Twilight New Moon Novelas e Histórias

“Oh, this is juicy.” Kieran stumbles back, snow crunching under his boots. His chest heaves as his breath ceases. “Nova, let me explain.” Sloane’s laugh slices through the cold. She enters the light; her white fur coat glows under the Blood Moon. Diamonds drip from her ears, each one screaming money. “Too late, little wolf. The Blood Moon rises tonight.” Kieran frowned. “That's not true; it can't be tonight.” “Do you think I am lying?” She flicks her wrist and stares at her watch. “The countdown is 03:59:47. My daddy has already chosen your wedding suit.”

I whisper as I fall asleep. He chuckles lightly as his fingers still dance over my belly. "I love you, too, Marrallyn," he whispers against my neck. Christmas Eve morning is an overcast, dreary day with lots of snow falling. The light dusting of snow is very beautiful on the tree branches, especially the pine trees. I glance at Jason as I stand out of bed. He's still sleeping. Good. Now I can wrap his jacket and the baby clothes in a box for tomorrow. Shelbie is wrapping the gift from her and I. I wrap his present and as I was putting the silver bow on the top, I feel Jason's hand slide up my back into my hair where he scraps gently at my scalp.

The last she remembered she fainted in the woods when she was with Damon . " Thankgod you wake up ." came a voice from the door on the right .Cynthia's vision was still blurry but as the person who said came closer Cynthia recognized her .It was Damon . " How are you feeling ?" damon asked getting nearer . " I ....I am ok ." Cynthia stuttered staring at Damon with fear . She was scared what is going to happen if Damon knows what she is , this might ruin their friendship .Cynthia didn't want to loose Damon but what was she going to do ?How long would she be able to hde her identity .It was Cynthia's 14th birthday and the next full moon , the bloody moon wasn't far from now .They had to figure

Her boobs could be seen in their full glory. Wade started the car and they talked along their way. They didn’t know where they were heading. Their drive had no destination. It was just a late night romantic drive. “Pull over Wade. I want to feel the rain.” Dara uttered. “You’ll get sick.” “I’m a werewolf. I won’t.” “Right. Werewolves already are the sickest creatures in the entire universe.” Wade laughed. “Huh you haven’t yet changed. You still tease a lot.” Dara made a sad face.

WEDNESDAY They next morning I had gone through rigorous training with Jereum for the entire morning and when I got back I had slept throughout the day. Tia had told me—before I slept—that she would be going to hunt and Jhan had gone for a patrol with Jereum. It was just me and Leya at home. I woke up at three in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly and all the curtains were closed against the yellow light, filtering it and allowing only the bright white light to pass, not harmful to us vampires.

It is April 30th, 2031 at exactly 11:50 pm. All the students in the Academy were all gathered in the garden of transformation, and power, waiting for the Celtic moon. The Celtic moon of April is also known as, the moon of awakening. It always occurs once in 10 years. The moon is the strongest of all in the werewolves, and vampires clan. It was nearly midnight, and the night sky was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon; the night sky so clear you could almost see every crater.

As she stepped through the grand archway, the scent of aged wood and polished stone enveloped her, mingling with the faint aroma of something sweet wafting from the nearby courtyard. Inside, the hallways were bustling with students—vampires with their pale skin and sharp features, werewolves with their confident strides, and witches adorned in flowing robes, their laughter echoing off the walls. Charlie felt a pang of anxiety as she observed the groups forming, each one a tight-knit circle of friends. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, reminding herself that this was her chance to start anew. “Hey! You must be the new girl!” A voice broke through her thoughts, and Charlie turn

He tilts his head, exposing his neck. I mark him. He is mine as I am his. As for Cane, that’s something to discuss later, months later. My mark doesn’t look like his. It is reddish…the color of a blood moon. It is done. We are bound. Our lips crash together with reckless abandon. I don’t want to wait, and I don’t think he does either. My mark glows and his does too. We rip our clothes off and devour each other. It is only us. No eyes. No pack. Just us expressing our love for each other. We mate again. Our bond is stronger than before. The sun is starting to set by the time we return to the ranch. The whole pack is waiting. Frank steps forward. “Welcom our new co-alpha and Luna.” Everyone che

To return weak would be worse than not returning at all. "I'll stay," Elena decided. "Six months." Jake wrestled with himself before nodding. "Where she goes, I go." "Then welcome to Moonhaven Sanctuary." Morgan stepped out of the SUV. "Your new life begins now." As Elena followed, she felt the last threads connecting her to her old life stretch and snap. Luna Elena Silvermoon was truly dead. What emerged from this valley in six months would be something entirely new. Something powerful. Something free. Ready? Zara asked as they approached the house. Elena squared her shoulders, silver eyes bright with determination. "Ready."

The air in the Maw didn’t just grow cold, it became thin, as if the mountain itself were gasping, outside, the Blood Moon had reached its zenith, casting a bruised, rhythmic crimson light through every fissure and vent in the stone, it wasn't just a celestial event, it was a cosmic siphon, Kaelen was using the Lunar Cult’s forbidden Tides to pull the child toward the surface, dragging the heir out of the dark before it was ready to be born.