Twilight Bella Vampire Novels & Stories

"By the time he realizes she's been toying with him, he'll break up with her on his own." "Really?" Bella asked. "Natalie's too clever to be wrong about that," Landon reassured her. After some thought, Bella nodded. She wouldn't count on any advice or statement that didn't come from Natalie. She said, "Yeah, Natalie could be right, after all." … Over at Twilight Haven, Victor and Bethany left shortly after Natalie and the others went home, leaving Benjamin to comfort a weeping Jasmine. He kept it up until Cheryl called him, "Mr. Zimmerman, I'm outside Twilight Haven."

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the moment. It had been a long day, and she was glad to have helped Ethan. Even though Zayn had been less than welcoming, she felt good about the work she had done, and she knew Ethan was going to be okay. "You're the limelight?" a woman's voice said, interrupting Bella's thoughts. Bella turned to see a beautiful woman with shoulder-length brunette hair, slender and with striking eyes. "I'm Bella," she said, extending her hand. “I’ve never seen one, do you all have silver hair?” The lady scoffed. Bella withdrew her hand “is everyone here rude? is that a personality trait for you Moonshires?” Bella said. “What did you say?” The lady demande

"Okay, okay, I'll spill. It was... one wild night." Lily's eyebrows shot up. "Wild night? I can see that. Seems that you fought with a vampire." Lily couldn't help herself and let out a playful laugh. "It looks like you had an encounter with a vampire!" Bella looked bewildered. "A vampire? What are you talking about, Lily?" Still chuckling, Lily replied, "Just look in the mirror, Bella. You might figure it out." Bella, her curiosity piqued, approached the nearest mirror. When she caught sight of her reflection, her eyes widened in shock. There, on her neck and across her collarbone, were unmistakable marks and bites.

Xavier said, locking eyes with Bella, who felt her heart race. “I’ll be there,” Bella said. But before she could add anything more, a burst of colorful liquid exploded over them. “I can’t wait then. See you tonight,” Bella said with a sultry smile, just as she spotted Tina approaching them. ****************** Bella stepped into Xavier's cabin, the gentle sway of the cruise ship beneath her feet adding a rhythm to her movements. The door clicked softly shut behind her, and she paused for a moment, taking in the view through the wide glass windows- moonlight glimmered on the vast ocean, casting silvery reflections across the room.

I looked back and saw Tyler charge forward, a huge number of werewolves rushing behind him. I quickly kicked the vampire in front of Aunt Belinda in the crotch but she was dragged away by someone else. Sarah took up her daggers and also started defending herself upon seeing the reinforcements.

"I feed on animals." "But," Bella started in a low tone. "You fed off that lady. The Blue haired lady." "She isn't human." He smirked. "She's a Werewolf who almost killed you." He referenced in an irritated tone. Bella nodded slowly, basking for a minute about that rough night. She paced to the kitchen and after several moments. She emerged with cups of milk in her hands. She handed one to him but he smirked. "A cup of blood would have been better." She frowned, loathing herself for playing nice. She withdrew her cup but he held her hand sharply. Relieving the cup off her hand with an humble expression. She smiled before relaxing beside him.

She is. Alexandra looked away, "She is an Elite or well, in a layman's term, she is a vampire like us." She did not elaborate further but my mind repeated the word 'us' which made me flinch visibly. At the moment, I didn't know what exactly I was feeling. Do they feel anything? "Don't act like as if you being a vampire is a curse!" She yelled and her loud voice made me immediately close my ears. Her voice sounded annoyingly high-pitched and that made me angry.

I mean I had sex with a vampire who successfully bit me and feeds on my blood as well. I might be bonded to him in ways that I can't even understand. Maybe I should run away from town. No, wait! It shouldn't be up to that, right? "Bella," Eva called out, gaining my attention. "What?" "I said goodnight and you weren't responding. Are you sure everything is okay with you? You look pale" "I’m good, Eva. There's nothing to worry about. Goodnight" I smiled at her and she reluctantly smiled back at me. I ignored her look and walked into my room.

One of his hands settled on my waist, while the other lifted gently to stroke my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. “Because,” he said slowly, his voice dark with certainty, “you are that baby, Bella.” My breath stopped. “Vampire blood runs through your veins,” he continued, “just as surely as werewolf blood does.” My mind spun wildly. “Bridget Davis isn’t your mother,” he said quietly. “Elena Moreau was.” My lips parted in shock. “What…” I paused for a while. “Marcus, you are lying. Bridget is my mother. My mother is not a vampire.”

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”