Twilight Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Again, she pouts. "If you continue to work here, prepare to be prey among predators. They will keep chasing you until they get their hands on you. That's how dark this part of the world is.” She tilts her head. “And you? What will you do if you won't chase me?” I smirk. She keeps pushing her way in. “You want me to chase you, petal?” Instantly, she flushes red. “That's not what I meant?” She gets off the table and attempts to leave but I take a hold of her wrist.

"To the woman who lighthen my dark world, I want you to know that it is coming from the depth of my heart that I love you more than you can ever imagine. I admire every thing about you, my sunshine. You are the gift God had bestowed upon me despite my disobedience to him. He gave me a chance to become a responsible man and father to our future child. Thank you for deeming me worthy to be your man. No shield will come in-between us, even our parents can't go against us, their conflicts should be settled by themselves. My assurance is till death do us path, and that reminds me of my surprise for you tonight. I will pick you up for the private yatch cruise.*Smirks* You don't wanna miss what I p

"You owe me twelve million dollars, Preston. I want it now." "I don't have twelve million in cash!" "Then sell the estate." "If I sell the estate, the council strips us of our seat!" Preston hissed, stepping closer. "Just give me a week! My sister is getting close to the Lycan Kings. She is going to be the next Luna. Once she marries Halil or Kai, I can pay you double what we owe." Staring blankly at the desperate young man, Victor slowly shook his head. "I don't deal in fairy tales," Victor whispered.

****** The love which once felt nonexistent and too dry to feel was now blooming under the showers of rain, the storm has past, and the life begins again. ****** He connoted me as Twinkle, this means he now believe me and knows I was not wrong when I claimed to be his childhood friend. I was not lying when I called myself as Twinkle, his Twinkle.

He placed a cold finger underneath my chin and tipped it upwards. “Look, my love. When the moon is swallowed whole,” he trailed his finger down my cheek. I flinched Which only seemed to bring him more satisfaction. “Your power becomes mine. Your light, your soul, you shall be wed to me, under the stars. Isn’t that romantic?” I looked at him and glared. Without a seconr thought, I spat at him. It landed on his cheek. For a second, he was quiet and then he chuckled.

Cynthia drunk it . " You taste good Damon ." she said humorously . " Just shutup ..." said Damon . " So all set it's going to be a fairytale right ...no one dies happy ending . said Jeffery lightning down the moment . " Hope so ." said Cynthia hopefully . " Yeah twilight 2nd edition . " said Damon sarcastically . " We going to binge watch that movie the whole day once its done ." said Cynthia teasing Damon . " I am not included in we then ..

"Hi, Jim. I need someone to follow for a few days at the end of this month the five days around the full moon. His name is Aiden Dylan. I can give you his address and further details. Let me know if you're available." I hesitate for a moment, but then press send. I'm going to marry Dylan. It may not be a real marriage, but I still don't want there to be any secrets between us. I'm sure Dylan will be happier when I know. Clearly, he's not willing to tell me himself, which leaves me little choice. I freeze as I hear footsteps, but they pass my room. Dylan is just going to bed. Even though I know I have good reasons, I feel guilty about the email I just sent. I grab my phone and text Hannah.

Now, she sat by the window, staring out at the dark clouds while raindrops slid down the glass like teardrops. Her voice broke softly into the silence. “What did we do wrong?” she whispered, her breath fogging the glass. “What are you all running from?” She clenched the book tighter. They hadn’t even exchanged numbers. Nothing. Taylor had searched the internet earlier, desperate for some sign—some clue. Only Salem and Orson had traceable profiles, though barely active. The Frost brothers? Nothing. No social handles. Just mentions of their pack business and titles. Cold, Distant, and Private.

I stammered, shaking with terror. "Hmph. You've seen it all. Today is your last day, pervert," he said, his anger palpable. "I'm not a pervert! I'm your fan!" I cried, trembling. "A fan? Are you sure?" "Yes! I am... your fan!" I answered, even more frightened as Drex's irises flickered back to yellow. "Haha! But you ran away screaming when you saw the real me! That wolf was me, Drex Ethan! I am a Lycan!" He grinned, leaning in so close that he licked my cheek, as if tasting his next meal.

“You guessed it; I do. But before I say anything, I need you to not lash out if that's not too much to ask.” “I'll try, but the chances are very slim.” “I'm his fiancée.” Twilight let those words sink. She wasn't sure how to feel. Angry? Upset? Disappointed? Heartbroken? “I’m guessing you don’t like me then,” Twilight said. “Why would you think that?” “I am the one whom he cheated on you with, so yeah.” “So, he didn't tell you?” “No.”