Twilight Characters Volturi Novels & Stories

She thought and then flipped for the first page. She saw a plain paper, or maybe the ink used had faded already. In the next page there is only one clear writing, the date when the book was created. It says; 28/5/1665. She flipped it again, trying to read the faded ink until to the middle page. She shifted her weight from the bed into another position, for her not to feel numb. Echeverrea Vladiane the first woman vampire who built an empire in the Tantrana Forest, the forest near the Canagan area. She built it together with her husband Magus McNaire….

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

Moments Later [Rina POV] The ward was purged. Well-wishers gone. Nurses gone. Silence so heavy it felt like being buried alive. Two men sat at the foot of my bed. Less like visitors. More like harbingers. Lord Dexter Valerius. High Vampire. Council of Ten. His seat cemented in centuries of bloodshed. He fussed over the temperature of my chamomile. Beside him, Morthos Gravemind. Necromancer Overseer. Fellow Council member. Spinning a soul-gem between skeletal fingers.

There were people already seated. Seven beings. Seven legends. My heart kicked. The first was an old female fae with silver eyes and long black braids. Eleanor Ltavario- the blessed. Next to her was a tall male witch wearing rings on every finger, each one glowing faintly- Mikael Deventus. Then there was the vampire-cold eyes, slicked-back hair, and a mouth already curled in annoyance. Alexander Duville- The brother of the Vampire King.

All the men left one after the other remaining the girls. "How was it?" Charlotte asked as she attended to her friend's injury. "It was terrible, Charlotte. Allen is a vampire..." "And so is the rest of them - Xander and Kyle while Drake is a white witch. Ben is ordinary." Charlotte interrupted her, filling in the space. "Wait, how did you even know?" "Kyle and I are mates," Charlotte revealed to her. "Mates?" Jane mumbled then she remembered what Red had said to her that party night regarding vampires looking for their mates or something like that.

Alexei was helping out as best he could along with Loretta to keep the more mercurial vampire at bay but it was challenging. As always, where the twins were, so were their mates. Loretta had a thoughtful expression on her face, as her eyes kept flickering to Andrei, even as she listened to something her sister-in-law was saying to her. She was a striking woman, not tall for a Were, but sleek with toned muscles that signified strength. Andrei looked at her, his brown eyes flashing with some untold emotion for an instant before his expression became neutral again. He turned back to his brother raking an impatient hand through his hair.

It was because time decided to slow down the second time I twirled her, giving my body time to overtake my mind once again and decide that I was going to dip her. It was because of how she gracefully hooked her hands behind my neck, like she was the master of an art that she had never tried before. And that smile. That damn smile she gave me. That damn perfect smile. That's where I lost it. I let out a deep sigh, turning the water down to its coolest temperature. I've been on this earth for over four centuries and never have I once felt something like that in regards to someone else. Vampires are greedy creatures. We see something that we want and we take it. That's just how we work.

Now, she was feeling the aftereffect of her exercise and she was happy for the burn she felt in her limbs. Her jet black hair was tousled as a result of the tossing and turning she did the previous night. She had woken up from a nightmare and for the life of her, she couldn't quite remember what she had dreamt about. Loretta was a succubus, she possessed three entities within her. The first was her dominant trait which was the wolf, the second was her witch traits and the last but not the least was her vampire traits.

He must've been someone important because she could already tell he was someone powerful. "Pardon me, I did not introduce myself. My name is Rimidal V. Bram. As you have already discovered, I am the man that made Rodrick into who he is now," Rimidal introduced himself. Charlotte lifted her eyes for a moment up to him and caught him returning to his full height from a bow. When he caught her looking at him again, he smiled at her and forced her stare back down at her plate. She had never heard of a vampire by that name. But if he was the vampire who turned Lord Hunt, then there was no doubt that he had to be much older than Lord Hunt. Which would explain why he seemed to be so intimidating, a

“But the queens are young—barely past their turning age in mortal terms. They have centuries ahead. They are not… hurried.” The class digested that in silence. Nico felt eyes on him again. Not many. Just a few. The kind of glances that said *twenty-one* without speaking it aloud. He kept his face blank. Inside, the vampire blood thrummed a little louder—like it knew something he didn’t. Somewhere in West Tower, Elara Voss was probably smiling behind her Stetson, spurs quiet for once, waiting for lights-out. And in Utah, at Storm Academy, Celeste Valentina Morau—born 2011, ancient wizard bloodline finally awakened in fire and storm—had already signed off on the boy who wrote he had nothing to