Twilight Quileute Novels & Stories

The creature turned its head toward the Blackwood estate in the distance, its form shimmering with a frequency that made the very air crackle. The twins have claimed the mountain. The Age of the Twins has begun. Bow, or be erased. The eclipse ended. The sun peeked through. The spectral wolf vanished in a violent clap of thunder, leaving Elodie unconscious and freezing in the dirt. Victor looked at his hands. They were glowing.

He held a trident of black coral, its three points dripping with a liquid that looked like liquid shadow. "The Pact is strong," Oceanus said, his voice sounding like the bubbling of a deep-sea vent. It wasn't a shout; it was a resonance that filled the entire valley. "The White Queen and her Rebel have found the Harmony. But the Deep does not forget, and the Abyss does not forgive." He looked at the twins, his eyes softening for a fraction of a second. "The children are beautiful. They are the first 'Unbound' I have seen since the dawn of the world. It is a pity they must drown."

Maria is the embodiment of grace, a vampyre who has learned to live with the beast within, her love for Percy and their children are her greatest strength. Their children, Chloe and Valentine—the Adam twins, stand a short distance away, their faces illuminated by the pale moonlight. Though they appear to be in their early twenties, they are over a century and a half old, their youth frozen in time by the curse of immortality. Chloe, with her long raven hair and striking violet eyes, is a creature of passion and fire, her vampyric nature a constant battle between her desire for a normal life and the dark hunger that lies just beneath the surface. Valentine, her twin brother, is her opposite i

Claire didn’t hesitate. She wrapped her arms around him just as fiercely. She could feel his heart pounding under her cheek. Wild. Unsteady. Human. She pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, feeling the way his muscles tensed—and then slowly, slowly, relaxed. Neither of them spoke. They didn’t need words. Not anymore. The storm was coming. And all they could do now was hold on to each other and hope they survived it. --- But somewhere, deep in the shadows of the sprawling house, a forgotten phone buzzed quietly.

Emma tried again, “You see, my mate was attacked not long ago, and he is still recovering. Beta Quincy has been helping me until Alpha Daryl can take over his Alpha duties again. Right now, he is out of town for an important meeting, and I don’t know how long he will be gone. From the condition you were in when you reached my border, I am assuming that whatever you need to discuss with him is important. If you could share it with me, we could address it sooner rather than waiting for the Beta.” Emma took a seat next to the bed and waited for some type of response from the girl. ‘Carla has the new patient eaten anything since she’s been here,’ she linked the nurse that she knew the most from

But it was worth it because the child we had made was supposed to be supernaturally impossible. According to Karavaev, she was a Quorian. A Quorian was a half-human, half-vampire, and half-Quetet. Quetetes were meant to have magic. That was the explanation for her when she had stopped Raven and Theo from killing Zion. If she could channel the magic from her vampire essence, she could be extremely lethal because she was a pure vampire. It had been scary, but of course, we had learned to adapt.

one, then the next, and so on. Over the heads of the people, her feet moved silently. None of them have learned anything new. Nate had been horrified by what she had turned into long ago, following her first taste of blood. But now, more than 400 years later, she had learned to accept but also to govern who she was. Nate stopped to take in her surroundings as she arrived to the first restaurant rooftop. From her vantage point, she had a clear view of the busy marina. She could hear the seagulls' cries. She exhaled deeply, but it wasn't required. Nate cherished the aroma of the ocean. She then looked down into the shadowy passageway below her. Empty. She intended to fall silently to the groun

"I've got everything in control. They failed to get what they wanted, and I'm expecting this to happen. We just have to wait until they blow up the card under their sleeves." Suddenly, his eyes were fixed to the last page of the document. This person was dead, but why does she seem so familiar. Those deep hazelnut eyes, her innocent features yet intimidating. She wears a seductive smile, but the more you stare at it, the more it becomes dominant. "Isn't this Celeste Chamberlain? The only daughter that is supposed to be the second Godmother of Zenith? Why is it here?" Ares asked Daniel, who furrowed his brows when he handled him back the files. What could be the reason why a deceased person w

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.

My small made family. "They are right, Lucy. You will burn yourself out before you even scratch the surface of what is happening. We all saw what Katharine is capable of. We all know what is at stake. But we cannot lose you. Above all, you have to remain when everyone else has perished." Twila stated and came to sit in front of me. Sonja's hand still lingered on my wrist, reminding me that home was wherever they were. A bond had grown between us that even rivalled mine and Katherine's.