Twilight Turning Page Novels & Stories

She didn't mind though, being with these thousands of books he can read is heaven for her. Not to mention she is still walking slowly because of back pain. "Sht! This is the first edition!" she can't believe what she's seeing so grab the book quickly and open it. "I'm right!" she said to herself again. "Who are you?" Erin looked behind her and saw an old man wearing a suit, her eyes widened not because of the man but because of his bare fangs. He's a vampire. "A-Ah.. I-I'm just looking—Acck!" Erin choked on herself when the vampire went for her neck, grabbing her by the neck and pinning her on one of the shelves.

Relief flooded her, but almost immediately, the fiery heat in her body surged, overwhelming her. She slid down against the wall, her strength giving out, and pulled off her T-shirt in an attempt to cool down. Her breathing was heavy, and her pounding heartbeat echoed in her ears. Her entire body felt as though it were being devoured by ants, the sensation unbearable. She couldn’t stop the soft, stifled moans that escaped her lips. Suddenly, a sharp click pierced the air, and the lights flicked on. Tara’s vision blurred, her consciousness slipping away. Through her hazy gaze, she saw a tall, striking man walking toward her.

Welcome back for my previous readers, and for those who are new to my stories. This book is the fourth book in my Twist of Fate Series: - The Wrong Alpha - A Twist of Fate? Delilah can't wait for her boyfriend to turn seventeen, for him to meet his Alpha wolf and be able to finally sense his fated mate. She's long since been predicted as his fated mate and they make the perfect couple, surely fate couldn't take an unexpected twist and take Delilah on a painful path she didn't expect?

she seemed mad and she even stepped away from me. "Okay-okay, tell me how to make a wand." Using her teeth she bit the book away from me and started flipping the pages, she looked really cute while doing it not to mention she was irritated. After flipping it, she brought it back and show me how to do it. When I saw it, it was a page of instruction and as I read the initial definition, I didn't like it. It was dramatic and overly emotionally involved. It says, feel the power of your heart, prepare yourself, and many more but at the end, it stated that I should snap my finger.

Sarah asked, tilting her head in confusion as their pace slowed down. "Just a little bit." Charlie pored over his shoulder to smile at his girlfriend. "You tired? Want me to carry you, hmm?" Sarah bit her lower lip seductively and even they are surrounded by darkness, her repulse to show her charms reigned. She tucked a hair behind her left ear. "I can manage well. Though, these little burrs are pissing me off," she informed and looked down on the burrs sticking to the hem of her dress like pieces of magnets. Some brushed the upper part of her legs.

Slowly Sachiko floats in the air and from being a human being her form changes and becomes a silver-gray wolf thorning her clothes into pieces while the moon distorts its color and turns red. The whole continental of Arsel witnessed this red blood moon but some of them knew the reason why? Only a few knew the history of the moon turning red blood and they knew that this event will flip history again in this era. On the other side, a pack leader burst into tears watching the moon telling its praise to the goddess of the moon. "You goddess of the moon, a goddess who gave great blessings to your subjects now gives new hope again. You will be blessed and we will not be forsaken."

Adrian could barely breathe. After a long silence... he whispered, "It says..." "...the Final Reader..." "...has been following me since the first chapter." Silence swallowed the Hall. Even the candles stopped moving. Far below the staircase... something smiled. And somewhere beyond the Twelfth Door... another page... turned by itself. The smile vanished. Not because it had disappeared... Because reality refused to remember it. Adrian tightened his grip on the single page. The sentence written upon it slowly faded... as though it had never existed.

I leaned closer. Reading more carefully now. Trying to understand every word. Every line. Every meaning. And then— My hand stilled. Because halfway down the page— It stopped. Not naturally. Not cleanly. Torn. The page had been ripped out. The rest of the spell— Gone. My chest tightened sharply. “No…” I flipped the page. Hoping. Expecting. But the next page— Was different. Not instructions. Not a continuation. Just a single line. Written boldly.

"Claude, it was my fault in the past, and I'm sorry! I know you're the one who understands me the most! I really can't lose this company! Please, I'm begging you!" Jessica suddenly dropped to her knees and grabbed my leg, pleading desperately. "Just leave," My voice stayed cold as Cecilia and I kept walking. "You two shameless people won't end well! Cecilia, you're nothing but a witch, and you and that dog Claude are a perfect match! A witch with a dog!" Jessica turned on us in an instant.