Twilight Renesmee Novels & Stories

Both boys have the dark skin but Tyler has dirty-blond hair and hazel eyes while Taylor has dark brown hair and green eyes. "Hi, Carrie,” I look at her pretty red velvet dress and white tights. "I like your dress, Carrie; it's very pretty, just like you." I smile at her and she looks intently at my face. "Mirra," she says, patting my face gently; "Your face is pretty; no funny colors." I laugh lightly as I kiss her chubby cheek; "Yes, Carrie, no more funny colors." Tyler and Taylor come out into the kitchen straight to Todd asking him where I was. Todd laughs lightly and points behind them to me. They turn and their faces light up.

The eerie glow of perpetual twilight adds an otherworldly quality to the tension that fills the air. The voice of the leader of the seven cuts through the silence, sharp and accusing. “Kai, you’ve outdone yourself this time. Bringing a wolf here, amid this perpetual twilight? Are you trying to get us all killed?” Kai stands tall, and I can see the determination in his eyes. “You underestimate her, Dante. This wolf is different. She’s a wildcard, and she’s already proven herself more resourceful than any other shifter I’ve encountered.” The doubts of the seven hangs heavy in the air, their concern clear. The mischievous vampire voices his apprehension. “Resourceful or not, she’s still a wolf,

“That was the plan, but I decided to do your parents a favour so it was more of a compromise. Her middle names are Hestia and Freya by the way.” “Mama, Papa, can we get ice cweam?” “Winter isn’t exactly the best time for ice cream, but I guess we can,” Twilight responded. “At least there's something that she wants to do. I know a good place we can go Are we taking your car or mine?” “Yours doesn't have a car seat so...” “It doesn't have a car seat yet. But ok, I'll just give you the directions.” “Maybe you should first start by at least changing out of your pyjamas. And when I say change out of your pyjamas, I don't mean go back to bed for half an hour and then change out of them.”

"Uh, thank you but I assure you I'm no one special." "No one special? You are the daughter of Amatheia Bordelon and the niece of the headmistress," I attempted to keep my composure but I couldn't tell if I did anyway. I had some trouble trying to find some words to say to the receptionist but a girl had intervened. "Hey Sally, sorry I'm late," a beautiful barbie blonde girl with the sharpest eyes and palest skin had manifested right before me. She had arrived at a speed I was so used to seeing on television associated with Vampires. Her icy skin seemed to be another indicator of her species. I guess there was something humans got right. "Your just in time Yumena, this is Ren and all you need

What does she wants now? "North" she was breathing heavily, I didn't have to glance black to see, "Can I speak to North for a minute?. Lynch told me he was in here." "I'm afraid we are are having a very important conversation. Wait for him outside." "It's about Jessica. The new girl at our school, she's a werewolf" she yelled across the room to my hearing. "What?" I got up and rushed to the door. "Yes" she swallowed hard, "Dais said she saw her changing."

Just like what her personality says, she did everything to make people want her, and she wanted Dustine. When she made sure that he fell asleep, she leaned forward and pushed him to lay down properly and after she unbuttoned his black top, a smirk never left her lip. Dustine’s bare chest showed after she removed his top. Then next thing she undid his bottom clothes but before she could remove it. a wolf enters the window and attacks her, obviously it’s Dawn in a werewolf form.

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

“I mean—yes, I’m… staying with him. Temporarily.” “Mmm,” she said, stirring her tea slowly. “And it’s true? You were human?” I nodded. “Was. Something else now, I suppose.” Alvar leaned forward, interest lighting his face. “And your sister—she’s the one mated to the Twilight High Lord, isn’t she?” My stomach twisted, just slightly. Feena stilled mid-pour. Elarin’s expression went carefully blank. “You’ll have to forgive us,” she said slowly. “That court… it carries a reputation. And its High Lord even more so. We don’t see many from the upper courts down here.”

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

I smiled, grabbed her hand, and placed a kiss on it. “Why would I need to? I have you to defend me, don’t I?” Jasmine froze for a moment, staring at me blankly. After a while, just as I began to think I had ruined everything with my reckless confession, a feather-light kiss brushed my cheek. Jasmine turned away and spoke in a soft voice, “Then I guess I’ll just have to keep an eye on you from now on.” The sunlight bathed her in a golden glow, etching her into my memory as the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.