Twilight Song Prom Novels & Stories

But there was no kindness left in his eyes, only hatred and the twisted excitement of someone about to kill. The sky was darkening, and thunder rumbled all around us. I had never seen such fierce winds. The air tasted salty, so I guessed we were on a small island… probably a private one. He yelled as he questioned me, "You… Your sight's back, isn't it!" There was no point pretending now. I barely had any strength left, so I looked him straight in the eye and nodded calmly, "Yes. So, I'm not your daughter anymore, right?"

To a night we won’t forget. We finally get to the prom and when we walk inside all the lights are off, everything is being lit up from the twinkling lights that are placed strategically all over the room. It looks... Magical... I look up at Liam, and just stare at him for a while. I really can’t believe this is happening, after everything we’ve been through, it’s just so surreal. He looks down at me and then pulls me closer to his side as we make it further inside the room. The stage is lit up from the DJs lights and he’s playing some rock song right now. I look around and a good portion of people are already on the dance floor dancing.

Moretti" The reporters yelled, following with their microphones Adrian didn't spare a second with them and walked into the grand hall. While they transitioned from outside into the hall Carolina's grip tightened as her eyes scanned the hall. The ballroom shone under the chandeliers, light reflecting on the marble floors and glass surfaces. Soft music played. Conversations filled the room, low and calculated. Smiles that never reached too deep. Heads turned when they were obvious in the room. Whispers "Isn't that Dawson's daughter?" "So it's true" "After all that's happening to Dawson" "I can't believe there would actually be partnership between them". Carolina noticed how the room changed. P

They were clearly in-laws through Jeremy, but they did not seem to have much interaction with each other. The Holdens were not invited to Annie's wedding the previous day, and she recalled that the Levines did not attend the 'fake' wedding between herself and Jeremy, either. In any case, she decided not to think too much about it. Jeremy's affairs had nothing to do with her anyway. - Twilight was the name of the bar, and the place was rather lively with chatter. Amidst the blinding lights, Corinne was able to spot Annie, who had dyed her hair hot pink overnight, dancing wildly on the dance floor.

To all readers and lovers of this book, thank you so much. Let's follow up on Natasha's story in the next book. I've specially created a playlist for this book, and hope you enjoy it! Daylight- Taylor Swift. Luminary- Joel Sunny. Don't Blame Me- Taylor Swift. Party Monster- The Weeknd. DARK REALM ROYAL ACADEMY “We’re the only ones who can help you. Just say the word. Beg us.”

Elowen’s POV – Twilight Whispers That evening, as the last vestiges of daylight faded into the soft embrace of twilight, the academy’s grounds transformed into a quiet sanctuary. I found myself wandering along a secluded stone path leading to a hidden courtyard, a place that had once been filled with echoes of our past conflicts and now promised a fragile new beginning. The gentle hum of evening stirred in the air—a murmur of crickets, the soft rustle of leaves—and all around, the academy seemed to exhale, releasing the weight of the day.

Zariah’s hand settled lightly at Imani’s waist. Not gripping. Resting. Asking permission without words. Imani’s breath caught—but she didn’t step back. Her hands hovered awkwardly for half a second before settling on Zariah’s shoulders. Soft contact. Warmth through fabric. Electricity underneath it. Malik watched every second. Every shift. Every glance. Every breath. Zariah moved first—slow, subtle swaying that matched the rhythm of the song. Imani followed instinctively, their bodies finding a shared pace like they’d done this before.

Setting down the papers, Clarence handed the manager a phone number and said, "Call to verify." ~~~~~ It was eleven at night. After taking a bath, Stella was laying in bed when her phone rang just as she was ready to turn in for the night. She heard someone inquire on the other end , "May I know is this Miss Stella Radomil?" "Yes, I am. Could you tell me who's speaking?” "My role at Twilight Club is manager. Is Channing your brother, Miss Radomil?" Her skull ached the moment she heard the phrase "Twilight Club". She paused a little at the mention of her brother's name before responding, "Yes, what happened to him?"

trip and organized a gathering, inviting quite a number of people. At 7:00 pm, Rowan and Natalie arrived at Twilight Haven, a luxury club that opened in Grendale last year and was equipped with top-tier facilities. They stepped inside only to be welcomed by a vibrant, decadent atmosphere. Rowan shielded Natalie as they entered the elevator. After reaching upstairs, they walked into a private room hand-in-hand. After taking their seats, Noelle looked down at her vibrating phone and noticed a message from an unknown number. "I can help you, Natalie."

I smile and nod. "I see. Just behave there. Don't get out of my sight." I just nodded. He opened the stereo. Suddenly A Thousand Years played. I remembered the Twilight Saga. Shit!