Twilight's Library Novels & Stories

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

The double oak doors groan as I push them open, revealing the massive space. “Wow!” Drake whistles as we walk inside, his eyes scanning the huge library. Sunlight slants through high, arched windows, casting long shadows across towering bookshelves that stretch from floor to an impossible height. The shelves are a dark, richly stained wood, their edges worn smooth. The thing is, this library is huge. One might need an entire year to finish every shelf here. So it's better to have all of us look for a book on the celestial wolves. I’m sure there’s a few here.

They knew their father could not just barge into their mom's room unless he wanted something. The girls were already panting when they got inside the room. "We're lucky he didn't see us."Mai said trying to catch her breath. " Yeah, we are."Iris smiled, but her smile faded when she realized they left Mia's books on the floor right in front of his door. "Umm ...Mia?" "Yes ? " "Your books..." Iris was already looking worried. " Oh No!...my books, I left them on the floor right in front of his door."

"Zephyr?" He looked back, eyebrows raised. "You still owe me an apology for walking in earlier." A slow grin spread across his face. "Do I? I thought the view was worth the intrusion." Before Laura could think of a comeback, he was gone, his laughter floating back down the hallway. --- The next morning, Laura found a note slipped under her door. Library. 10am. I have questions. —Z The Shadowfang library was unlike anything Laura had seen before. Books lined every wall from floor to ceiling, with rolling ladders to reach the highest shelves. Globes and star charts sat on polished tables, and comfortable reading nooks were tucked into corners.

Maybe I could learn something from them. Later, Dmitri joined us in for lunch. Even he had time but his Alpha didn't, for his own family. And what? He had the audacity to think we would fall in love after repeating his ridiculous tasks. As if. After lunch, I found the library in the north wing on the second floor. The moment I stepped inside, I was enveloped by the scent of old parchment and leather. Rows upon rows of books lined the walls. A treasure trove, it was.

He positions himself near the door – close enough to hear trouble, far enough to give privacy. "The girl," Ms. Winters says without preamble. "The one you brought from Blackthorn. She was in the library this morning." "I know." The image of Sage with that ancient book, violet eyes wide with wonder, flashes through my mind. "Her eyes." The librarian's voice drops lower. "Touched by the moon herself. Just like the old stories of the blessed ones." Phantom surges forward, suddenly alert, protective. "What do you mean?"

ISLA’S POV: The Thorne's library was located on the West wing of the mansion behind a dark heavy oak door filled rich comforting aroma of old books. The shelves were adorned in rich mahogany which stretched towards the glass ceilings. Light rays poured through the massive arched windows brightening the dust specks that drifted lazily in the air. The scent of old parchment, polished wood, and faint sandalwood from Cade’s cologne clung to the room, seeping into me like a memory I didn’t want to acknowledge.

They walked down a few flights of stairs and drove off. Eric had selected a classy restaurant downtown named Hotspot and had made the reservations earlier in the evening after he had spoken with Sandra. He loved the restaurant and he had visited it several times but this time it had a special meaning to him. He was taking the woman he has fallen in love with there. They had booked a table for two at the deck as he had requested and they had a view of a man made lake. It was beautiful.

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.

Before she knew it, the days had turned into a week and she was still no closer to breaking his curse. On the morning of the eighth day, she happened upon a book in the library that she found in the very back shelves. It was old and the writing on the spine, so faded, that she couldn't read it so she removed it from the shelf, only to find that the writing on the cover was much the same. Flipping through the pages, she stopped and opened at a particular page showing an illustration of a witch and a werewolf, howling at the moon. She began reading the text, which described curses that had been placed on werewolves over the past centuries. As she stood between the shelves, focusing on the book