Twilight Felix Volturi Novels & Stories

"I am a rebel of the Deep Woods! I have survived the ice—I can survive the fire!" The Mother-Wraith shrieked as her power was diverted. The crystal in her hand began to crack, unable to handle the sheer force of Félix’s will. He was a man with no royal blood, no ancient destiny, and yet, he was holding back a volcano for the woman he loved. I didn't waste the second he gave me. I reached out with my kinetic mind, not to fight, but to bind. I wove my violet light into Félix’s emerald flame, creating a bridge. I didn't stop my heart—I shared it. I gave him my strength, my cooling ice, my kinetic stillness.

Adrian chuckled and his tongue brushed over the blood on his lip "Your mouth makes me sick" "It's a strength. Look Cassian. There is a difference between me..." He glanced at the lady "..and you both" he said "That's why Dubois chose me over you despite being a long time soldier. Think about it" Adrian said. Cassian lost it and punched Adrian again. Adrian managed to fight back, just when he had Cassian on hold, ready to strike, the thunder struck, making Adrian hold back "Aw, he's scares of the storm" the lady said and took over from Cassian.

Handsome with a pointed nose,a sea blue eye ball and a dark hair which was styled backward,his looks were enough to make any woman melt before him but his cold looks and condition would make one have a second thought about him. He has everything a woman would want but he is in a wheelchair,a condition he wasn't born with but the condition life threw him in. He met with an unfortunate fate which took the life of his parents and made him paralyzed on a wheelchair when he was just ten. From a lively and carefree boy,he became cold and insecure because he felt like a liability to others but when he discovered who was behind the death of his parents,he became ruthless and that gave him the streng

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

I thought again. But just then, I began to perceive a sweet scent of cologne mixed with ginger, so sweet that I could not help but to sniff. My legs were shivering, and my lips were shaking with excitement. But I didn't know what was making me so happy and also making my legs Shiver hard. Then, I heard the word that made me Shiver with even more excitement. "Mate! Mate!" My wolf screamed at me. I could feel the mate bond now, so strong that I wanted to be one with him forever.

Claire didn’t hesitate. She wrapped her arms around him just as fiercely. She could feel his heart pounding under her cheek. Wild. Unsteady. Human. She pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, feeling the way his muscles tensed—and then slowly, slowly, relaxed. Neither of them spoke. They didn’t need words. Not anymore. The storm was coming. And all they could do now was hold on to each other and hope they survived it. --- But somewhere, deep in the shadows of the sprawling house, a forgotten phone buzzed quietly.

She slowly put the cardboard under the table, It was against her and the werewolves. She had no idea who would come out victorious, but she won’t let anyone hurt her or her people. She was Clarissa, the Ivory witch for a reason.

the Goddess added while facing Drex and his army, different creatures began to fall from a portal above them, they all meet their weak points, they saw things they were scared of, but they summons courage, to Drex's surprise, a copy of me(dark Luther) appeared before him "We meet again Drex, I've long waited for this day" The dark me said to Drex laughing hilariously "How is this possible? How are you my greatest fear? I am Drex, Overloaded of Transylvania, I fear no...(I cut him shut with a heavenly punch), I quickly vamp sped towards him before he reached the ground with an uppercut which took him up, before he could know what was happening, I quickly pierced my fangs deep into his neck dr

Rori’s speech died in her throat as the weight of her words slammed down on her along with the terrible feelings that always accompanied her stepfather's name. Mina glanced up as Rori’s temper flared out of control in a way the powerful witch had never seen, and as she peered upward, the sight of several small flits caught her eye. Mina tried not to be obvious about her discovery. Murdok was a powerful dragon and could be keeping them in the mountain and flits were natural Luceat, so they were always attracted to other powerful beings. What Mina couldn't seem to wrap her mind around was how they seemed to hover over Rori and not Murdok. As Rori’s verbal lashing of Kristi continued, Mina coul

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