Twilight Volturi Aro Actor Novels & Stories

Without Leon realizing it, he had poured gasoline on the fire. Everyone also realized that there was a tense tension here coming from Alpha Darren. And now it was getting worse because of Leon. Canis quickly pinched that man, “are you looking to die?” she whispered angrily. But Leon was not very sensitive, so he instead said again, “unfortunately you are married, if not, then I might be able to propose to you.” And yep, the table was pounded by Alpha Darren. Everyone was shocked including Diana. Alpha Darren loosened his tie and suddenly filled his glass with beer, then he raised his glass high, “why don't we have a bet to prove who is the strongest drinker here?”

My push hard enough to send him falling towards the ground. A gesture that makes Aaron growl. Perfect. I’m itching for a fight. Especially after the whole Elder thing. Aaron and I soon fighting amongst ourselves in hand to hand combat or in this case our fists. Both of us landing hit after hit until suddenly Tori moves to jump in the way. My fist quick in connecting with his face. The swing hard enough to send him flying into Aaron. The move enough to jolt me back to my senses. “OH MY GOD…. TORI” I cry. Volt now whimpering at hurting our mate. Aaron growling as well.

“Sevrien Aurel Duskgrave—of House Duskgrave.” Elarion glanced at the offered hand, then took it out of formality. “Elarion di Valtor. From the Tower of Valtor.” Sevrien tightened his grip. Mana of gold burst forth, radiant and oppressive. It poured from him like sunlight turned molten, his aura flooding the air in waves. Elarion glanced directly at the Crown Prince’s eyes. A cold surge of violet aura erupted, Sharp and precise—like amethyst flames coiled in control.

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.”

Aragorn continued, sweeping a hand toward his allies, “since you’ll be standing at my side today, you might as well be properly introduced, to one of my most trusted ally, Eva.” One by one, they spoke. The vampire rose with a bow, his gaze never leaving mine; I could see the attraction in his eyes, but it's a pity that he won't be alive to live out that fantasy of his. "Dorian,” he said smoothly. "A vampire to some, and a really sweet gentleman to beautiful ladies like you." He winked. "That's enough flirting for the day, Dorian, we have a lot on our plates for today." Aragorn snapped at him, turning towards the witch lady and signalling her to go ahead.

Surrounding her in the shadows were dozens of high-ranking Volturi guards, their dark cloaks shifting like shadows against the polished white stone. On the elevated dais before her sat the three kings. At the center was Aro. He leaned forward, his translucent, paper-thin skin catching the faint torchlight. He had a look of profound, ecstatic amusement on his face, his dark eyes wide with sadistic curiosity. "Such a beautiful, tragic creature," Aro murmured, his voice a soft, melodic purr that echoed off the high marble arches. He drifted down from his throne with impossible, terrifying grace, stopping just inches from Elena.

I ordered and he nodded, returning to his seat and immediately began to search through the dates. He found what we were looking for so I pulled a chair closer and sat while I fixed my gaze on the wide screen that showed the events. Aurora and Giselle were by the pool, some seconds later Aurora left. I saw Ricardo standing by the other part of the park, a tree hiding his bulky frame as he kept his eyes around the area. My attention was drawn to Aurora urging Giselle to do something-probably to leave the pool then the next thing I saw was Aurora falling to the ground with her hands on her stomach.

Of course, my anger would be directed towards him. She hummed, “And here I was thinking we’ve having some twilight shit here.” She sounded disappointed. “Huh?” “You know, Twilight, the movie?” She turned her head around to meet my gaze. “Cassain Gregory as Edward Cullen, just more good looking and less constipated, you, Camilla Castello as Bella Swan and Adrian Moretti as Jacob whatever his last name is. You’re so Vampire girl now.”

In this timeline, I was stalking an engagement party like a predator waiting for a deer to stray from the herd. Then, the variable moved. King Voltage. Ruler of the North. He stood up from his seat beside Irene. He was a tall man, broad, with electric blue eyes. He wore a tuxedo that cost more than most Pack houses. He turned to Irene, saying something that made the crowd laugh politely. Irene didn’t smile. She didn’t even blink. Voltage didn’t like that. I saw his jaw tighten. He reached out, his hand sliding around her waist, pulling her possessively against his side. He leaned in, whispering something in her ear that made her flinch.

The warm light from the lamps of the greenhouse and the fireflies that scattered everywhere when they abruptly disrupted the night were the things that Tori blamed for why her cheeks flushed as he carefully stared at the celebrant before him. Again, the actor of the second prince from the Thorny Crown Series did not do justice to the real deal. Even the novel’s description didn’t do justice either. A wavy brunette hair that looked so soft to the touch paired with unique golden eyes. Gosh, is he an angel? He will be the death of my vagina. Realizing that she’s been staring at him for quite a while now, Tori finally did a curtsy. “Blessings to the Empire’s star, the second prince.”