Twilight Out Of Focus Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Thank you for reading Chapter Eleven| The Cause Of My Sunshine. Is it me or is Zayn getting gorier by the second? Love, Coco

Chapter 1: Into the Woods "In the wilderness, my soul strums to the rhythm of uncured bliss." THIRD PERSON'S POV Blurry Vision of the place, that's the first thing she saw. She keeps on blinking her eyes until the vision was clear. At first, the darkness welcomes her and the eerie feeling of the surroundings. An eleven-year-old white-haired girl loses her way back home. The cold gush of the wind made her a little shiver, but she handles it well, due to her unique existence.

"We have no time for this—" She stopped in mid-sentence when she pushed through the salal, nothing appeared on her face. Just darkness against the helpless light from her flashlight. She froze and looked around, hoping she could spot whatever the cause of the peculiar shuffling. "Charlie—" She almost fell to the ground when she advanced a step, something hard blocked her foot. Furious at the bump, she focused her flashlight on the mysterious thing. At first, she couldn't process the image well in her brain. She suspected that it might be a toy, a piece of mannequin that was disturbingly left there.

They began to walk toward the smoke, leaving the darkness of the earth behind them, and stepping into the blinding, dangerous light of the unknown. End of Chapter 14

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.

His gaze melted her from the inside. So it was true. He could feel it. All of it. Marcus groaned, the sound tortured and raw, still backing away. Then he was gone. And, Goddess help her, if she'd had the energy, she would have hunted him down. Something was definitely very wrong. She must have dozed off because, when she opened her eyes, someone was standing over her, grinning. Her instincts kicked in. She lashed out, shoved him away, and dropped down from the counter, teeth bared, ready to shift.

For example, Trey was supposed to admit the mate thing a few chapters after Twilight’s birthday 22. Twilight and Takumi’s bond was supposed to die after her birthday then she’d confront Trey about his feelings, but I felt like that was too much for one chapter and didn’t make the book flow smoothly 23. Twilight was supposed to mark Trey right after accepting him as her mate, but it was too much for one chapter and was sloppy work 24. Originally, Twilight found out through a check-up that she was pregnant, but that was dumb cuz I mean, she should’ve known from when she couldn’t shift

She continued to look down at the book, refusing to make eye contact. “How do you suppose your journal got there?” he asked. She looked him in the eye, doing her best to keep a straight face. “I was walking home last night, and I lost it somewhere. Maybe they found it.” He studied her. Finally, he said, “Maybe.” They stood there, in silence. “The weirdest thing of all,” he continued, “is that, before I went completely unconscious, I could have sworn I saw you there, standing over me, yelling at those guys to leave me alone….Isn’t that crazy?”

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 120: What the First Page Said The sound of the unlocking click echoed far beyond the Threshold. It moved through the folding horizon. Through the silent Pillars. Through every layer of the dream. A single sound. A single permission. And then the first page turned. Nobody touched it. Nobody stood inside the room. Yet the page moved slowly on its own. As though an unseen hand had been waiting centuries for that moment. The projection sharpened.

The limousine started to glide forward, and Torquil's gaze widened as it shot out the window. I followed his stare; trying to view the busy streets, filled with all sorts of unique individuals, as a fairy would see them. It probably felt much the same as it had for me when I'd first stepped into the courtyard of the Twilight Castle. Exciting but also terrifying. I leaned across the open space to Torquil and squeezed his hand. He looked over at me, took a deep breath, and went calm. I felt his pulse through his fingers; slowing to a steady rhythm.