Twilight Linked Universe Novels & Stories

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.

But that was because the Northern Star pack had something that other packs didn't; their Luna was a witch. The fated union between a werewolf and a witch hadn’t gone down smoothly with puritans but sixteen years on, Ulf and Estrid had defied all odds and united their pack. Their love for each other inspired unity and peace amongst their people while their tenacity and bravery was what drove them to protect their people.

They had faced their fears and had emerged stronger and more united than ever before. And while the canceled ceremony had been a disappointment, the people of Twilight knew that they would have many more opportunities to come together and celebrate their community. They were determined to make sure that the incident within the palace would never happen again, and that their kingdom would remain a safe haven for all who called it home. "The Guardians of Twilight refuse to back down as they relentlessly pursue justice for the two maidens. With their unwavering determination, they continue to dig deeper into the case, leaving no stone unturned in their quest for the truth."

He informed me as he halted, and we came to a stop. We looked around, squinting to see through the blizzard, and I let out a shaky breath when we both saw several wolf silhouettes slowly approaching. “Who goes there?” I suddenly heard a deep voice as they stopped a few yards away from us, all with their eyes glowering threateningly at us both. Then I realised the large white wolf with glassy white eyes in front was Tarrant! He had the skill to mind link his wolf to us, so that we could hear his every word and the disapproval and threat dripping in his tone, the rumble of his voice was fearsome alone..

Aris whispered, her eyes wide as she checked the vitals on her flickering screen. ​But as I looked at Kael, I saw the price of the cure. His eyes weren't silver anymore. They were the same deep, shifting violet we would later see in the twins. We hadn't just saved him; we had started the evolution toward the Twilight Gene. We were no longer just wolves or humans; we were becoming something the Architects never could have calculated—a biological variable that defied their absolute zero.

Sulvenis, The Ancestral Grounds of the Lycan Bloodline, Twilight clung to the treetops like ash. In the sacred territory of Sulvenis, where bloodlines echoed in the earth and magic lingered like fog, the four Lycan siblings stood on the cliffs above the Vale of the Moon, each silent with a grief they dared not name. Xander's arms were crossed tightly over his chest, golden eyes scanning the horizon as if it might deliver her back to him.

I hear Thane though the link making my eyes widen knowing we can’t connect through a pack link since neither of us have pledged to Raven. “It’s a Lycan thing and it’s something special about my twin and I, we’re both able to connect to any werewolf or Lycan, and I can connect to multiple links like now,” Liliana explains making me chuckle into the link. Thane’s black wolf looks over at me in confusion. “Don’t look at me like that, I’m sure Angel told you Raven and her sister were different,” I link to Thane making him shake his head. I move to Liliana’s right side and Thane follows slowly on her left as we get closer seeing two grey and white wolves.

“I’ve been a vampire for hundreds of years, Leila, and no vampire can walk in the sunlight.” Raven walked toward Garrett and Patrick. “Leave us, please.” Both Garrett and Patrick tensed, but Lance gave them a nod and they both reluctantly left the room. Once they were gone, she turned to Lance. “If a witch performed a linking spell with a vampire, then they could walk in the sunlight,” Raven replied in a low voice, thinking. “Why haven’t you told me this before?” Lance asked, his voice low, clearly upset. Raven shook her head. “It’s a difficult spell. A witch has to link herself to a vampire and then they can share each other’s capabilities.”

Judging by the sound, she’d begun to lather her sponge. “No one has been there. There are thirty levels full of black magic in the Twilight world. And hideous creatures living on each level. What’s more, on the bottom levels, there are dark gods and the Dark itself that even necromancers aren’t capable of subjugating.” “But tell me, would you like to go there? At least for a little while?” he asked, paying no attention to her words about nobody ever having been there. That wasn’t how it was – take it from him.

"Ready?" Waverly nodded. She closed her eyes as Sawyer pricked her finger and then opened them to raise her hand over the same bowl. The blood trickled down, letting a drop fall in. Immediately, she placed her finger in her mouth to stop the bleeding and watched as Sawyer used the same cane and bowl to prick both her mother and father's fingers before returning and setting it on a table. "Let this bowl be a symbol of the unity between our two packs, and a symbol of Waverly's new position as the next Luna of the Crimson Shadows. Long live Lycan, long live Crimson, long live the Luna!" he shouted as he raised his fist in the air.