Twilight Romanian Coven Novels & Stories

“We’re witches from the Witches Guild in North America. Theon and Haden are from the Rexellen pack. You already know who exactly Theon is.” “Theon and Haden?” Mihai sneers. “I see that you lied about your names as well. And you,” he looks at Hunter, “aren’t a teenager.” Hunter screws her face in embarrassment. “Yeah, I’m not. Sorry about that. But in our defense, you really can’t tell a farming family in rural Romania that you’re ‘creatures of the night’, as the hunters put it.” “I mean, we certainly cannot tell humans that,” I add, stepping towards them. “But you really aren’t human, are you?”

Not only were Isaac, Lucien, and Damien meeting with human representatives from the Emberi Empire, but they were also meeting with void witches. They also confirmed that three other coven leaders are also involved in what is obviously Cassandra and Cassian’s big scheme, two who I already suspected; Victor Whitewood, and Xavier Crawley. But also Killian Stone, leader of the Bloodstone coven, and an old friend who I never would have expected this from.

Then she chuckled softly and took a step backwards. “Falcon Crest Coven, did you hear that? Our Lycan King refuses to kneel. What do we think of that?” Instantly, the coven began to chant. Their voices came in unison, and their breath was actually visible in the night air. “Kneel,” they hissed together. Their voices swirled in the air and then they came at me. I looked up. It looked like a colorful fog, undulating right above my head. Sullivan looked at me, expressionless.

I asked as I sat down on the couch. “So, I think you need to start up northern. There was a big thing about the witch trials in Salam, but the other book I read stated that they never left Salam. One of the original covens is still there. They might have some pull with the other covens or something.” “We really didn’t have a direction so that would make sense. Do you know what coven?” I asked. “That was the more juicy information. They are the Ravens. That is the traditional animal when thinking of witches but the head person’s daughter left the coven and re-did her new coven, The Crows.”

I spat and walked out of my bedroom. .. .. I walked into the judgement room but no one stood up and Lord Bennett was absent instead in his place was Lord ceaser and he held a knowing smirk. “I might have gone Astray but I still demand my respect, don’t forget am still more powerful than you all” I announced as they stood up in greetings before sitting. “King Damien,it was brought to our notice that you love your pet and have consummated with her because the wind last night wasn’t normal,it happened two centuries back and now again” Lord maclon said as the council heads nodded in agreement.

I replied, my voice steady with determination. After what felt like an eternity, we reached the outskirts of the vampire coven. Tall, ancient trees loomed around us, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. Selene led us through the hidden entrance, guarded by sentinels with piercing gazes and fangs gleaming in the moonlight. We were brought before the coven's leader, a regal vampire named Victor. His eyes held centuries of wisdom, and there was an air of authority that surrounded him. Alex and I exchanged a glance, knowing that this meeting would be pivotal in securing their support.

If that doesn't sound scary, I don't know what will. Lilly's grandmother's coven was big her grandmother Hettie and grandfather osran salvatori couldn't leave to come to this peace treaty, so they sent the coven of the night's coven pack Warlock Rowan Black and his coven mates Hopefully they will be here soon because I think some of the attendees are getting restless Hopefully it's not Jade or Lilly's scent ,I know Jade puts out a very strong Alpha scent .

I tried to stifle the restlessness that was still coiling in my muscles by curling my legs underneath me. Before she spoke, she looked at me for a long time. "You have questions." I let out a breath. "The Coven of Eclipses. Really, who are they? With me, what do they want?” Varra's mouth pushed shut. They predate even the first Lycans to rule by centuries, even before Kael's rule. They are more than just the wolves' adversaries. They are balance's adversaries. I furrowed my brow. "Balance?"

The Whispering Woods didn't whisper tonight. They screamed. The wind howled through the skeletal branches, and the red moonlight turned the mist into a sea of blood. I gripped Nyx’s hand so tight my knuckles turned white, my bandaged palm throbbing in rhythm with the pulsing moon. "We're here," Nyx whispered, stopping at the edge of a clearing. In the center stood the Coven. Twelve women in green and black robes, their faces hidden by hoods, forming a perfect circle around an ancient stone altar. The air smelled of sulfur and old, dried blood.

The moon hung heavy and full, casting a silvery glow over the ancient woods that whispered secrets of forgotten time. Zalindra, wrapped in a cloak of midnight blue, approached the hidden path that wound its way to the heart of the Coven of Eldridge — her sanctuary since childhood and now, the orchestrator of a future she hadn't chosen.