Twilight Villains Novels & Stories

he asked calmly. So calm, it made them tremble harder and fed the beast within him. “We all did, sir,” one spoke, stumbling over his words. “We were on duty.” “Did you arrest them? And who did you report it to?” He watched their faces, waiting for any sign of a lie. “No, they... They were from The Heights; they told us there was no need to report it. They said you gave permission.” The Heights was one of the more affluent parts of the city, full of wealthy, good-for-nothing vampires who would rather pay someone than be drafted to fight in a war. And they were using his name to get away with committing crimes.

He had a a clue. I should have known better. The chauffeur and bodyguard weren't there to stop me. They were there to protect me. Lucian had planned ahead again. He knew everything before he stepped into that hotel, i opened my messages and sent a bait to Thor. Lucian Blackwood's life and companies have been targeted by unknown groups, you have a rival. Thor will strike within minutes, let's put all the enemies in the same ring.

"So she's real? The war goddess?" I looked at Jared quizzically, wondering why he made that statement. Kayla explained for me. "As far as vampires are concerned, Octavius is the real villain. We've all heard about the goddess and her evil but she's not someone everyone has seen so most don't believe she exists." I see. No one has seen her because for years she's been locked in hell. Silver continued with the explanation, telling them how Ashterah had used Starlight all along to cause the trouble in WhiSare.

I couldn't ignore the ominous feeling that the outcome would be far from favourable. As I reflected on the unfolding events, the truth became clear—I could see the disaster looming ahead. My fears intensified, especially with Chester and his ruthless ways in the picture. Among vampires, he was the cruellest, driven not only by bloodlust but also by a thirst for power and manipulation. He held dominion over his coven, reigning above all others, and his life revolved around enforcing his rule.

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

Twilight stopped giving out orders to the clones. The clones went into a frenzy and could not tell between friend and foe; they began to attack Twilight. One of them bit Twilight's hand while another bit her neck. Within seconds, she collapsed on the ground. The rest of the clones pounced on her. It was a brutal scene to watch. Everything happened too fast. Before anyone could react, Twilight was lying motionlessly in a puddle of blood. Larissa covered Vincent's eyes and turned her gaze away. The crazed clones continued to attack even after murdering Twilight.

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

It was only then I felt the entire gathering staring right at me, but I didn't really care. Yes, Gram hissed. Hold your ground. Good girl. I'm sure Batsheva was aware I'd simply failed to sit, but Gram was right. The smile on Batsheva's face faded as I stood there, unmoving, unbending. Cogs turned, connections fired, ties pulled into knots. The Dumonts. The Moromonds. My family. All connected through magic and greed and jealousy, led by the most horrible evil I'd ever met. Worse than Demitrius Strong, leader of the Chosen of the Light, who at least was deluded into thinking he was doing the right thing. Worse than Nicholas DeWinter, a vampire evil long before I met him, but led by his heart

But for some peculiar reason, Sarah Poleman, a seventeen-year-old brunette, and his boyfriend—Charlie Mantial, find it less disturbing to jump over the laid out rules and ran within the path vociferously, stomping hardly on the wetted moss and letting the whip-cracking branches of blackberry trees slap their faces as they continued sprinting like some kids released on a playground. The whole circular forest had been cast by the pitch darkness of the night and the flashlight that served as their guide to get through the path didn't lessen the pure blindness. Sarah didn't seem to mind the foreboding danger around them, though. It thrilled her even. Seeing herself alone at the center of the for

But that was because the Northern Star pack had something that other packs didn't; their Luna was a witch. The fated union between a werewolf and a witch hadn’t gone down smoothly with puritans but sixteen years on, Ulf and Estrid had defied all odds and united their pack. Their love for each other inspired unity and peace amongst their people while their tenacity and bravery was what drove them to protect their people.