Twilight Lemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Truce between the witches and the werewolf or even acceptance of both races to each other. You both went through different difficulties cause you crossed what was destined for you." She placed the basket of apples on the ground and looked up again, "I need to go, Luna. I hope you made up your mind and accept our Alpha's apology." She left. Leaving a heavy feeling in my chest. We crossed the moon goddess's will. I didn't, it was Dion who crossed it and I took my revenge by marking another werewolf. His apologies. Too late.

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

he asks stepping forward to get a better look at my face, I back up and with finding my lighter in the driver's seat, I light up a smoke and exhale to the right of me away from him. "It's alright. Nothing," I backed up another step from him as he stepped forward to touch me. Taking the hint he drops his hand and stays where he is. "I'm Jason, Jason Austin." He holds his hand out for me to shake. I take it carefully and shake his hand. "I'm Marrallyn Wheaton, nice to meet you." Boy, this guy yummy. "How old are you?"

The Lycan King argues for the twin's brother to come home and ascend the throne. “You will make an amazing Luna”, Aiden whispered. I smiled shyly at him. He looks straight into my eyes. He licked his lips in a flirty way. I was instantly aroused. His nostrils flicker before giving out a loud howl. Aiden tugs me into his celestial arm before attacking me with his soft lips. I never hold myself back. I kissed him with all my heart. My emotions dominated me. I kissed him with raw passion. He kissed me as we moved toward the bed. He placed himself above me. Looking deeply into my orifices before he started to worship all over my body with his kisses. He backed off and started ripping off my dres

I stepped closer, shock written all over my face. So not only had he killed Tyler, but now he wanted to ruin my life entirely. I’d rather take my chances with a mine bomb from another pack than spend an eternity with him. “I’ve already made all the arrangements,” he said. “I’ve given your father the price to have you as my Luna.” I turned to my father, still smiling as if this was supposed to make me happy. Well, he was wrong. I wasn’t. Turning back to Damon, I locked eyes with him. “You must be delusional if you think I would spend my life with you after what you did. You ki—”

“You know in Twilight when Bella and Edward were on their honeymoon and Bella puts on all those sexy clothes to try to make Edward... well, you know.” Minnie blinked so dramatically it almost looked like she was having a stroke. "AND that It is The my he leaves," Liam broke off, moving away of us. It seemed that he finally started to to understand The general idea of what Minnie's gift to me had been. “If you need me, I’ll be right there, far, far away from this conversation.” He turned around, and in the blink of an eye, he was several blocks down the street. I would have laughed at his reaction if I hadn't been so embarrassed.

But my voice cracked, weak and trembling—no match for the Alpha before me. Lucas smirked, slow and lazy, as he loosened his tie. The silk slid through his fingers, a soft, sinuous sound that made my skin prickle. In one fluid motion, he shoved me back onto the mattress. The bed dipped under his weight as he pressed himself against me, his chest hot through his dress shirt, searing my skin like a brand. "You're my mate, Leila," his breath fanned my ear, scorching and possessive, "We have to strengthen the bond—otherwise, you'll burn up with fever, too weak to stand. You think your little collapse at school yesterday was an accident?"

He yanked her top off, mouth latching onto her nipple, sucking hard as she arched and moaned beneath him. But Raphael fucking Thorne kept flashing in his mind. What if I hadn’t pushed him away last night? Would his mouth feel different? Would he be rougher? Liam squeezed his eyes shut and pushed the thoughts away, focusing on Chloe’s gasps, her hands tugging at his shirt, her full tits in his mouth. The front door suddenly opened and Thorne walked in oblivious.

“You belong to me now, Claire. And if you even think of running again... I promise you, there will be nowhere you can hide. No one you can trust. Not even him.” Each word felt like a brand against her skin. He stepped back finally, studying her with a smirk, like a spider admiring a struggling fly. “And sweetheart...” Mason added, voice a mockery of affection, “you have no idea just how big my web really is.” With a final wink, he turned and strolled out of the room — leaving the door wide open behind him. Claire collapsed against the desk, her knees buckling under her. The flash drive burned against her skin, heavy in her pocket.

Lance knew he had to stop them at any cost, or else the world would plunge into darkness once again. Since Averie didn't see a single shadow of a demon werewolf in the garden, she felt relieved and decided to proceed with her plan to freshen up her body by taking a shower. However, she soon realized that she couldn't shower due to her fractured arm, so she settled for wiping her face and body with a wet towel after undressing. Just as she was finishing wiping herself, she heard someone inside her room. She thought it was Ernest, believing he had brought food for her since she had asked him to prepare some and bring it to her room.