Twilight Volturi Novels & Stories

He opened the door and she quickly squirmed to the bed and sank in. He had promised but could not resist the way she lay seductively on the bed. She had her clothes on, and she called out to him. He took off her shoes fighting off the temptation. She beckoned to him and he laid beside her. She turned towards him and kissed him. They both kissed for a while and then he unzipped her dress as he could see she was yearning for more. They held each other closely while he took off the hooks of her bra. She tugged at his shirt trying to get it off him. She reached out her hands and ran them through his hairy chest. In between gasps for air and kisses. She drew closer to him to let him in. He hesita

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.

the man threatened. How cruel! He stood up, walking slowly towards his father's throne with Mera following. The blue-eyed man's steps were relaxed, the pale skin made the color of his eyes and hair even more contrasting. His white shirt is full of watercolor blotches. He is Volker. A five-hundred-year-old vampire prince. "Father," called Volker. Valas—Volker's father looked down at Cimera and told the animal to leave for a while. "What is it?" asked Volker, impatient.

“It's a ritual to ask for help from the demon.” I heaved my body to my feet. Anxiety suddenly hit the peace of my eyeballs. “And what exactly does Hugo want from me?” The girl stepped out of my room. Shortly before she closed the door and locked it, she said, “Wolvire and holy blood.” The feeling of numbness stunned me. Wolvire and holy blood, she said. How lucky to get two gifts at once. I just hope that the rest of my family is still willing to look for this wolvire. Otherwise, I will end up silly in the middle of a ritual that I don't even understand. _______________

"After Darius and I met the council, one member in particular held a strong interest in me." "Voldemort?" I suggest. Wynter turns to look at me, suppressing a laugh. "Yes and no. Yes, that's who I'm referring to, but no, that's not his real name. His real name is Salacia Raith. He was the predecessor of Valerio Rossi, the original high vampire. I will get into more of that later though. For now, you just need to know that Salacia was the one that was intrigued by me."

Elira leaned in, whispering quickly as though even saying their names too loudly could bring trouble. “ The girl in the middle is Cressida Vale, a dragonkin sorceress with blazing crimson hair and molten-gold eyes. Known for breathing sparks when angry. Damien’s girlfriend. Ruthless, manipulative, always two steps ahead”. “Beside her by the right is Lura Duskbane, a vampire enchantress with long raven-black hair and lips the color of fresh blood. She has the ability to cloud minds and lure secrets from anyone. Cold and cruel.”

“Anything else? Anything bad or anything that made you think we need to be cautious?” “No, it feels like her emotions are heighted. Love for people seems to be more powerful. I can sense which parts of her are from which type of vampire. Somehow, she doesn’t have the side that makes her need blood to live, or want blood to live, for that matter. She’s like a Ceprimora with her emotions, but far stronger and heightened, nothing like Monventla. She has the power and strength of Monventla, but the workings of Morgelantous, so she can eat, sleep and drink. Only she needs far less sleep, almost like a sort of power nap just to give her mind a break.” Zander smiles at Willow, he can see it is her;

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

, Valkyrie said in his always ' I am very sure' demeanor, looking like Aro, the leader of the volturi in the Twilight series with his pale face, except that his hair wasn't grown out. " So what are you insinuating?" Valeria asked in an intricately annoying manner. The two never ceased to make it too obvious that they were in a cat and dog relationship. " I say we attack first, we should raid the Northcave pack and attack just like we did with the Westlake pack", an overpowering aura was building up in him. " And have you forgotten that the Northcave pack sealed off their territory with ash-wood trees?" Valeria bantered back.

Once he’s done mentally complaining, Twilight starts to add details to the prowler outline. The creature’s rough outline became more detailed as Twilight started to add shading. Once the black colors were done, Twilight starts to add a purple hue. Looking at the prowler, Twilight notes down that the purple part of the creature’s body started at its lower body, specifically its crotch. The purple color spreads out from its base all over the body. Hmm… weird… this one’s weakness is its crotch? Now, why would the conduits do that? Twilight thought of what could be the reason conduits would put the creature’s weakness on its lower body.