Twilight Stories Novels & Stories

“Why are you still on your phone when you’re dating me?” I put down my phone. The variety of food served was tasty. But somehow, I felt that something was missing. My phone rang. It was a call from an unknown number. I hung up. But the number called again. After four or five repeated calls, I could not take it anymore and answered it. “Hi, may I speak to Ms. Twilight?” They actually knew me by name. “Speaking. May I know who this is?” The person on the other end of the line grew excited. “Ms. Twilight, I’d like to ask for your help with a case.”

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

However, before she could utter a word, Tyler’s arrogant voice drifted over, dripping with superiority. “So what if you do? By the time we’re in court, everyone will already believe you’re a fraud. Who’s going to listen to a word you say?!” He sauntered over, dressed head to toe in designer brands like a nouveau riche caricature, with a small box dangling from his hand. As he caught sight of my restrained figure, he let the box slip from his fingers. It clattered to the floor along with a jade bracelet that fell out of it. The bracelet shattered into several pieces.

My voice came out softer than I wanted. “You can.” His hand moved. His fingers brushed over my wrist as he turned the page. It was not an accident. I felt the rough pad of his thumb slide slowly across the inside of my wrist. He left it there for a second longer than he needed to. “But you have to stop being scared of the heat. This story has real heat in it, Lila. Don’t sand it down. Don’t make it polite. Write the dirty truth.”

“I’d think you’d be begging for more.” When he threw his head back while laughing at his own sick humor, Edwin seized the moment and twisted from beneath him. Before the vampire could grasp what was happening, he grabbed his head with both hands and pulled with all his might. A loud popping sound pummeled his eardrums as the vampire’s body fell limp to the ground. Not wanting to take a chance on the vampire coming back to life, and remembering a scene from the Twilight saga, he tossed a lit match on the headless body. It immediately burst into flames.

Judging by the sound, she’d begun to lather her sponge. “No one has been there. There are thirty levels full of black magic in the Twilight world. And hideous creatures living on each level. What’s more, on the bottom levels, there are dark gods and the Dark itself that even necromancers aren’t capable of subjugating.” “But tell me, would you like to go there? At least for a little while?” he asked, paying no attention to her words about nobody ever having been there. That wasn’t how it was – take it from him.

I tiptoed and placed a kiss on his forehead. He smiled brightly and kissed me on the lips. The kiss was slow and gentle and held more emotions than our other kisses. We pulled apart and continued watching the night sky. Finally, I get my happy ending. Everything was perfect. My life was perfect with him. THE END

At first, she tried to hold back, but as the night went on, reason gave way to emotion. In a low, teasing whisper, he asked, “Don’t believe me?” Her eyes glistened, her voice tender. “I do, I do.” She bit down on his shoulder playfully. “That’s for being naughty!” Hunter’s dark eyes deepened, spurred by her reaction, and he let himself indulge fully. By the end of it all, Tara drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep. Hunter, now fully sober, gazed down at her glowing face nestled in his arms.

His eyes were gentle with love as he let his guard down to allow her into his heart, not staying alert to the danger around him. Sirius was frustrated when night fell he wanted to keep going but Nero insisted they rest and make camp for the night, ‘We will be no good if we arrive exhausted Sirius, we must eat and rest. We will set off again at first light.’ They hunted silently bringing down a large male deer that fed the whole Pack, none was wasted, Werewolves hunted and killed only for food, the only creature they killed for pleasure was the humans. Atalanta woke up with a start,

THE CONTENTS OF THE STORY IS FICTIONAL AND AN ORIGINAL WORK OF THE AUTHOR. THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE:- DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1, 2 & 3 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME