragged me away. The basement was dark and damp, and it only had one door leading out. A pair of bodyguards stood watch beside it, making escape impossible. Above me, a flickering fluorescent light cast harsh shadows across the cramped space. My only regret was never setting up any cell signal down here. I could not reach the outside world at all.

they answered in unison. “No rest until we’ve searched the whole city. Tear it apart if you have to. We may not find this witch, but I know something or someone is here.” His instincts were rarely wrong. Someone would target the Elders or the whole Council. “Those who sleep at sunrise, be back here an hour before and give me your reports. The rest of you will carry on until I say so. The Elders are watching us. Take supplies with you. Move.” They obeyed without hesitation, shadows slipping out one after the other. Gray hovered until the room was empty, then stepped forward.

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

Outside, the ward breathed, humming steady and hard and alive. At the edge of Silverveil’s woods, Ironclaw retreated with wounded pride and borrowed monsters. In the deeper dark, something old and hungry howled once, furious, and went quiet—blinded, blocked, shut out. Inside the salt circle, in a living room that smelled like blood and sage and love, Charlotte Hale blinked her star-spark eyes, sighed, and finally decided sleep was acceptable. Silverveil entered its after.

“If there were a book three, the title would be Dusk?” “Midnight is a transition, darkness, silence, the feeling of loneliness and loss. Dawn is hope, and if Dawn is as successful as Midnight, then the third book will be Nightfall, but it’s not exactly the time of day. It’s a locale mentioned in the book.” “Okay. No more spoilers, T.S. Prince.” “You’re not mad?” “About you being the author, and making me look like a fool?” He chuckled. “I wanna bite you right now, but it can wait until I come back from the trip.”