Twilight Breaking Dawn Jacob Novels & Stories

When Lord Darius heard that sad news, he couldn't believe what his ears had just heard. He was disappointed and very ashamed of his bad thoughts, for him to have negative thoughts, thinking that those who killed Elder James were Twilight Pack. He never knew that the culprits are close to him. How come you were able to figure this out without disclosing this news to me said, Lord Darius. I think there is a mixed up somewhere but let's hear what Victor has to say, Cyrus, uttered. I'm sorry my lord, he pleaded, I would have said this to you but I was thinking about how I could analyze the killers of my father before handing them over to you sire.

Without a second thought, I dashed out of the room, not bothering if I was still in my nightwear as I headed towards the living room where I knew the twins would be in the morning, discussing one thing or the other about the pack. I wasn't wrong but when I got there, I got rooted to the spot, unable to say a word as they both turned to look at me. Koe was the first to turn to me with a smile while pulling off his jacket. “Good morning, darling. I didn't know you would be up early, I would have brought you some hangover soup.” He said, draping his jacket over my shoulder. “It's always cold in the morning.” He whispered with a smile and I just hummed. Kian had turned away from me, looking back

“You know nothing.” Jacob grinned. “I know she loves you more than her life. And seeing you break will destroy her.” Before I could scream, Jacob slammed Draven into a tree so hard the trunk cracked. Draven’s head hit the bark. His body dropped to the ground. Unmoving. I dropped to my knees again, choking on a sob that tore from the deepest part of my chest. “Draven. Draven, please get up. Please look at me.” Jacob wiped the blood from his chin, smiling with sick pleasure. “Looks like the mighty Alpha is done.”

My breath hitched as I looked up— Straight into the stormy blue eyes of Jake Blaze. Of course. Of course it was him. He stood there with tousled black hair, a leather jacket, and that infuriating smirk that could charm a snake. He was Willow Court High’s walking red flag—the kind parents warned daughters about and teachers pretended not to fear. “Sorry!” I squeaked, scrambling for my books before I cried or screamed—whichever came first. Jake didn’t bother responding. He just walked away, his friends snickering as he joined them.

"Just left this house because of my obsession and my mind's consumed the thought of being known and powerful. I'm sorry." Instead of commenting on his phrase, Dawn turned her back to face her mother once again. "Is he really my sibling, Mother?" She asked. "Yes." "Do we have the same father and mother?" "Yes." Dawn presses her lips before uttering; "So, he's just like me, a werewolf." She sounds like convincing herself that James, who was their rival, the one who cared for her and the one who is always willing to be there for her, is her brother. More than that is a werewolf.

he spat, his chest heaving. I met his gaze, my own burning with determination. “Yes,” I said coldly. “It is.” Because the howls were getting closer. Jacob knew it too. His eyes darted to the darkness beyond the trees, where the shadows moved with approaching bodies. He clenched his fists, his whole frame vibrating with fury. And then—he did something I didn’t expect. He smiled. A slow, cruel smile that sent ice down my spine. “You think this is the end?” he murmured.

I don't normally say this to two souls that are not chosen by the moon goddess, but I strongly believe it is so; You guys meet each other for a very important reason," she again told me. I nodded hearing what she had said. I then say my goodbye to the others and swiftly exit the cottage. I suddenly slow down seeing Jacob now shirtless; showing his muscular body and a large tattoo on his back; doing his push-up quickly. His entire body was cover in sweat. Tears fill my eyes as I walk slowly, seeing him even closer, sadly, and seeing the tattoo against his body even clearer. A tattoo of a large moon that resembles the full moon, but melancholy beside the full moon it had a wolf howling alone t

I hear Jacob from beside me. I turn to look at him. “What?” “I don’t know which one of the two...” Jacob points between his Beta Zane and myself. “... of you is the worst.” You are both just staring across at them. I at least don’t have to take you home for my father to kill. Him on the other hand, I don’t know if I should save him from my father or help kick his ass.” Before any of us can say anymore, we hear Dawn let out a squeal. Levi has picked up her and is yelling “Come dance with me cutie.” As he spins around with her in his arms, her back pressed to the front of him. Suddenly, there is a loud growl from the other side of Jacob. I watch as Zane walks around the fire while saying in a

Xander scoffed, rising from the couch and tucking his hands into his pockets. "Let me ask you something, brother," Xander said as he approached Dexter. "Who do you think did that to James and his friends?" Dexter’s eyes widened slightly as realization struck. "Just give up on the boy, Dexter." Xander said and head to his room upstairs. Dexter sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. Grabbing his jacket, he stormed out of the apartment. ******** "I need this job," Twilight begged the middle-aged man who gave her a snobby look. "Please."

“He’s outside.” My stomach twisted nervously, and I looked up at Tyler. He straightened slightly. Then the door opened, and I froze. Jacob stepped inside. He looked completely different. He looked older, more confident, and dressed in an all-black suit that made him seem more intimidating. My heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, I felt a strange rush of nostalgia. “Jacob!” Wendy called, hugging him briefly. “Hi, Wendy. So good to see you,” he said, smiling warmly. Then his gaze fell on me.