Twilight Sulpicia Novels & Stories

Twilight had her claws and jaw stained with fresh blood, the blood of her victims laying now dead on the ground. "The scale of earth drakes is known by their hardness, but it seems like it worked little against your arsenal" "Grr" Proud of her accomplishment, Twilight groaned as she licked off the crimson liquid on herself. We were in the capital´s streets surrounded by houses and several stores, with all the noise made here, it was sure that the guards would arrive at any moment. Normally, I would have to wait for their arrival so that I could show them the medal of the Fotiadis house and probe that my actions were driven by their commands.

Her body crumbled under the her legs and she hit the floor with a loud thud. That was the first time I saw saw Aurora be defeated by anyone. Now I felt even more guilty about involving her in my problems. Sunder stepped over Aurora's unconscious body and got even more closer to me. "You hide things in that mind of yours," she growled. "I want them all." "So taking other people's memories is your thing," I said and activated my Twilight Eyes. I almost cringed at what I saw in her anatomy. Her blood was filled with black gooey organisms that were swirling through her veins.

While Lucy seemed so flippant about everything, I couldn’t help but feel something within me shift with this new knowledge, recognizing there was much more to being a werewolf and part of a pack than I’d ever imagined. Overhearing Lucy place the order, a man offered to buy the drinks for us, but only if we did body shots off each other. Lucy instantly agreed and begged me to do it with her. Not knowing what I was supposed to do, and feeling pretty tipsy at this point anyway, I agreed to it. Lucy lay down on the bar and pulled up her shirt, so her belly button was exposed. The bartender sprinkled salt on her neck and gave her a lime to hold between her teeth. He then explained to me what to d

All of it told Sarah that the piece of human leg she was seeing wasn't fake. Sarah gasped for air, the flashlight slid off from her fingers. She falls back, gasping and wheezing as she stumbles backward, her widening eyes staring directly to the leg that became more visible because of the flashlight harboring it. Only then did she manage to let out a scream.

I don't want you to choke on your food. Twilight decided to spend the day at the park since she didn't have anything better to do. She played on the swing for a whole hour, took a walk and rested on the bench. It was around five when she decided it was time to head back. On the way, she came across Ichiya. “Do I know you? Because you look a lot like my next girlfriend.” “Nice to see you too, Ichiya.” “Are you on your way home?” “Yeah.”

Twyla slammed both of her hands onto the top of my desk, leaning her face close to mine. “It is nothing but a media stunt!” Twyla shouted, her breath smelling of sweet wine. “Silas Winslow is an old fool. She is the exact same pathetic, crying little slave who used to serve you hot tea in this house. She is absolutely nothing. I am your chosen mate, Torin. I am the one who is bringing the massive Vanguard army to your father’s front gates.”

I whisper to Princess Sylvia, but she’s too distracted by maintaining the power of her Lycan Aura to answer me. Princess Sylvia glares at the werewolves, face gone red as she continues to hold up the aura. The burly werewolves all down their red potions simultaneously, one of them looking up at me and winking. My stomach curdles. Princess Sylvia’s hold on them slips away suddenly, and they climb back up to their feet without hesitation, something wicked and corrupted glinting in their eyes. The werewolves all turn their muzzles up to the sky, suddenly howling up into the air like madmen. Their powerful roars fill the woods as their bodies begin to swell and contort, and they shift into being

“Sylvia is the one truly fit for the role of Luna of the Moonshadow Pack. She has a strong wolf and has been trained to carry herself like a Luna since she was a child. Unlike Sophia.” My breath caught, but I didn’t flinch. Damon’s hand twitched in mine, his entire body tense beside me, but he still didn’t speak,honoring the silent promise we shared moments ago. Sylvia, who had been quiet until now, simply sat there,smiling. A slow, deliberate smile that made my stomach turn. She tilted her head and stared at Damon with a look that could only be described as desperate seduction. Like a woman used to getting what she wanted.

Dracula, the ancient vampire king, observed them with a regal poise, his crimson eyes reflecting both wisdom and scrutiny. Luna, the moonlit pup, remained by Maximus's side, a silent presence in the midst of deliberations. As the discussions reached a pause, Dracula raised his hand, signaling for attention. The leaders turned their gaze toward him, their expressions a blend of anticipation and respect. "Alpha Maximus, Luna, and Princess Georgia," Dracula began, his voice carrying the weight of centuries, "you stand at the threshold of an alliance that bears the potential to reshape the delicate balance between werewolves and vampires. The moonlit mark, present in Luna, is a celestial blessin

She came closer to the tree that I was sitting up against and breathing. Hello there, it looks like you're going to give birth to your pups soon. My name is Sylvia and I was walking along and heard you screaming, I just growled at her because she was a witch. Oh, I am not going to hurt you, just going to help you. I am having two pups and they are girls. Some witches tend to be good or evil, but I wasn't sure about this one. She didn't seem to be good or evil.