Twilight Siobhan Novels & Stories

Morrigan's face leaned closer to Colfre, her breath warm and minty. Her scent of lavender is like the scent of spring and home. Lingering in Colfre's senses as her hand caresses his cheeks. Colfre stiffened under her touches. His hands clenching by the door of his chambers. Keeping himself composed under Morrigan's alluring touches and sweet voice. "Promise me that you will come back alive." Morrigan's voice is hushed as her nose brushes on his skin. Sending shivers to his body, every hair in his body rising. His jaws clench. Colfre could feel his heart hammering inside of him as Morrigan's hands slowly crept on his nape and hair.

I closed my eyes and inhaled before opening it. "I'm fine now, thank you, Elle," she slid her hand to my palm and clasped it with hers. "As I was saying. When I first got into Twilight Castle, I started seeing things, hearing voices, I was being summoned by someone. Eventually, with the help of my friends, Leaf and Princess Liliane, I was able to find out how to harness my powers and locate what was calling me. Upon meeting this spirit, I found out that it was the second daughter of Queen Rida Red," I paused and looked at King Winot, the way his eyes widened.

When the second body falls to her feet, she looks up at me, blood dripping down her chin, and her eyes slowly returning to her normal colours, though the red one only changes by a shade or two. “She’s a vampire?” We both turn to face the cell and I smirk at Xavier, “she’s a tribrid.” He scoffs, and all three of them shake their heads in disbelief. Aurora wipes the blood from her face with the back of her hand and glares at all of them. “I’m also your queen, so show me some fucking respect.” Fucking Nyx, she’s perfectly terrifying. Xavier’s pupils dilate in horror under her hardened gaze and the other two shrink back, avoiding her eyes.

“What do you mean Al? When and where did you have better?” “I have to agree with Wes, when and where the h3ll did you have better?” Siobhan’s face contorts. “DID YOU FIND YOUR MATE AL?!” Siobhan yells as quietly as she can, so Fin and Loch can’t hear. I have to pin her arms to her side though, the dramatic waving would get anyone's attention, never mind Fin and Loch! I look at the ground and very subtly nod once. “OH. MY. GODDESS!!! WHOOOOO”

how can he be so sure that she is inside that woods? “No one is in there” she opposed. “But her scent is here” my forehead creased looking at him as I peek a glance towards Akira staring at him. How can he say those? I can’t even smell her scent but he can? What the heck is this means? Is there something I don't know between them? Do they--? No Sachiko isn't like that and so Scar. “There’s an only flood of blood not a shadow of any person,” Keren said.

“Like... literally.” I looked down at my hands. She was right. My skin shimmered with faint silver light, especially under the moonbeam slicing through the window. “She’s coming into her power,” Sybil said, stepping forward. Her tone was calm, but her eyes betrayed a storm of emotion. “Your body, your wolf, your bloodline... everything is aligning.” Damian stood and nodded toward Sybil. “We need to tell her. Everything.” “About the war,” Austin added.

Then she turned to walk back into the kitchen. ‘Phoebe, Fiadh can you ladies come help at the packhouse? We’re going to need to find some temporary replacements for a little while, Siobhan is exhausted,’ I said through the mind-link. ‘Right away Alpha.’ They linked together. ‘Alpha Colin?’ ‘Yes Baylor?’ ‘Would you by chance ask Luna Freya if she would come and sit with Siobhan? She’s not feeling well today and she could probably use a friend.’ I knew that Luna Freya and Siobhan had hit it off during their shopping trip so I figured she would be a good choice for company. ‘She’s on her way with your Beta and Gamma females.’ ‘Great, thank you.’

In her eyes, there was no going back. Siobhan flicked her long hair back and forth playfully and I noticed that as she was talking to Bram, her hips were swaying slightly. I could hear enough through the glass to make out what she was saying. “I hope this is a welcome surprise,” she murmured. Bram gazed up at her from his chair, mouth slightly open. “Does Davina know you’re here?” “Of course she does. Now please no more about her. Just pretend Davina doesn’t even exist.” Siobhan bit her lower lip, looking Bram up and down like he was a piece of meat.

Siobhan — always dramatic, always emotional. Isolde — brilliant, but impulsive. Too much like her mother. Neither of them had been ready. And now Ciara was on her way to Ireland. Matteo was involved. Declan was still alive. And Siobhan had gone silent. I dragged a hand down my face, forcing myself to breathe. I didn’t want to make the next call. Not yet. Not until everything was in place — the Irish weakened, the Italians distracted, the Ricci girl removed from the board.

Siobhan was a person who, despite being so young, knew when to push people and when to take a step back. Bianca’s eyes wandered to the window. In the distance, she could see the sea. The tangy, salty smell of the waters wafted up through the open windows. She sighed and Siobhan immediately spun around, anxious. “Shall I get you something to drink?” she asked, her wide green eyes showing her tension. Bianca dimpled and shook her head. Sighing, she went on looking outside. * The previous night, her Masters had lain on either side of her, O’Grady stroking her belly as they made plans.