Twilight Books Characters Novels & Stories

I sat at the school's pool, reading my history textbook. I didn't understand it but I was trying. Not a single soul was at the pool to my delight. I love reading in quiet places. It was just me, my book, and the shimmering dancing water. I was reading about the foundation of Twilight Castle; it was originally the first vampire royal castle before the great vampire queen, Queen Rida Red, who willed it to be a school for every paranormal after her death. The present king, Dermot's father, built a much bigger and better castle to live in, while this one became a school.

with that mouth full , I toss the collar to him and begin to walk out. I am so angry and annoyed at Alexander’s audacity that I forget that I am wearing high heels that I struggle to walk in. I walk at a fast pace until I feel my ankle twist making me loose my balance and falling forward. I hold my breath waiting for the moment for when I come in to contact with the fall but that moment never comes. I slowly pried my eyelids apart , and see the face of an angel. ‘Xavier…’ I say his name. His arms are wrapped around my waist , his face so close to me I could smell his special scent.

“Is that it? You don’t feel any emotion towards the characters? Their struggles, the conflict—“ “That doesn’t seem like a conflict at all. It could be solved if the female agreed to be turned because that’s what vampires do. The author just dragged the conflict just so Twilight can be called a series.” Elaine was speechless. She did not dare utter any single word. “If I were Edgar—” “Edward.” I sighed. “If I were Edward, would you allow me to turn you into a blood-draining creature of the dark?” “Hell yeah!” Elaine beamed. “They are immortal and cool and—” “They are not cool,” I declared. “And they are not immortal. You just have to plunge a silver knife in their heart and cut off their head

The eerie glow of perpetual twilight adds an otherworldly quality to the tension that fills the air. The voice of the leader of the seven cuts through the silence, sharp and accusing. “Kai, you’ve outdone yourself this time. Bringing a wolf here, amid this perpetual twilight? Are you trying to get us all killed?” Kai stands tall, and I can see the determination in his eyes. “You underestimate her, Dante. This wolf is different. She’s a wildcard, and she’s already proven herself more resourceful than any other shifter I’ve encountered.” The doubts of the seven hangs heavy in the air, their concern clear. The mischievous vampire voices his apprehension. “Resourceful or not, she’s still a wolf,

She snapped and when I still didn’t respond, her eyes widened as she gasped; “THE ALPHA?!” I ducked my head then to hide the obvious blush that must taint my face right now at the mention of Xavier. God, I missed him! “Yes…” I stated softly. “but he’s not the only one.” “AHH!” “They’re three actually and their names are; Xavier, who is the Alpha, Ryan, a friend to Xavier and Zade…” I said, intentionally omitting the fact that Zade was a vampire. It was a well known fact that she was still trying so hard to get accustomed to Werewolves, so throwing it at her now that I was also involved with vampires would significantly weird her out and I couldn’t bring myself to put her through something su

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

Thе grandfathеr clock in thе sitting room chimеd midnight, its rеsonant tonеs еchoing through thе cavеrnous spacе. Emma sat curlеd up on thе chaisе loungе, a book lying forgottеn on hеr lap as shе starеd vacantly into thе flickеring flamеs of thе firеplacе. Thе shadows dancеd across hеr fеaturеs, casting an almost hauntеd look upon hеr dеlicatе facе.

''How many of you are in this school? I lifted my chin. I didn't know anything about sex and I could get tongue tied in front of the hottest guy I had ever seen but I was Amelia Rhinehart, daughter of Christopher Rhinehart, vampire royalty and this line of conversation, it was my territory. ''Why would I tell you that?''

“Then you—” Zoan answered softly so Deanna wouldn't think they were bad people. "We're also werewolves. Alpha Meazuz is the leader of the Twilight Pack, while I am a beta. You can call me Beta Zoan. There's no need to be afraid; we won't hurt you, and you'll soon understand the identities of everyone in the Twilight Pack." The car they were riding in stopped at a very large palace. Several women lined up in front of the car door and greeted them. Several men walked toward the second car to carry Deanna and Meazus's luggage.

Freya’s heart clenched at the approach of the unknown. She gently sat up on the bed, eyes fixed on the door. Then they came in. Her eyes widened, “Elira?” She couldn’t make sense of it even without any of them speaking yet. Elira, the witch of the the Twilight Pack. Alpha Torin’s trusted witch that had bounded her powers. Yes, it was clear she and Imogene knew each other earlier but they didn’t exactly posed themselves as allies.