Twilight Vampire Gifts Novels & Stories

" As he spoke, he took a beautifully wrapped gift box from one of his men. He was about to hand it over when Maeve jumped in. "It smells amazing! Isn't this Phantome's new limited release, 'Enthrall'? I heard they used a special synthetic musk." Aurelio pulled it back. "Mae, you like it? Then it's yours." Maeve wore a conflicted expression. "I really shouldn't. It's for Wanda. How could I take it from her?" But her eyes flicked my way. She was openly gloating.

How I wish to be there with you to celebrate this precious day with you, but we don’t always get what we want, so I decided to give something special on your 18th birthday, since it was a special day for both werewolf and human, because we turn 18 for once right. Anyway, I am gifting this owl as your 18th birthday gift. It’s not an ordinary owl, it was a very special and magical owl who can talk in human language and can also understand it. One of my witch friends has given me a thank-you gift for saving his life from a vampire. So take good care of it.

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

When they reached the base of the clock tower, one stepped forward before the rest. I recognized him as the King’s Voice, a colonel among the vampires. He had been here for each tribute lottery, never aging or changing at all. He gazed among us huddled there and announced, “From this pack, we will select four tributes. Of these four, one will be specially chosen to become the blood pet of the Duke of Vampires, Damien.” Those of us in the crowd glanced nervously at one another. The tributes were typically gifted to Vampire King Henry.

Paige commented, eyebrows raised. Lucas sent a professional camera with special lenses designed to capture werewolf auras. Ryan contributed a stunning painting of wolves running under moonlight. Elliot and several other business associates sent elaborate flower arrangements. Even Florence, who had been transferred to Dominic's London estate, shipped over plants that thrived in moonlight—perfect for our studio's ambiance. The most surprising gift came from William Blackwood: an ancient ornament carved with wolves that must have been worth a small fortune. "Even Ivy Reed sent two massive flower baskets," Paige said incredulously. "Is she trying to poison us with kindness?"

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

Cora head was totally messed up, these stupid twilight vampires, she had totally forgotten, each person from each family of the seven province were usually born with a gift. And Evans was the one born with a gift not Kate, he could get into people's head and read thoughts, while Ace and Arion were born with gift of vision, she would have loved to find out if Adia will live, but it didn't work like that,the visions come and goes. Aisling was the one born with a gift from the Callahan clan, she had the gift of healing and that's how each person from a clan of the seven province of Britaris has their own special gifts.

Father, Mother, and Leo rushed to her side at once. When they saw the red mark on Olivia’s palm—raw and angry, like a burn—they all panicked. “We didn’t come into contact with any humans at the night banquet,” someone said sharply. “What kind of vampire would give a silver gift?” My mother’s gaze swept across the room before stopping on an opened gift box. “That gift box…”Her voice hesitated.“Wasn’t it Bella’s?” Olivia immediately looked as if she were about to cry.

He just stared at Dawn with awe, and his eyes are now bright green. Dawn is wearing backless black glittery body con dress that ends ups exactly in her calf length, it also has a slit on the right, if she wants to show-off her thighs. Her hair is flowing at her back, even though the dress is backless, her back isn’t really showing because of her hair, covering it. She also has a black cape, but refuse to wear it. The vampire band, started playing a mellow music to start the party. The visitors are chatting with each other, while drinking a cup of blood. Dustine open his mind link with Dawn so that they can talk even though they’re meters away.

“Turning nineteen. I’m also a werewolf just like you and Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome. We all know how sexually active our species are. Try again.” I can’t deny that. At eighteen, we are ‘gifted’ the ability to scent our mate. That scent will continuously signal a female to go into heat and I realize why he wants us to take scent suppressants. Does that mean he doesn’t want to claim me after all? My heart sinks. Am I just setting myself up to get hurt again? The chime goes off and Sylvie sighs, pushing the box back into my hands before she returns to the front. I want to believe he wants something to do with me beyond business. Why would he gift me a new phone and send me flowers? Icy realit