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Out of the corner of my eye, I see Gwendolyn waving her hands over Aurora’s body, which begins to float along at her side, following her towards Cassandra’s portal. I let out a roar, extending my wings, which are powerful enough to force the vampires around me to scatter, and chase after Gwendolyn. There are two vampires standing with Cassandra, guarding her portal; one of them charges at me, but I catch him by his throat and squeeze; my claws tear into his flesh and his head fully detaches from his body.

Tiernan clarified. "The Twilight Princess," Aideen affirmed again. "Do not ever call me that," I ground out. "What's wrong with being the Twilight Princess?" Aideen asked. "Too many damn vampire jokes," I snarled, and Tiernan choked back a laugh. "Vampires?" Aideen looked baffled. "Twilight is the title of a human motion picture about vampires," Tiernan explained. "It's a story; entertainment, like theater." "Which makes that title into a joke." I rolled my eyes. "As if it weren't bad enough to be a fairy princess. I swear; if my skin starts to sparkle, I'm going to scream."

"By putting her in the body of a witch with huge light and a human side that is considerate and loving with a big heart. With those two attributes, Darcy's dark side will be subdued. Your family's witch power source is from love, will, goodness and courage, whilst Darcy's is from anger, hate, bitterness, and selfishness. Love subdues hate, goodness and will subdues anger, selflessness subdues selfishness, and joy subdues bitterness. The light shadowing the darkness is as much as you can see. That explains it." "But why remake a shadow witch after years?" Terra mused. Their eyes glazed over thoughtfully for a bit before she spoke again. "Have you been hearing strange voices? Like someone is t

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I don't want you to choke on your food. Twilight decided to spend the day at the park since she didn't have anything better to do. She played on the swing for a whole hour, took a walk and rested on the bench. It was around five when she decided it was time to head back. On the way, she came across Ichiya. “Do I know you? Because you look a lot like my next girlfriend.” “Nice to see you too, Ichiya.” “Are you on your way home?” “Yeah.”

he says softly and I nod, burrowing into the sheets, he doesn't lay next to me, but I see his full back for the first time. He has a tattoo that looks like a Phoenix…something very familiar. I want to ask about it but I'm too tired to think of anything or even move. I watch him through heavy eyes as his phone rings and he accepts the call. “What?” he snaps, “I asked you to fucking hold them back, is that too much of an order?” he says into the phone and gets up, he sounds angry and I want to call him to bed but I'm too relaxed, too sleepy.

I tried a different approach and tried to slow the kiss down, to eventually stop whatever she wanted in the first place. I felt the tip of her tongue swiping against my bottom lip, asking to enter. She wanted to go french. Ignore it, and kiss her softer… Everything about Lara Jane lingered in my atmosphere wherever I seemed to go, furthering my certainty that not only my wolf...but my soul knew that Lara Daisy-Jane Mikaelson was it for me. Lara is it for me and Octavia wouldn’t ever be. Lara's coconut aroma would fill my senses at spontaneous moments of the day and night, magnifying my longing for her presence.

The strands that fell across my fingers were not my usual ginger-red. They were red. Deep, crimson fire under sunlight. I stared in awe and my heart stumbled in my chest. Just like that, everything rushed back. The forest, Nadia’s chants, The searing pain of my soul tearing open. The flood of Elsa’s howl. The terrifying lightning and Nathaniel holding me tightly. “Holy Goddess!! The ritual worked…” A shaky breath escaped me as I touched my chest, which still felt sore. I felt something warm and solid pressed against my side. I turned carefully, and there, sprawled half on top of me, was Nathaniel Kyle Twilight.

A thing already decided. I saw it then. A light, warm and faintly gold, shimmering in the center of Dominic’s chest, not visible to ordinary sight, not even visible to most wolves, but I had the Twilight Eyes now, and the Twilight Eyes saw everything that carried power. The light pulsed slowly, like a second heartbeat, and I understood without being told that it was his wolf core beginning to surface. The deepest part of him. The part that did not negotiate.

And as if by magic, words began to appear before my eyes, weaving a tale of destiny and prophecy that sent shivers down my spine. I gasped, throwing the book on the floor as I stumbled too, the shock of seeing words appear on their reeling in my mind. Carefully, I crawled towards the open book picking it up as I read the words written in it. "In the twilight of celestial reign, When shadows dance and stars align, A werewolf princess, born of moon's domain, Shall rise to claim her birthright divine. Bound by fate and ancient ties, She walks the path of truth and lies,