Twilight Books Characters Novels & Stories

I accused, my voice trembling with hurt and betrayal. Drake's anguished cry pierced the air. "No, Yvonne, I would never betray you like that. I swear it," he pleaded, desperation evident in his voice. I stared at him, disbelief mingling with the pain in my heart. "Then how? How do you know about werewolves and vampires?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper. With a heavy heart, Drake approached me, his expression filled with sorrow. "I know who you are, Yvonne Brooks. The daughter of Arthur and Catherine Brooks, the heiress of the Moonlight Pack. I know that you're a werewolf," he confessed softly.

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.

“Why not just become my vampire queen? Isn’t that enough?” “Look,” I said as my eyes dove into his deep dark ones for emphasis, then into Gwendoline’s pale gray eyes, and finally Luthias’s’ rich blue eyes. “Besides the fact that I’ve always been intrigued by the concept of doing magic, I have an evil vampire king and an equally evil mutant-vampire queen hunting me down. Charles is old and strong and Sybil, although not so old, seems to have a great deal of power in her. I’d be a young vampire with little backing me if I was caught alone by either of them. Being vampire just doesn’t seem enough ammunition to fight them off. I think... no... I know I need the magic as well.” “The lass has a

I would like to have a few words with you. Confused and fear-stricken Sandra hurried back to duty wondering what he would want to discuss with her. He was in his early 40s and she was just 20 fresh out of college. Surely he was maybe going to offer her a job. So many ideas ran through her mind and she decided to let them go. Eric paid his bill and decided to drive to the gold course not too far from the restaurant for a few hours before he would return to Sandra at 4. Sandra was very different from all the ladies Eric had been with previously. She was a shy girl, laid-back and not sophisticated like the ladies he was used to. He could not place his fingers on what attracted him to her beside

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.

Was she cursing him with this pain, making an example of him for any other who flirted with the light? The werewolf pulled back and rose to his feet. Alexander followed. “Fine,” Eric said through his teeth. “What?” “I’ll drink your fucking blood.” As the clock struck midnight, an unlikely deal was made. A werewolf and a vampire, brought together by the love for a human princess none of them would ever have.

“Alex is really hot though.” “Yeah, he is really fucking hot. But if you don’t want to be with him, we can probably find you someone comparable. I have a bunch of cousins that are all warriors, and my older brothers have tons of friends too. So does Luke.” “Well, well, well, if it isn’t Hemming.” A male’s voice sounded from behind us. We both turned around to come face-to-face with a tall redhead. “Hi, Charlie,” Lucy greeted him, a big, flirty smile on her face.

It would be easier for me to accept such sublime zombie feelings. - How it works? - I suddenly asked, - How is the imprint? Or how? It wasn't exactly the start he expected. - Imprint? What's this? - okay, we haven't read Twilight. Literature has been written about them, by the way, I could have been curious. - Well, this is from the Twilight books, where the wolf found its mate, imprinted with one glance - and all the other is not needed. Here - this is already a familiar look, looking at me as if I were stupid.

Her gold dress sparkled like the light, and I felt completely at a loss. I looked back at Landon and he was looking at the girls so intensely. Did he like them already? I sniffed as I massaged my temple as I tried to ward off the growing headache that I was feeling. "Beautiful," the queen said with a laugh. Then she went ahead to call, Mona Leap from The Blood Moon Pack, Kristen Blackwood from NightCrest Pack, Katherine Wolfe from the Twilight Pack, Willow Drove from the Warrior Pack, Ana Royals from the Crescent Pack, Ella Drove from the WindRock Pack, Harriet Moon from the Shadow Pack, Noel Light from the Sundown War Camp, Bianca Air from the Star-crest Pack, Jessica Mills from the Enchant

he growled, pulling her closer. His eyes were wild, desperate. Claire struggled, but Ryan pinned her arms at her sides. "You don't understand!" she cried. "Then make me understand!" he shouted back. Their faces were inches apart, both panting, glaring. Lightning cracked across the sky, casting their shadows in stark relief. For a moment, neither moved. Neither breathed. Claire's mind screamed at her to fight— to run— but something in Ryan’s eyes made her freeze. Pain.