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He says as he pulls a package out of his bag and hands it to me. "Oh, what is it?" I remove the cloth that covers the package, it is a very old book with a blood red cover and despite the years is still in good condition. I caress the cover of the book, on it we can read the pack of the twilight. "This is a very old book, the family tree of our pack. " I opened the book, my fingers shaking. I had been wanting to know everything about this community that piques my curiosity for so long, I couldn't believe it.

Hi, everyone! It's me, Zhen Xin Xin Thank you for reading Enchanted Twilight. As it reached the end of this story, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing this book. If you are interested, you can go to my profile and look for my other books: Choosing Between Dragon and Werewolf (Completed) Our Agreement (Completed) His Last Wish (Completed) Breaking Free from the Billionaire (Ongoing) Once more, I wish to express my gratitude to all the readers.

I whisper as I fall asleep. He chuckles lightly as his fingers still dance over my belly. "I love you, too, Marrallyn," he whispers against my neck. Christmas Eve morning is an overcast, dreary day with lots of snow falling. The light dusting of snow is very beautiful on the tree branches, especially the pine trees. I glance at Jason as I stand out of bed. He's still sleeping. Good. Now I can wrap his jacket and the baby clothes in a box for tomorrow. Shelbie is wrapping the gift from her and I. I wrap his present and as I was putting the silver bow on the top, I feel Jason's hand slide up my back into my hair where he scraps gently at my scalp.

Compared to the last metropolis she had resided in, this beach retreat was sparsely inhabited. Nate groaned. It was unavoidable. She would have to continue on foot. She covered up most of her pale, freckled skin with a sweatshirt, and she added a blue hood to her auburn hair to add extra protection. She went quickly, but not quickly enough to attract notice. She shoved her hands into her pockets. She already drew quite a bit. No matter how hard she tried, it seemed like being dead made her stand out in this human world. Humans sought out enchantment in their life, and Nate's otherworldly beauty made her feel like magic, according to Nate's closest human friend. The reason, according to Nate,

He smiled again, a broken thing. “Enjoy that steak for the both of us.” Then he closed his eyes, awaiting the only embrace he could have with her. And she drove the blade into his chest. Present Day · Age 18 · Redmoor Academy Sierra Vale shot upright, gasping like she’d surfaced from drowning in oil. The shadows screamed inside her head—chittering, slithering, howling in dead languages. They wanted blood. They wanted freedom. They wanted home. She gritted her teeth and scrambled for the vial under her pillow: blue glass, silver stopper, laced with nightbloom and silentroot. Her fingers trembled as she uncorked it and downed it in one gulp.

She held it out to me like a fragile treasure. “Look, it’s our engagement bracelet! I had it fixed! “It’s gold inlaid with jade—gold and jade together, a perfect pairing just like us. We’re meant to be, Evan. I can’t lose you!” I took the bracelet, then hurled it to the floor. The jade shattered again, breaking into even smaller pieces than before. Rosie knelt down, desperately trying to piece everything back together, but no matter how she tried to match up the fragments, they would not fit together.

Twilight answered, ironically. Karim looked at him, annoyed. This raven was too much into his vision. "Beware of talking bird, if not, I can put you in the pot in a second." he threatened, showing his teeth. "Hunf." Twilight said, turning his face. " But, nonsense, threaten a raven as important as me. And anyway, I’d be delicious to eat. But you couldn’t hold me in a pot, after all, your children’s magic can’t compare to my lord’s magic."

The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water. Freda lit the black candles with a whispered word, their flames burning unnaturally blue. Pru scattered a circle of salt mixed with crushed obsidian, the grains glittering like crushed stars. Rita laid out the parchment—yellowed with age, borrowed from Gogo’s private stash—and the silver dagger, its blade etched with runes. "Ready?" Freda asked. Rita nodded. Pru grinned.

I smiled at him. He opened the box and my jaw just hit the floor. It was white gold, and a massive single princess cut stone. I felt like the wind was knocked out of me. I resisted the automatic urge I had to try it on. I couldn't do that. I thought about all the nights we'd laid together in my dorm room. Fletch would go on and on about the life he wanted to give me. The life he wanted us to have. The house, the cars, the kids, the flashy stuff. It all just came back to me in a flood.

I slashed my hand and let the blood flow, she looked at me and did the same thing. If I am really the daughter of the Goddess Tana, then the blood should glow once my blood and hers have mixed. I looked at our blood, it was slowly mixing and a faint glow appeared until our blood glowed. We looked at each other and she smiled, a warm smile that a mother will give to her child.