Twilight Imprinting の小説・ストーリー

The tidal wave of shock was quickly followed by anger before a maelstrom of confusion, grief, disbelief and rage cut through the pack bond like a punch to the chest. Chloe felt like the air had been knocked from her lungs and it took everything she had not to be dragged down by the riptide. Hecate’s hold on their body released like a rope snapping under pressure and Chloe was quick to take the reins and shift into her human form. She ignored the biting wind on her naked flesh as her blue eyes focusing on the scene below them. Around her, wolves shifted into humans as everyone let Emily’s words sink in.

Elowen’s POV – Twilight Whispers That evening, as the last vestiges of daylight faded into the soft embrace of twilight, the academy’s grounds transformed into a quiet sanctuary. I found myself wandering along a secluded stone path leading to a hidden courtyard, a place that had once been filled with echoes of our past conflicts and now promised a fragile new beginning. The gentle hum of evening stirred in the air—a murmur of crickets, the soft rustle of leaves—and all around, the academy seemed to exhale, releasing the weight of the day.

Stefano replied. Jay became too speechless. Imprinting didn't always work for werewolves. It was a temporary solution for those who couldn't mark their mates upon their first meeting. So, they would resort to imprinting and assert dominance over their mate to acknowledge that they were destined to be mates. If Liam didn't have any destiny laid out for him, that meant he didn't have a mate destined for him. He chose one and imprinted it onto her. Then, everything took a turn from there. Jazmine could have someone else as her mate, but she might not realize it because Liam already imprinted her as his mate.

The Silvermoon tribe, their wolf-like instincts attuned to the subtleties of the supernatural, felt the surge coursing through their veins, resonating with their very essence. Andrei and Sabrina, lost in the depths of each other's gaze, felt an inexplicable connection transcending time and space. As the imprinting ritual progressed, Sabrina's heart quickened, a maelstrom of emotions stirring within her. Odd sensations, like whispers from a distant past, danced on the edges of her consciousness. It was as if she had known Andrei, his essence, for a lifetime.

asked Heath, clearly unsure. Daniel laughed blandly, not knowing what to do. He knew the Old Duke and Madam were very busy at the moment. And Young Lord Liam… "Young Lord," Daniel came closer, hinting that he was going to whisper something, and Heath put his ear closer. Meanwhile, Miriam, who was already very familiar with the Lycan imprinting process, blushed. It wasn't until he finished hearing Daniel's whisper that Heath himself blushed a terrible red. The tall black-haired youth nodded once and cleared his throat.

“Ashe was adamant that we were not meant to be together, and that the connection needed to fade. She said that Morgan wasn’t meant for me.” “That’s not how imprinting works,” Mathias growls, agitation lacing his voice. I turn to face them, my hands behind my back and my head slightly tilted. “When a bear shifter imprints, it’s for life. There is no fading, there is no breaking the connection between them. You literally bind your soul to them; the exchanging of blood is just a way to concrete the union like a wolf marks their mate. Your wolf and she are connected on a spiritual level and always will be. Do you feel her emotions?” “I have,” I answer honestly letting his words sink in. Why woul

My voice cracked as I raised it, so I tried to calm down and regain control of my frustration. Nathan lowered his voice when he spoke, as if someone was listening, but didn't make eye-contact with me. “There are different stages of an imprint. There's the imprinting—that's the part where we touch and flashes of our possible future go through our minds. The marking—where the wolf will bite his imprinted to claim her. And the sealing—where the two wolves make it official forever.” My jaw dropped. “You imprinted me?” “Elana, I—”

“Tell me you didn’t imprint.” I didn’t answer. Her hand flew to her mouth. “You did.” Imprinting wasn’t a choice. It wasn’t a crush. It wasn’t something you could undo because it hurt or because the person didn’t love you back. Imprinting was rare,so rare most wolves never experienced it. It was the kind of bond wolves prayed for. Unless it was with the wrong person. “Does she know?” my mother whispered. “No,” I said. “She can’t.” “Jake—”

*** Theo thoughts about her imprint The consequence of the imprint of her should not have shown unless she is ‘something’ of their kind. But for some reason he is reminded of his late mother that had fought with his father in a battle long ago. They won the war but his father lost his lover. She-wolfs are regarded as equals to He-wolfs meaning they can feed the young while helping their spouse when in short of men. It was a battle even now that their numbers are slowly decreasing because of mortals, bhampirs, mermen and creatures are thought to be myths. It was a world that mortals adapted because of the longevity tht they lived they became more advance producing science which is demonic wor

My arms wrapped around his neck, my fingers threading through his hair as I arched beneath him. His mouth left mine and traveled along my cheek, down to my neck. His lips were warm, his breath even warmer. When he began pressing soft kisses at the base of my neck, adding gentle bites between, my back arched into him involuntarily. Each kiss sent a tremble through me. I was trembling and wanting more.