Twilight's Last Gleaming Book Novels & Stories

Several Elves were tying up the sleeping vampire warriors and hauling them out to a dungeon. Suddenly, the ground shook, it felt like an earthquake, and one that made everything fall around it. The air had a putrid smell like barf mixed with feces. I look over at Nicolas, who mind links me, saying, "Oh Crap! Trolls and Goblins”

The two seconds it took for Bennett to complete his shift stretched on for what felt like an eternity, I could hear his bones cracking and could see them distorting over his skin at awkward angles. Midnight black fur erupting over his tan skin as if it were burning it away. He was beautiful. I was ashamed to admit that I was a little awe struck being this close to his wolf, to any wolf really. Those who hadn’t yet completed their first shift were kept away from the wolves as we couldn’t communicate yet through the pack link, and wolves were very volatile once provoked, but I couldn’t stop myself, I reached for him. His fur was jet black but in the dim lights of the apartment, it almost looke

I touch its glass cover and to my surprise, it vanishes in just a snap. The book floats mid-air and emits blinding light. It starts glowing and the pages start to turn. A few moments afterward, the pages stop turning. The glow starts to vanish, and the book moves toward my hand. Just like the book I was reading earlier, it has a leather hardbound cover and its title are embroidered with gold. 'The Untold' I said as I've read the title. I turn the cover and start reading once again. ----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

His thumb drew lazy circles on the back of my hand. "But Snow White was poisoned." Okay, that was probably the stupidest thing that had ever come out of my mouth, but suddenly the nervousness made waves in me. I bit my lip and looked over at Mr. Who, who was sprawled in his cottage, dozing. Nick followed my gaze. "Hard to believe that they can live so peacefully, huh?" "Even monsters have to sleep sometime." I turned back to him. "But that doesn't make them harmless." "And yet even the most reprehensible creature has something good in it somewhere."

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Lance answered her with a smile and nod. "Here," He nodded at me to come to the desk. He laid the book down. I paced ahead and stared down at the old book. The pages were dirty yellow with time. I could smell old books. It was so pleasant. He opened the last page of the book, "There," He pointed at the last sentence of the page, "Cold King could lead thee to The Dark Realm." He read the sentence. I stared at the Italian bold letters. "That's it?" Silver asked.

The devil is there instead. Yaksha, the first of the vampires. As I am the last. TBC.....

And this is how the last story about Light and Darkness that I wanted to present to you ends. It was certainly an extraordinary journey, showing different stories, but at the same time touching the same topic - can two such opposing poles as Light and Darkness connect at some point? I'll leave it to your own choice, but one thing is for sure - as Miyuki said in Book 4, wanting to stop the battle between vampires and wizards - Light and Darkness certainly couldn't exist without each other. If there was only Light but no Darkness, what would be its meaning? Likewise, if there was only Darkness in the world, wouldn't its existence be pointless without trying to "devour" the Light?

Ellie and Jennie were both glaring at me with ashen faces. Ellie snapped, "Let me give it to you straight, James Langford—you're the one who should leave! We both have executive powers in this building, while you're just a student!" "What's going on here?!" That was when a fair and graceful middle-aged woman squeezed her way through the crowd, looking at us and demanding, "Why are you all just standing around and not taking your seats?!" She was Quincy Waltz—CEO of Skymex Group, and my biological mother.

Book 2: Crown of Shadows Chapter 1: The Departure The carriage door closed with finality that echoed through her chest like a death knell. Through crystal-clear windows enhanced with court magic far beyond territorial capabilities, she watched Shadoweave's spires fade into pre-dawn mist. Each familiar landmark disappeared with the inexorable permanence of choices that couldn't be unmade.