Twilight Jasper Novels & Stories

Jasper was silent as he led me up the stairs. I paused as something caught my eyes. "Graduation caps?" "Yes." "Hmm, you're not a vampire, are you?" Jasper let out a laugh. “Despite the name, no. My sister did that, she bought it at an auction. She is obsessed with the entire Twilight franchise and gets it from set." "Wow, some fan girl, huh?" "I mean come on, Jasper and Alice. I would be obsessed too, seeing that our names were in the books and movies, plus our father is a doctor. The coincidence."

Jasper suddenly stepped on the gas that made Dustine and Dawn bump into the front seat. “What the hell!” Dustine loudly cursed. His reflexes went on Dawn’s forehead that hit on the hard surface but thankfully it just had a little scratches. “Are you okay?” he asked and she only nodded and flashed a small smile. “Why did you do that?” “T-There’s….” Jasper stuttered and frozed on his spot. “There’s what?!” “T-There’s a we-werewolves!” and both of them looked in front and saw three big wolves whose furs look like Dawn.

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THE TWILIGHT COURT Maerwynn’s POV The city emerged like something out of a dream. It clung to the mountains, glowing softly with an otherworldly light. The buildings looked like crystal, impossibly tall and delicate, and the towers shimmered as though spun from the night sky itself. The light wasn’t from the sun—not the kind I knew. This place lived in twilight, where day and night held hands, casting the city in a perpetual, silvery glow. Light veins carved into mountaintops, glowing against the midnight sky. There was beauty here, haunting and fragile.

She turned and noticed me, adjusting her glasses with a warm smile. “Miss Thompson, sorry to barge in like that. I knocked but no one answered,” she said politely. “I had to bring in some clothes for us to choose from for you to wear. And hi, I am Sarah Wilson, your assigned personal assistant from Mr Barginsen.” She extended her hand, which I shook. She looked beautiful and approachable, her whole presence calm and well put together. Her energy made it easy to return her smile. “It’s okay. I figured you were the assistant he mentioned, although I wasn’t expecting you so soon. And please, call me Judi,” I said as I stepped closer to where she stood, the bed now covered with about four differ

I mean… Since Kyle mentioned that Xavier Hawthorn was a mercenary, I expected that he would scare me the first time I set my eyes on him. “For the main event of tonight… This is the one and only Xavier Hawthorn everyone!” the host claimed with enthusiasm that one could mistake this auction as a recognition of celebrities. He then added, “Isn’t this the best time to get ahold of him? Now, let’s start with a hundred thousand dollars!” Right after saying that, the lights turned on and I saw a sea of buyers raising their numbers. “$150,000!” “$200,000!” “$200,000 from Buyer 65!” the host called with so much excitement while pointing at the direction where Buyer 65 was.

I whisper as our hands collide against one another. A surging feeling travels through my palm and up my arm causing me to gasp the feeling now almost as if it is burning my skin as it travels through my body I look at Jasper. His eyes were scrunched shut almost ad if he was concentrating when suddenly a whirl of wind surrounded us lifting us up. His eyes opened them the pretty pale blue shining as black veins went up his arms his fingers long and black mine doing the same causing my eyes to widen. My fangs poke through my gums as my teeth elongate a darkness swirls us fire dancing through it causing him to smirk at me.

For an infinitе, suspеndеd momеnt, shе knеw nothing but thе whitеout hazе of rеlеasе, еvеry worry and hеartachе sеarеd from еxistеncе in thе firеs of hеr climax. Whеn awarеnеss finally bеgan filtеring back in, it was to find hеrsеlf cradlеd in Tylеr's arms, thеir swеat-slickеd bodiеs still еntwinеd in thе tanglеd aftеrglow. Hе prеssеd tеndеr kissеs along thе slеndеr column of hеr throat, his touch infinitеly gеntlеr than thе brutal possеssion that had prеcеdеd it.

I run back to the place where we live and on my way, I keep on praying that Gahala would be fine. I entered the the gate and headed to my place. We are staying far from Enlaja outside of the forest but the sorroundings are still dark. Inside of the big compound, all werewolves are living there. We have our own place or small house that will seperate each other. Nearby, there was a river where I always go because I found peace in there. Sometimes, I hope my parents left me at Enlaja and I am considered as a fairy even if I am half werewolf but then it is impossible for that to happen because the fairies will always remembered my mother's betrayal to them.

Akira’s P.O.V “How are you feeling?” I ask the guy in front of me who just woke up a while ago. “Who are you and where am I?” He also asks looking at us not minding my question. “You are here in the West section Moon Night pack, I am Scar Yaji, and she is Akira Walter owner of this house while this guy here is Ralf Miles next alpha of this pack” Scar replied to his question. “I am Idris Voss from South East section Evergreen pack” he also introduced himself.