Twilight Oc Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Carina groaned. "They should have told us earlier" CeCe muttered. "This is early enough? So you want them to tell you a month before the exam?" Elena asked, sarcastically and they nodded. Elena sighed and shook her head. "You both are twins so it's not a surprise you have the same mindset" she muttered. CeCe and Carina faced each other. "That's why I love you!" They said and pecked each other's cheeks. Elena rolled her eyes and looked at her phone again.

He touched my face and I flinched backward. "I have enough plans for you, your life is mine for as long as I want it, you can forget your former identity because to the outside world, Freya Owens is dead. You will become everything that you took from me." I stared at him in confusion. * * The haunted memories of Ethan's death still plagued my mind. A part of me still couldn't believe everything that had happened. I was trapped inside this room, I was unconscious of what the time was, but from what I could see from the locked windows, it was already dark outside.

The cluster of trees made it seem like it was evening, but sun rays managed to penetrate some areas. I halted immediately I heard his words. Dante was the werewolf hunter. I was wrong about Tyler after all. With a surge of revenge piling up within me, and the chance to save my kind from the hands of a monster I loved, I interjected, "We can't let him have his way this time."

The tentative truce with Callum held, not as warmth but as a ceasefire, two men who shared blood and damage choosing not to add to either. Valentina Corvino was full vampire now, which meant sunlight was closed to her permanently, which meant the city she had moved through her whole life had contracted into the hours between dusk and dawn. She was adjusting. She said this plainly when people asked, without performance of either suffering or acceptance. She was adjusting. It took as long as it took. She and Callum had stopped tiptoeing around what they were to each other, which helped more than she'd expected.

I did not cry. --- Twilight found me in the empty yard, dusting grime from my ruined dress with trembling hands. My neck throbbed—a constant, burning reminder. I traced the mark—Taehyung’s law, Alpha’s prison, iron curving beneath my skin. The omega returned, eyes sharp, mouth twisting in a parody of pity. “He wants you,” she announced, voice almost regretful. “Now.” I climbed unsteadily to my feet, exhaustion anchoring every muscle. I bowed my head and walked, step by step, through the empty hall, trailing filth and shame.

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.

* It was already morning by the time they were done planning everything when, out of nowhere, Alaric popped up, scaring those who weren’t aware of his entry. "You won’t believe what I saw." He asked Theodore, who gave him a bored look. "The Nightfall Pride is under the influence of a dark witch, including the Alpha of that pack, Eric Woodside. And the worst part was that the witch was talking about some marriage on the day after tomorrow. I don’t know why, but she was saying that Alpha Wylder is going to marry her the day after tomorrow, or I should say tomorrow," Alaric said, looking at Wylder. "Is it true? I thought you loved Tiara Haysbert,"

Olivia scrambled all the way back until her spine hit the hard wooden headboard right next to the metal IV stand. "Did you really think I’d never find out?" Vulcan snarled, standing right over her bed, blocking out all the light in the room. "Did you think I wouldn't realize that the maid, Olivia, was Mike Hawthorne’s actual daughter?! Did you think I would fail to find my promised betrothed just because you were my mate?!" Olivia’s breath hitched violently in her throat. WHAT?! Yara screamed hysterically inside her mind, her wolf howling in absolute horror. WHAT IS HE SAYING?!

“She would never let me forget this. She would bring it up at every family dinner for the rest of my life and set up blind dates.” Emilia bit her lip to keep from laughing. The great Sebastian Cross, CEO of a billion-dollar company, was afraid of his mother. “You can find anyone to do that,” she said, shrugging. “I definitely can, but I'm short of time and…” he hesitated a bit. “We already have a history together. It would be easier to pretend we're in love if there's already some familiarity.” Emilia's face grew hot. She knew exactly what kind of familiarity he was talking about.

I roared as my eyes darkened in anger. " You must! You should be lucky she didn't accept the rejection.." Waylen said again. "I would make her to.." I said as I smirked. "Mark my words." I added. .... Olivia "I Kayden Enzo of the paxon pack reject you Olivia Gael as my mate and Luna if my pack.." he said with no emotion. "What!!" " Wh..why?" I asked as tears welled up in my eyes. I heard him scoff " Is that a question?" He asked rhetorically.