Twilight Golden Onion Novels & Stories

When they finished painting pretty silver and gold designs on her nails, the elder woman handed her a fruit drink, then beckoned in a man with clothing cradled in his arms. “For you, milady, compliments of Lord Fallon,” he said, displaying his wares with a flourish. A midnight blue top similar to the red one she’d admired was draped over his arms. This one had short tulip sleeves and was embroidered with silver and gold and had a silver and crystal butterfly clasp. Her attendants “ooohed”. The man offered an apologetic bow. “We are very sorry the one you admired is not in your size, but we would be happy to have one made for you, or to offer you a look at our other inventory.”

I sighed, unbuckling my seat belt, and got out of the car. "Shall I bring your usual?" The waiter asked and I shook my head, my eyes going wide. I didn't want Nate to know what I eat regularly. It would be embarrassing. "I'll have Caesar's salad," I smiled and looked at Nate. "What's your usual?" he asked and I glared at him for a good twenty seconds before he gave up and turned his attention to the waiter. "I'll have the...Bacon-wrapped chicken breast with spicy garlic sauce," He gave his order and put the menu down while I scrunched my nose at the sound of garlic.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“Hopefully, nobody in the Sixth will attack.” Golden light filled one side of my vision, and I turned to find Ophois crouched on four legs by a closed door. “Ready?” he asked. “Ready,” I said with a definitive nod, my system thrumming with borrowed power. “Cathwulf,” Griff said. I turned around to meet his amber eyes. “Yes?” He closed the distance between us and handed me what appeared to be a pair of lemons with green stalks that curled like hooks. “Luna and Juniper prepared this.”

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

They were clearly a werewolf but not one Lucas recognised from the files they had on the Blue Mountain pack. The golden wolf quickly had the upper hand, sharp teeth catching the now retreating feral by the end of the tail and yanking a tuft of hair out. The feral screeched in fright and bolted away, a couple of droplets of blood splashing onto the wintery ground behind it before it disappeared into the tight network of bare trees. The golden wolf didn’t follow, a huff escaping from its nose as it watched the retreating loser. It was now that Lucas could fully appreciate the wolf’s size and stature. It was strong looking with its coat glimmering in the sunlight. But it’s eyes were what had Lu

- Aeriol "I conjure the land that gives vitality" - Lynx "I conjure the water that springs life" - Lalaine "Protect thy rose of power, until its owner claim it with honors. Evil is sealed as love will spring." They said in unison. Bright light sprouts from the ground and envelopes the rose. It is slowly pulled it out and rest its root in a ceramic glass. A bright light wrap the rose as it slowly turn to a clear glass. From the roots a trail of gold slowly forming.

Just then, someone beside her gasped, breaking the silence. “The three lycan princes!” Suddenly, something shifted within Lydia, as if she had been expecting this moment. A voice in her mind, Circe, stirred to life. “MATE,” it exclaimed, resonating with a deep longing. The aroma intensified; it was a blend of hot coffee and honey. She recognized that the scent was coming from the man in front. Without thinking, she began to walk toward him, feeling the pull of her instincts. Circe hadn’t failed her; she felt drawn to hug him and plant kisses on his cheek. But before she could reach him, the prince walked past her and scooped up Thalia in his arms. Thalia giggled as he brought her down, his b

He can’t be, cause I’m seeing it too. Olivia. Her boob bounces as Axel kisses her, and she arches her back, an orgasm racking her body. As she cums, a crackling of golden lightning snaps from the sky and hits more trees, burning them to ash immediately. I can only stare. When Olivia finishes, she breathes heavily, and she hesitantly opens her golden eyes. Our gazes immediately lock. “Shit.” She murmurs, eyes widening. Axel swivels his head our way, and the slits in his irises immediately fill out.

Sharon stated. Carlo was Sharon’s boyfriend, and they lived together like a couple. Twilight couldn't go back to her old apartment—she knew he would find her. A knock interrupted their conversation. Sharon rose from the bed and went to open the door while Twilight shifted her focus back to her studies. “I need to see Twilight.” Twilight froze at the familiar deep voice. Oh God. “Twilight?” Sharon flashed her a teasing smile. “A handsome man is here looking for you.” Twilight bit her lip, taking a deep breath before standing and approaching the door.