Twilight Sparkle G1 Novels & Stories

and he walked down to meet up with her. Somira saw him as he was coming towards her... with his beautiful sunglasses worn that suits his lovely shirt. And with his glittering keypot swinging in his hand as it was being held by one of his fingers. Getting to her, Lawrence instigated a very warm and welcoming embrace with her, as she reciprocated it.... Pulling backwards a little, and touching her face to help her remove those strands of hair that got stucked on the side of her face as the breeze was blowing so hard.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

"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."

There were a few things listed, scribbled in her neat, witchy handwriting: Quill feather Lemongrass Bone ash of a forest creature Moonrose petals A vial of twilight dew I blinked at the last two. “You’re kidding.” “Nope.” “Where do you even get twilight dew?” She smirked, standing. “You leave a silver bowl under the moonlight, right before sunset. Collect the dew that forms. It’s rare but not impossible.” “And bone ash?” I raised a brow. “I have a pouch of it. Relax,” she said casually. Of course she did.

His pointed nose complemented his prominent cheekbones. "And that's Amara Zhane Constantine." I focused my attention on the one and only girl in their group. Unlike me, who has paperwhite skin, she had a burnished complexion. When Alistair spoke, her gleaming, heavenly-white teeth flashed as she smiled. Her pointed nose, red lips, and beautiful brown eyes stood out. Her graceful and elegant actions captivated me. I think I've found another girl crush! "Of course, there is Zeeve Maxim Bullecer."

“I completely agree. We are going to go down to where we just were, though. The blood that we created there is where the key is. If we ever need to release that spell, it is done there. Come, let me show you.” Walking back down to where we had just performed the spell, I can see a faint glitter on the ground. “What is that?” I ask, pointing to the area. “That is the spell. It is a small fragment of what is protecting our kingdom. Do not worry; it cannot be removed, and vampires usually cannot see it.” “I can see it,” Lawler announces as he points out the diameter of the shimmering space. “You can because you are mated to Elnora; her blood runs within you so that you will see it. The boys sho

Jaiyana laughed again, closing her eyes as she pressed her forehead against his, feeling the steady, powerful heartbeat beneath the fur. Shan sniffed at her necklace, the light within swirling faster, brighter, until it seemed to pulse in time with her heartbeat. He stepped back as the glow intensified, filling the small room with the golden brilliance of dawn breaking through a storm. The air hummed with energy, electric and alive, and Jaiyana’s hair floated slightly as if caught in a gentle wind. Sparks flickered from her fingertips, tiny arcs of radiance dancing across her skin before shooting out into the room like beams of pure sunlight. Her eyes glowed, bright and unwavering, reflectin

Not ours. “I know,” she murmured. “But it’s connected somehow.” At the top, the roof had collapsed, leaving the sky wide open. Moonlight spilled across the broken floor. Rowan stepped into it— —and froze. A spark floated in the sky, far beyond the tower, suspended in the darkness like a single bright tear. Blue. Not soft blue like Ember. This was sharper, colder… alive. Rowan’s breath caught. “What are you?” The spark pulsed.

The relic responded on cue. A soft, pearly glow bloomed around the jewelry, haloing the skin above her collarbone. The air around her shivered with a faint resonance hum—the kind that made wolves’ hackles lift, that whispered of bonds and promises. Several guests turned toward her, pulled by instinct. “Do you see?” One Luna sighed. “Such alignment. Even now.” The glow was pretty. Convincing. It's completely artificial. Elowen felt the glass-singing in her bones rise to meet it like a challenge.

I needed to finish this ceremony, then I could take her to our room and ravish her the way she deserves. Turning my attention to Garret, I extend my hand for him to join me on the platform. He stood beside his father, smiling happily as I took the Gamma pendent off Bennett and placed it on Garret. The uniquely crafted pendant was made of a rare moonstone that glowed with an inner radiance. Garret clasped it in his hands, squeezing it tight as a signifying his commitment to me and the pack. He and I then clasped hands as our hands began to glow with a silver, luminous light. I felt the bond shift, cutting ties with Bennett and starting new ones with Garret.