Novel & Cerita Twilight Oc Fanfiction

Olivia I actually have just one sibling, Amelia. Amelia is an arrogant jerk, always feeling proud and boastful just because she is the next in line as the name is Olivia Gael. I am the second child of Alpha kai Gael, the Alpha of crescent moon pack. e new Alpha of our pack. I am just like the invisible child while Amelia is the most noticed and loved child of our parents and pack. I will be turning eighteen tomorrow and my wolf, Mia, is so excited because we will know who our mate is tomorrow. Amelia is twenty two and she already has a mate, Gahbran, the beta of our clan.

Emotions churned up my chest as I spoke still engulfed in Aryan's arms. Hailey waggled into Oberon's room and kissed him on his lips. "Hey, why are you so clingy these days?" Oberon said in a humorous curt manner as he massaged his temples. "Come on, we are talking about Ottiline who forces herself to mate with any Werewolf and then use them as slaves, I can't let that happen to you, so am just going to mark my territory and her boundary," Hailey chuckled as she smouldered his face with kisses.

Leo considered the likelihood that Tiffany, even with the knowledge of Astrid being Blaze's mate, might not have willingly stepped back, considering the long-standing crush Tiffany harbored for Blaze, dating back to her childhood dreams of becoming Queen. He remembered the disappointment in her eyes upon learning Blaze wasn't her mate when she came of age. Perhaps enduring all of that forged her into a bitter person. Tycho stumbled into the ward, a noticeable sway in his steps, and an overpowering scent of Twilight Spirits clung to him; the special alcohol designed for supernaturals to induce inebriation. His eyes, clouded with the effects of the potent drink, focused on Astrid with resentme

Cynthia drunk it . " You taste good Damon ." she said humorously . " Just shutup ..." said Damon . " So all set it's going to be a fairytale right ...no one dies happy ending . said Jeffery lightning down the moment . " Hope so ." said Cynthia hopefully . " Yeah twilight 2nd edition . " said Damon sarcastically . " We going to binge watch that movie the whole day once its done ." said Cynthia teasing Damon . " I am not included in we then ..

I'll like to see how that courage and hate will turn into lust for me". Elara's eyes fluttered shut for a second, trying to block him out, but the heat of his body, the scent of blood and wine and that dark cologne, pressed in on her from every side. She felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly up and down the column of her throat, not choking now, just stroking, possessively, like he was petting something he already owned. Her pulse jumped under his touch, traitorously fast, and she hated how loud it sounded in her ears. "I'd like to see how much of me you can take in your tiny throat"

The hips twitched in a shallow, fading rhythm as his shaft jerked inside the slick, wet heat. Sex. Gay sex, tangled with death. Fangs buried deep in flesh, blood soaking into the sheets, the stranger’s cock slack and spent, his body emptying out while Owen kept moving inside him. A vampire. A fucking real one. Feeding and taking life while he took pleasure. And this intruder, who the fuck was he? Owen hadn’t sensed him before, hadn’t caught his scent through the fog of lust and blood. Now he was there, frozen in the doorway, staring at everything with wide eyes.

I was sleepy and wanted another round of deep sleep, but my wolf kept pushing me to the abandoned room. "Are you there, Celeste?", Freya asked "Shhh..." It was left ajar so I could make out a young lady making a call by the window. The lighting was really dim, so I could see from the red hair that it was my most hated person - Shantel. "Yes, father. Your beta came in place of you and he played along. They had no idea about the plan." "And what about Cassian? Is he happy that you both are back together?"

(Aurora's POV) Twilight painted the sky in deepening shades of purple as I stood in the courtyard of the Blackwood Ancestral Den. The chill air nipped at my exposed skin, but I hardly noticed it. My focus remained entirely on the tall figure standing on the terrace above. Alexander Blackwood's face was blurred in the dimming light. His features, once so familiar to me, now seemed distant—a landscape I could no longer navigate with certainty. I forced myself to smile, though I knew he couldn't see it. My heart ached at the uncertainty of my return, at the danger that lay ahead in the Northern Edge Territories.

Old, enormous, and entirely unasked for. I had spent twenty years believing I was the weakest thing in the Nightclaw pack. Believing Dave when his eyes told me I was nothing. But in that cave, drenched in blood and completely alone, I learned the truth that would have changed everything if only I had known it sooner. I was not an Omega. I was the thing Omegas were afraid of. But my blood carried a price, and ever since the twins turned three, I could barely keep what they were hidden from the world.