Twilight Books Novels & Stories

Relief flooded her, but almost immediately, the fiery heat in her body surged, overwhelming her. She slid down against the wall, her strength giving out, and pulled off her T-shirt in an attempt to cool down. Her breathing was heavy, and her pounding heartbeat echoed in her ears. Her entire body felt as though it were being devoured by ants, the sensation unbearable. She couldn’t stop the soft, stifled moans that escaped her lips. Suddenly, a sharp click pierced the air, and the lights flicked on. Tara’s vision blurred, her consciousness slipping away. Through her hazy gaze, she saw a tall, striking man walking toward her.

But maybe she just didn't want to be there either. He had never really thought about these women. Born witches and turned on the first full moon after their 21st birthdays, blessed by the high priestess herself, their whole lives were about bearing a child or two for vampires. Their families agreed to it, and they usually wanted to be turned, too. Then, they were given lifestyles worthy of royalty for their service. But this girl looked like she hadn't had a choice in much of anything. "It's nice to meet you, Bethany," he lied.

Claire gasped, breathless from running. Without missing a beat, Mrs. Dalca answered, "Library." Something about her voice—tight, clipped—sent a fresh wave of fear through Claire’s veins. She didn’t waste another second. She sprinted down the hall, the cold floor biting at her feet. --- The heavy double doors of the library were slightly ajar. Claire pushed them open slowly, the hinges creaking just enough to make her wince. Inside, the room was cloaked in a heavy, brooding silence.

“Yep. I don't see why you put up with me, Dylan remarked jokingly. Then he got on his motorcycle and rode off to reveal his greatest secret. ZACHARY Zachary Prentiss was still fighting the urge to chase after those animals and destroy them. After what had happened, he couldn't understand why Nate was being so incredibly composed. He took in one painting after another as he cast a quick peek in her direction. She had not only existed before the conflict started, but she had also been present during its early stages. She had witnessed personally what the werewolf packs had done to their people in Scotland three hundred years prior. Werewolves had been a menace to her for millennia, but she nev

Shannon POV I could feel my anger rising, my heart beating hard, my feet trembling, my head flaming and I gnashed my teeth. I could feel my anger rising so badly that I had to clutch my hands to control my rising anger. "I am the one that is worth this position, not her and I can't allow her to have it." I growled in my head. My twin sister, Sharon, was about to be crowned the ambassador of the Blue Moon pack. I had always craved this position but she just came from nowhere and snatched it away from me just like that.

I smiled at her. “Mine is just Layla.” She’s not really Bella after all. Good thing! She seems nice. Maybe that’s why I was annoyed with her yesterday because I don’t want anyone else playing the character of Bella Swan who is someone else. “You know twilight?” I asked out of the blue. “H-huh?” “Twilight, written by Stephenie Meyer. The novel?” “There’s a movie now so it’s impossible you don’t know,” I said. Her forehead furrowed. Seems confused by what I said. She didn’t seem to know them.

Various theories have the library being built there by aliens, by a civilization ten thousand years old, or by a race of vampires. Caitlin let the book fall from her lap, her mouth open in shock, and it landed with a thump on the floor. She sat straight up, feeling a jolt. She suddenly felt wide awake, as if she had just lost all sense of time and place. She picked the book up again, her throat dry, and read the words again and again, desperately, like a castaway starving for water.

Meanwhile, he did not realize that his cellphone was ringing, and his wife Nadia was calling him. “I love you,” The girl whisper in his ear that makes him smiled. “I love you more, Patrice.” The response to her. *** (The other woman's POV) “I miss you. I had no right to like you, but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look at what happened to you, you’re endeavoring to seduce a vampire.” From the book Twilight, written by S. Meyer. If Bella did fall for a vampire like Edward Cullen, I in turn as a BS Culinary graduate and from a religious family fell for a married man.

Eyes may change shape, hands will change, and hair and eyebrows will gradually thicken and change color. She snapped the book shut and opened the next one. ...The belief in vampires and bloodsucking demons is as old as man himself and may go back to prehistoric times... Grabbing the last of the books she’d taken down from the shelf, she flipped the pages until she found what she was looking for. A smile of satisfaction covered her face as she skimmed that page

MY MOM drove us to the airport, the window of the car we were riding in was left open. Phoenix city temperature 23° C, clear sky, blue without clouds. I wore my favorite shirt — sleeveless, white lace; I wear it as a symbol of farewell. The object I was carrying was a piece of parka… er, but this is Bella's story in the Twilight novel, not mine. Ha ha! I am sorry to Stephenie Meyers for brazenly copying the main paragraphs of her novels. I did not mean to plagiarism, really! I love her!