Twilight Meyer Novels & Stories

But she hated school as much as life. She tussled her wild red hair back as she got her head off the pillow. She wasn't prepared to go to school this early, she just left El Paso, and she doesn't like the town at all. But she missed the ambiance, the park she goes to whenever she wants to escape the modern world. In a tall old twisted tree she liked to stay on top of. Then read her special novels. Stephanie Meyer's Twilight Series were her favourite. Dammit, she could've bought the Midnight Sun edition before she left El Paso. Will she ever get one in this town, she thought. By the look of how ghostly it looked out there, she'll probably check it out later. If she has the chance.

She was the insufferable daughter of Twilight Pack’s Beta. “Who the fuck are you?” I growled, pretending to not know her. She liked to be the centre of attention, so let’s take her down a notch. She blinked and gaped for a moment before quickly collecting herself. Throwing her long black hair behind her shoulder, she said, “It’s me, Demi. I’m the daughter of the Twilight Beta.” “I don’t care who you are,” I told her. “Nobody is allowed to talk badly about my date. Apologise right now.”

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

Relief flooded her, but almost immediately, the fiery heat in her body surged, overwhelming her. She slid down against the wall, her strength giving out, and pulled off her T-shirt in an attempt to cool down. Her breathing was heavy, and her pounding heartbeat echoed in her ears. Her entire body felt as though it were being devoured by ants, the sensation unbearable. She couldn’t stop the soft, stifled moans that escaped her lips. Suddenly, a sharp click pierced the air, and the lights flicked on. Tara’s vision blurred, her consciousness slipping away. Through her hazy gaze, she saw a tall, striking man walking toward her.

She was absolutely beautiful, much more beautiful than I considered myself to be. The evil little troll in me wished she was disgusting and 600 pounds overweight. I couldn't help but notice all the pack members glancing at us from time to time. They all wanted to make sure the non-pack member behaved herself with Eddy's mate. Their loyalty was to her now. This princess was the one that they cared about. After all, she’d be the one who outlived me. She was probably a werewolf already, and if she wasn’t she’d be one soon.

This was too easy. “Leo?” “Oh...” he said, looking back at the book in his hand that now rested on his chest, “Twilight. Found it on Marie’s shelf.” “Shit book. Have you seen the way it depicts us?” “Um... haven’t got to that part yet...” he said, as I combed through my hair. As I lifted my arms, the towel rose and Leo couldn’t keep his eyes off me. “Sixteen and a half years and ten kids later, but you’re still as hot as the day I met you...”

She was the real life Spencer Hastings from Pretty Little Liars I tell ya. After falling silent since I didn't know what to say to the truth, she shook her head. "You know what, we got you. You aren't getting in to any trouble tonight because we're going to make sure you're back ASAP. Right girls?" She ended, looking at Zara and Nance for support who obviously eagerly nodded. I grinned, "Thanks guys..." I trailed off, realising I had no clue how to get away from Jason's home without being seen.

Seeing how much I liked him, Dad reached out to the Twilight pack to discuss an arranged marriage. But after I was abducted and my face temporarily disfigured in that fire, Easton had heartlessly broken off the engagement. It wasn't until I got engaged to Andre that Dad—hoping they'd value and cherish me—offered the Twilight pack a stream of trade deals. That was how the once insignificant Twilight pack rose to power so quickly. I knew the Twilight pack would neither give up those benefits easily, nor would they let me go without a fight. But I also wanted to make them regret everything they had done to hurt me.

Besides, it would be with him. "Yes, that would be helpful." I can never hold his gaze without getting lost. I look down at my hands. "I'll let you know when we'll meet." With this, he drops me off at the door to the dorms and leaves. Twilight makes the backyard look like a magical forest. The sun's almost unseen behind tall trees and grass. There are fireflies roaming around and the sing of crickets and grasshoppers fills the cool night air. I walk around and find Mia leaning on to one tall tree. There's a cool breeze around, but she doesn't seem bothered by it. She's the dress too casually for a supposed lesson. Dean follows me and until we stand facing Mia.

He can’t just leave me, especially since I could be carrying his child. I still didn’t believe the doctors, I thought as I ignored the bubbling and fluttering I felt in my lower stomach. I looked into the brown eyes that belong to Canowicakte, my Hunter. “How did you-” “I've known you my whole life, Lara Jane Mikaelson. I can read you like a book.”