Twilight Emmett Novels & Stories

The nearby base took its stock… but the second nearest store is… far away… and I have to pass through a conduit domain… no thanks. Twilight stands up and scouts the area. Since he was at a high place, Twilight quickly saw the path that he needed to take. Twilight packs up and he starts to follow the path downward. Knowing the area, Twilight quickly follows the road towards the grocery store. Using the many buildings and large objects, Twilight avoids the creatures of Etana. When he reaches the grocery store, Twilight sneaks in by entering the back door. It was dark. After the voice took over, electricity was cut off as one of the conduits made a base in the city’s nuclear plants. The conduit

“Emma. If this knife tears your skin, and your blood flows into this glass, you become one of us. One that we can die for, and one that we can live for. Are you ready for this oath?” “Yes Elder Ethan.” Immediately, Emma took the knife, and cut herself. She watched as her blood flow, but she must allow it. Trust must be bought. As weeks stretched into months, Emma's transformation transcended the corporeal realm. She embraced her dual nature, gracefully navigating the delicate balance between her human self and the primal instincts of the wolf. The moon, a luminous beacon in the night sky, became her unwavering guide—a celestial mentor that offered unwavering strength and boundless wisdom.

My mind spun like a loaded chamber. “What about Emery?” he asked finally. “You going to tell her everything?” “She already knows too much.” “That’s not an answer.” I stared out the window. “The truth would break her.” “Or make her stronger.” I didn’t respond. Because deep down, I knew Dante was right. ** Back at the penthouse, I found Emery sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone. The headlines were brutal. From Victim to Vixen: Emery Sinclair’s Rapid Rise in High Society

*Jax P.O.V.* I was doing my normal work out and training with the wolves when one of the younger ones got hurt. We called 911 because the injury seemed pretty serious and this one didn’t have his wolf just yet. As we waited for the EMTs to arrive I once again found myself thinking of finding my mate. I didn’t realize that today would be the day I found him. I was focusing on the injured teen when I got a whiff of the most intoxicating scent I had ever smelled before. I looked up and grimaced slightly when I saw Chad, but he didn’t smell like the scent I had smelled. Coming in behind him while pushing the stretcher was the man the scent was rolling off of. My wolf was going crazy in my mind h

That surely was a distasteful feeling but instead of answering him again, Valentine suddenly asked No, it felt more like an order as he said nonchalantly, “Give her to me. If you do, I might consider sparing your lowly lives.” Everyone looked at Emma, some of them envious and some of them sympathetic after all, being taken away by such a man is not necessarily a good thing. Emma was also stumped, she knew, of course, that this man was a werewolf and she didn’t expect him to really come to her rescue, but why? Should she be happy? She did not know what or how to feel, she just sat at the carriage waiting for everything to unfold. On the other hand, Lucas thought that this man just saw the bea

Chapter twelve: The oath of twin keys Isabelle crouched beneath the dusty eaves of Montrose Hall’s west wing, candlelight trembling in her gloved hand. Beyond the yellowed panes of the arched window, the courtyard lay drowned in moonlit mist. Tonight was the eve of the summer solstice, when Bellford’s ancient wards grew thin—and when the Ember Circle’s secrets stirred most dangerously.

I felt something twist inside me, something raw and ominous. “Follow me,” I ordered sharply, already moving swiftly towards the forest. “Something's wrong.” Ethan and Carter fell into step immediately behind me, their movements tense and cautious. The scent hit me before I could clearly identify it, a sickeningly sweet, metallic smell of blood, intertwined with an unfamiliar darkness. My heart tightened painfully. My wolf growled but then whimpered and then grew protective.

Emmett stood with one hand in his pocket and his other hand scratching his head idly while Blade had both hands tucked into the pocket of his jeans. Their conversation came to an abrupt end but instead of walking over towards me, Emmett headed in the opposite direction. He was heading towards the other group of guys that were at the park while Blade remained immobile and I watched him like a hawk. Feeling my eyes on him, he suddenly turned and approached the swing with a laid-back manner all while wearing an amused expression. My mind snarled and yelled for him to go away but my lips didn't part and no sound came. Even under the moonlight, I could still see his deep green eyes as brightly as

Ace mocked. "I'm strong enough to punch your face into your ass," "Don't even start with the fighting boys, fighting bad," Twyla scolded. "Cheetah no run packs, we stay alone but me strongest." She said proudly. "Dermot is the prince of Twilight Myth, pure-blooded vampire." Elle said. "I thought the Twilight Myth is for all supernatural?" "Oh, it is, each to their own side but the vampire side is still named that generally. Twilight Castle is inside our zone, belongs to the vampires." Dermot explained.

Smith, Lupus, Felix, Daniel, the commander who I still can’t remember. “Let’s be serious. You all know that I'm right, why else would you be in here planning to capture her. You’re putting the pieces together, I can see it. The prophecy. The darkness. The mysterious angry twin that shows up out of nowhere. Of course it’s her. And I'm not the only one that knows it, you all do too”.