Twilight Sparkle Applejack Novels & Stories

Then she brought the fireworks and ran toward Jack. "Mister Daddy!" Naomi shouted out loud. Jack lowered his head and looked at the girl who was standing beside him. "What's this?" "This is a special sparkler that Janell brought from her hometown. I heard your wish will come true if you wish with it. Try it!" Naomi was very persuasive as she insisted Jack try it. Her eyes looked very sincere. "It's real!" Jack took the sparkler with disdain and lit it up. The sparkler emitted bright, intense colored flames and sparks while lighting up the view in front of him.

"Glad to meet you and thank you for getting to know you Lyra the lycan." At these words they both burst out laughing. Lyra's jovial nature was almost contagious. "I'm going right now to bring some chocolate." Lyra finished before opening the door. A young woman stood at the entrance and Lyra walked back to Skylar. "I present to you Twilight, my assistant. She is very efficient, but her worst flaw is her indulgence, wild berries. Now you know everything about her." Then Lyra walked out of the room and turned to Twilight. "Follow me, we have our work cut out."

“Come on… a little closer.” Jake glance at the stakeholders who's sitting at the long table at the back, in the basement. They're looking so pale, watching the big screens around them. They're once part of the Twilight and now that they're joining another group under its own son who betrayed his father, they are afraid of facing Raja— the number one weapon in Twilight's arsenal. Jake smirked while looking at them. "Don't flaunt your cowardice on me. Now that you've pledge loyalty to me, I'll do my responsibility to protect you all. So just watch and enjoy the show."

Together, they came up with additional methods to obtain the blood they required, including the Red Cross, campus blood drives, and, where necessary, robbing a hospital's blood bank. Zachary's wife of almost forty years, Sarah, was a true free spirit. Her native to this country, bronzed skin was enhanced by her long, black hair that hung past her waist. Her eyes were still the original black color of a human; the silver of aging had not yet supplanted it. She was a newborn vampire.

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

he admitted, a small grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. Jason's eyes lit up with curiosity. "Spill it, dude. Who's the lucky girl?" Damon hesitated for a moment, then decided to share. "Her name's Aqua. She's... different. There's just something about her." "Aqua? Seriously?" Jason raised an eyebrow. "What kind of name is that?" "It's unique, just like her," Damon replied, his tone defensive but playful. "She's mysterious, you know? And I can't stop thinking about her."

“You—what are you doing here?” The smile never left her lips. “Relax, I didn’t come here for war.” I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. “Then what exactly do you want?” “My name is Tara. My mother… she’s the head witch of New York. Your Alpha almost killed her.” My stomach dropped. “Wait… what?” “Yes,” she said calmly. “But that’s not why I’m here. There are bigger things happening now.” She leaned closer. “The Owl is close, Kaima. Really close. We need to act fast.”

There was no romantic or submissive vulnerability for the Heart-Pupils to latch onto. Marcus stood there, looking down at the beautiful, glowing boy with his pink heart-shaped eyes. "You're glowing, Jack," Marcus rumbled, his deep voice carrying a gentle, almost amused fondness, entirely unaffected by the spell. He reached up, his large, rough hand lightly tapping Jack on the forehead. "You're just over-excited from the fancy juice Varkas gave you. Your eyes are doing that weird shape thing again." Jack’s breath hitched. The pink light in his pupils flickered and faded back to a disappointed, embarrassed blue.

Twilight blinked several times. “What’s her name?” Herod asked. “Drawfall. That’s what she calls herself.” “Draw…” Twilight muttered under her breath. “She is the one.” Without a second thought, Eric bolted out of the house, eyes scanning the surroundings. His nose sniffed the recent scent and began following it. Seeing how the scent was fading, it meant the girl was running. He immediately followed. “What is wrong?” Megan asked Twilight. “Oh… Drawfall might know what happened to your daughter,” Twilight said, heading to the door to leave. Then she paused and faced the woman again. “Don’t eat those apples. They’re poisoned.”

He had a keen eye, and his decisions were always quick and precise. I was wearing a simple, black fishtail dress that night. I wasn't wearing any jewelry, but Oliver had immediately picked me out in the crowd. "Julia York?" he asked as he approached me, smiling while raising his glass at me. "I've admired you for a long time." "You know who I am, Mr. Rosenfield?" I asked politely in response. "Chuck Garrison's ex-wife, the original president of Starlight Group, and the heiress of the York family. It would be even more surprising if I didn't know who you were."