Twilight Kim Novels & Stories

At Raven's subtle gesture, Rein and Calder collapsed at our feet. I called forth my enchanted sword, gently resting its blade against Rein's throat. "The world may fear us sisters, but there are those who hold us dear: the High King of Heaven, the Whispering Witch, the Pomegranate Moon Witch...and Kael and Raven. Their presence keeps hope alive, holding back the tide of chaos. "However, as for you, you're about to wade through your very own maelstrom of chaos." Together, Serena and I unleashed our power, driving them both to the edge of death.

The late afternoon sunlight slanted across the room, golden and soft, but the heat between them wasn’t coming from the sun. It was in the way Zariah pressed closer to Imani, fingers tracing along her arm in slow, teasing circles that made her shiver, every nerve on edge. Malik’s hand rested firmly at Imani’s waist, steady, grounding, giving her the space to melt into the teasing warmth of Zariah without ever losing herself.

she was already stretching out her hands as if I would just naturally approach them for her to touch me. "Not now Clara..." My voice sounded tight even to my own ears. I looked at Kimberly. They were dark circles under her eyes. Through the goggles I could see them well and it made my chest feel impossibly tight. "All right then, Alpha Vaelor," her voice was quieter than I remembered it. As if she was barely putting it together to respond, then like a breeze that was too tired to blow she left the ward with just me and Clara remaining.

She was glaring at the person in front of her, who had annoyed her already without knowing. “Did you do that on purpose?” Melissa asks. Lauren opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. “What do you mean?” Lauren manages to gather some meaningful words together. “You knew opening the curtain would make the sun enter my eyes, and you went ahead to do so.” Melissa asks. “I am sorry, I just thought it was time for you to wake up,” Lauren said in fear. “Wake up?”Melissa Mumble. She stands up from the bed, glaring at Lauren.

Even though it was a temporary habitat till he manages to win Storm to his side, he still managed to make it look very classy. He went straight to his room to put away his own collar and from there heard Liam come in and up the stairs. In the hall, he found, Kim, Liam’s mate, in the doorway to the master bedroom, arms folded over her pregnant abdomen. Kim was petite by werewolf terms, though humans might consider her about average, maybe a little smaller. She always insisted that she was fat, which baffled Liam and equally baffled Kaden. Women should have generous br**sts and nice bums. If Kim was a little plumper now, it was because she was carrying Liam’s pup. That made her beautiful.

he said. I rolled my eyes and smirked. I was about to speak when suddenly someone pulled Oscar by his collar. I looked up and saw that it was Robin, one of my blockmates. Behind him were some members of the university's swimming team. Their bodies are almost the same: same height and same body build. Robin looked Oscar in the eye, as if he was trying to scare him. "Who the fuck are you?" Oscar asked arrogantly. Robin kept his stare at Oscar, "Kimo doesn't want anything from you anymore, right? Do you know what you're doing is harassment?" Robin asked back.

Sarah asked, tilting her head in confusion as their pace slowed down. "Just a little bit." Charlie pored over his shoulder to smile at his girlfriend. "You tired? Want me to carry you, hmm?" Sarah bit her lower lip seductively and even they are surrounded by darkness, her repulse to show her charms reigned. She tucked a hair behind her left ear. "I can manage well. Though, these little burrs are pissing me off," she informed and looked down on the burrs sticking to the hem of her dress like pieces of magnets. Some brushed the upper part of her legs.

TALIA Finally, someone came to the door and peered in. I looked up to find a very pretty blonde woman with a pixie cut, looking to be in her early twenties, staring in at me. I realized she had a close resemblance to Alex with dirty-blonde hair and eyes like his. Hers were much more like his than Alex’s. Hers were evil, ominous. She looked at me with murder on her face.

Winter’s P.O.V. Did I just win? The thought echoed in my mind as I walked toward my locker, still buzzing from the announcement. I had been crowned Miss Eastwood 2024—me, Winter, the new girl who had only transferred here a few months ago. The reality of it hadn’t fully sunk in yet. I did it. I beat Marah, I thought, a smile tugging at my lips. The look on her face when they placed that crown on my head was priceless.