Twilight Felix Volturi Novels & Stories

Jeanne questioned Moreau, "Sebastian, His name is Sebastian Hunters Moreau, my first son" Moreau announced in a very loud voice as cheers filled the air. "For he shall be great and venerable, he will command Respect because he is my son," he added. People began shouting in joy as they all feasted, no one slept that night, as they all rejoiced at the birth of another Twilight vampire. .. .. .. YEAR 1315 AD "Move over…" Delphine screamed, as she landed on the floor, bloodied and out of breath.

The effect of the dragon's blood on his body was only able to withstand the curse because, after that, the effect disappeared along with his body temperature, which dropped drastically this morning. In other words, his engagement with Daniel should no longer be valid. As a warlock with no future like him, it was clear that he had no right to comment on Daniel and Isaac's relationship. But he continued to feel pain in his chest every time his mind repeated the incident over and over. Once he had regained his strength to leave the place to look for another place, Albert crossed the same corridor as him. The man only glanced at him a moment, then took him out of the castle, together with Ursula

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.

He fell down to the floor, groaning in pain. The Vampire girl has been hiding behind the door and waiting for the right time to attack him. So that when she gets him to crash on the ground, she would then run for her life. But then, her jaw dropped the moment that she recognized that he was one of the Grand Elders of the Volturi. She hastily lowered herself to the floor in fear to help him get back to his feet before what she least expected happened. Rufus grabbed her so that her full body was close to his reach. He wrapped his hand around her back and his sharp claws elongated, piercing deeply into her skin. She moaned in pain as she felt a sharp pain in her neck region.

Wouter Alphonse, Verrill Wouter's twin, has dominion in Orlando, and his main strength is the manipulation of the lightning element. And the last, 6. Philip Dovioso, a noble class vampire who has a territory in Philadelphia, with his power to produce fog. Of all the noble-class vampires he had killed, only one could speak because he was the most powerful among all of them. He is Wouter Alphonse, a noble-class vampire who has the power to manipulate the lightning element. In his battle with Damien, they fought quite fiercely and took five days. Wouter is a candidate for the Three Pillars of the Empire if there is no Damien, and he should get the One-Man-Army title. However, because of Damien'

- It’s just an obsession, some kind of special vampire spell. Tristan did not let the knight finish: rushing forward, the blond easily knocked the young man onto his back and sunk his fangs into his neck. Felix gave a strangled cry and tried to break free. Tristan did not pay the slightest attention to his pathetic attempts, carried away by the feeling of fresh blood flowing through his body. The wounds on his body itched, foreshadowing quick healing. Sinking his fangs even deeper, Tantario made mental contact with the man's will and easily suppressed it. Felix fell into a semi-conscious state. Now the pain no longer seems unbearable and terrible to the person. He seemed to be floating on so

“Anything else? Anything bad or anything that made you think we need to be cautious?” “No, it feels like her emotions are heighted. Love for people seems to be more powerful. I can sense which parts of her are from which type of vampire. Somehow, she doesn’t have the side that makes her need blood to live, or want blood to live, for that matter. She’s like a Ceprimora with her emotions, but far stronger and heightened, nothing like Monventla. She has the power and strength of Monventla, but the workings of Morgelantous, so she can eat, sleep and drink. Only she needs far less sleep, almost like a sort of power nap just to give her mind a break.” Zander smiles at Willow, he can see it is her;

Dracula, the ancient vampire king, observed them with a regal poise, his crimson eyes reflecting both wisdom and scrutiny. Luna, the moonlit pup, remained by Maximus's side, a silent presence in the midst of deliberations. As the discussions reached a pause, Dracula raised his hand, signaling for attention. The leaders turned their gaze toward him, their expressions a blend of anticipation and respect. "Alpha Maximus, Luna, and Princess Georgia," Dracula began, his voice carrying the weight of centuries, "you stand at the threshold of an alliance that bears the potential to reshape the delicate balance between werewolves and vampires. The moonlit mark, present in Luna, is a celestial blessin

Lilith states as this was making no sense, she was sure he was a wolf. "Maybe a spell was put on her or Adrian is a vampire and we don't know." Lilith gave her a look. "I would know if my mate were a vampire." "Wait, Haisnoa deafen," Darci whispered making an invisible wall block them, this spell made sure they were unable to be heard. "Listen, remember you're bloodline is favoured by the moon and that's what made you a wolf, I think? I don't read Xiafionican history, but anyways, Adrian's bloodline is favoured by the sun and in the humans, stories vampires can't go out in the sun and wolves turn on a full moon, am I making any sense?"

They resembled the remnants of a once-beautiful structure—two individuals who had loved passionately, yet tragically, sacrificing everything in the process. I didn’t speak. I just stood at the edge of the room as Olivia turned toward me with eyes too familiar. “Elena,” she said softly. “You deserve the truth.” Victor nodded. “All of it.” I settled into my seat, my hands clenched tightly in my lap. Dominic was next to me, close enough for me to sense his warmth, yet distant enough to allow me my space. He was giving me the choice to either forgive or confront. Olivia spoke softly, her tone tinged with sorrow. "I encountered Victor during my college years. He was untamed, exceptionally intelli