Twilight Turning Page Novels & Stories

he said and he winked at me. After Dracula, we watched Twilight where Jane threw another enormous amount of jokes around, mostly about sparkly stuff, mind reading and predicting the future and after we put on Underworld. “I'm going to be like Selene with my ex-boyfriend when I see him. Oh, and actually also your ex-boyfriend Tris,“ Jane said, nudging me in the shoulder. I turned to her with wide eyes. “We're sharing the same ex-boyfriend,“ I said with a shocked expression. “Enough about ex-boyfriends,“ Damon snapped. Jane rolled her eyes at me and focused on the tv again.

Twilight looked determined. "I'm serious. Tell your men to back off. I will count to three. If they don't back away, I will take extreme measures." Larissa looked at her in disbelief. "Was that not 'extreme' already?" The discussion had ended. Twilight had a crazy and evil gaze. "Larissa," she said angrily. "You made me do this!" As she finished, the remaining dozen of clones transformed. Their eyes turned red, and their demeanor changed.

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 120: What the First Page Said The sound of the unlocking click echoed far beyond the Threshold. It moved through the folding horizon. Through the silent Pillars. Through every layer of the dream. A single sound. A single permission. And then the first page turned. Nobody touched it. Nobody stood inside the room. Yet the page moved slowly on its own. As though an unseen hand had been waiting centuries for that moment. The projection sharpened.

Twilight' breath hitched, hand slowly reaching for her bottom bleeding lip, and something dangerous flashed in her eyes—something Sephora didn’t miss. “That served you right. You really think this is some kind of fairy tale? Tssk… don’t make me laugh,” 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.

She hated herself for it. She jerked away, standing abruptly. “I’m tired. I should sleep,” she said quickly, avoiding his gaze. Ryan studied her for a moment longer before rising to his feet. “As you wish,” he said curtly. He turned and left without another word, the door clicking softly behind him. Claire sagged against the bed, her knees weak. She reached under the pillow and clutched the silver key tightly. Change the ending... Could she really do it? Could she rewrite her twisted fate?

“This is the only thing I have besides her name, which is written on the back.” Matt handed me the picture. Looking into the face of a girl about sixteen, my heart softened. Calling for Silica, I asked her to return to the cell. When she arrived, I handed her the picture and told her to find the girl. After Silica left, I looked at Matt, who had tears falling down his cheeks. “Thank you.” “What else can you tell me?” I redirected the conversation. “I know that a new turned-wolf arrives every few weeks, and we must help him through the transition. If they start rejecting the change, they are sent to a secluded area and left to die. After a few days, someone is sent to the location to dispose

I was not going to hold back this time. I stared at the words for a while. There was no reaction until I could feel my palms sweating. I continued staring then something happened. The words were changing. Slowly the alphabets of every word twisted and danced on the page. The first alphabet formed, ‘werewolf’. The second was still about forming when I heard someone call my name. I closed the book shut, put it back in its place and hurried out the door. The following day at school I met up with Derrick at the cafeteria. He was sitting alone and reading something in his phone.

I flipped mine over and stared at the spine, turning the book at different angles until I noticed a slight shimmer on the spine. My heart jolted. This can't be. I opened the book to the first blank page. My breathing became loud in my ears as I swallowed hard. I snapped my fingers and a black flame appeared on my fingertip. I placed it against the page. My heart stopped beating as I watched words suddenly appear. ~~ To my dearest Taitan, I'll be in touch...

I threw the abortion report from the Healer in their faces and had the guards throw them out. After reading the report and confirming that I had truly aborted the only heir of the Twilight pack, the Ackhursts completely lost their minds. They momentarily dropped their fear of Dad's authority and stood outside the gates of the Bloodmoon pack. There, they cursed me for being ungrateful and disloyal. Andre even went so far as to yell, "Jane! I'm not dead. I'm your real fiancé, Andre! Come out and see me, Jane! I don't believe you've stopped loving me…"

I only knew who they were by scent because I didn’t bother to look in their direction. That doesn’t stop me either though as I put my claws at his stomach and slowly dig in, “Maybe you’re the one who should watch the way you talk to a Turned wolf,” my claws slip deeper and deeper but he doesn’t so much as flex his abs. “Especially when you have no information on them,” he still doesn’t move an inch the whole time as I retract my claws and scape upwards a bit. I didn’t go too deep, he’ll heal in seconds from what I’ve learned from Star.