Twilight Sulpicia Novels & Stories

"Tell me the truth, Spike. Are you using me for your own gain?" Spike hesitated, his gaze flickering away from mine for a moment before returning. This time, I could see that he was hiding something. "yes, in a way, I am using you, but not to hurt you. I care about you, Luna" his voice broke as he spoke. "I've wanted to tell you for a few days now, but I just haven't worked out how" his eyes fell to the ground. I could see and feel that whatever he was about to tell me hurt him. Taking a deep breath, he went on. "I'm cursed; I was cursed over 500 years ago by a witch named Sylva. She was one of your ancestors. After she cursed me, she told me that one day, I would meet a girl with hair as da

Sulvenis, The Ancestral Grounds of the Lycan Bloodline, Twilight clung to the treetops like ash. In the sacred territory of Sulvenis, where bloodlines echoed in the earth and magic lingered like fog, the four Lycan siblings stood on the cliffs above the Vale of the Moon, each silent with a grief they dared not name. Xander's arms were crossed tightly over his chest, golden eyes scanning the horizon as if it might deliver her back to him.

Cedric shouted, “Why aren’t you taking action, Slyvia? Don’t forget your master is also awaiting us in the Thirty-Third Heaven.” Sylvia looked at James, conflicted, then said, “You’re so stubborn. I apologize for having to do this.” With that said, she gathered a massive wave of water with a swift wave of her hands. However, before she could launch the attack, James had cast the Dawnblaze Form and knocked her away. James stood where Sylvia was moments ago and said, “Sparing your life is the greatest extent of my kindness.” Cedric and Xenova were in complete shock. Sylvia was at the Yitro Daeclon Rank but could not withstand a single attack from James.

I tapped my chin continuously and walked up to Suzy. "Yeah, we will sacrifice an animal, channel the energy alongside Cedric since he is the oldest vampire present, and find him." Suzy's eyes lit up in excitement. "What then are you waiting for? Get to work immediately!" Cedric ordered and Hilda ran out to go fetch a snake. She returned some minutes later and presented it to Suzy who lept to work immediately. She placed a new map on the table again and lit up the candles again, only this time with more energy-charged into it.

Sylvia. “We now crown thee Sylvia Dominque as queen of the werewolf packs and guardian of the staff of ARUNDHAIL!!” One of the SANHEDRINS said placing a crown on my head. This was something I never expected to happen, just 3 days ago I was on a battle field fighting for my life and the life of my people and friends. Just 3 days ago, I found my mother and lost her again, and just 3 days ago I found my wolf.

There was a fearful look in her eyes which was slowly replaced by anger. ''What is the meaning of this?'' she barked. The binds my men used to hold her were still tight but I knew it wouldn't be for long. Sylvia was a werewolf, a very strong kind and a mere rope wouldn't hold her for long. ''You still have the guts to talk?'' I asked. Just like I had predicted, the binds snapped with a flick of her hand. She rose up on her feet immediately, giving me a death glare that didn't faze me one bit.

His brown eyes looked like fresh honey and his red hair resembled curls that were lit with flames. "Sleep is a rarity these days," Sydney answered before turning to Thorne, Penelope, and me, "this is my brother Sylvain," she then pointed to each of us respectively and said our names, "Thorne, he's a hellhound. This is Penelope, the witch. And Lilith, vampire Queen." Sylvain's ginger eyebrows scrunched and those whirlpool honey eyes of his landed on Julian, "I thought you said your mate's a werewolf. Did you reject her?"

Sephora snarled. The aura around Twilight changed the moment their eyes met again. Clenching her jaw, Twilight took a step closer. “Sister-in-law,” she whispered. Her voice no longer held humor. It was cold, dark—and in that moment, Sephora forgot the fact that she had a stronger wolf. When Twilight got too close, Sephora took a step back. “I didn’t come here for a fight,” Twilight said, still walking toward her, “and I didn’t come here to be disrespected either.”

“You need to understand. This is crucial. I have to speak with her. I need to find out what she knows of the twilight.” Dante's brow furrows with concern. The doubt he has on the matter is etched across his face. “Salvatore, what makes you think she possesses any knowledge about the twilight?” “She is the future Luna. If any amongst the pack holds information regarding the eclipse, it would be her. I cannot afford to let any potential lead slip away,” I plead. Dante sighs, his gaze locks on mine. I do not think he is going to back down on this. “Salvatore, I understand your concern, but what makes you think these mongrels possess any information we do not have?”

The wolves were always called cruel, but the hugs and words of support along with handshakes removed them from this position imposed by the vampires themselves. Soraia, the powerful Queen of the vampires, was now on her knees on the ground, staring fixedly and sadly at her star pendant, trying to find solace and answers to why all that misfortune that had occurred last night, it had been the grip that was eating away at her heart and soul for not having Augustus on her side, but unfortunately, her star was out. Sad.