Twilight Volturi Novels & Stories

The doctor just gave him a knowing smile and proceeded out the door. Dayanne, as he heard from the convenience manager awhile ago, is already breathing steadily when he went closer and sat beside her bed. Her brown locks scattered around her pillow. The wounds are already covered with gauges but her blood's scent still lingers. He could not explain the extreme attraction of her scent on him. But he's starting to feel possessive of her. He tried to consult their elders. They all agreed that she must be a part royal. Since the books all explains that human monarchy was chosen by old vampires who picked nobles based on their blood quality.

Twilight was setting and Mildred knew it was time for her to leave her home territory to the home of the vampire hybrids. She would have preferred to just reach out to them with a part of her soul that was connected to them but she wanted to find a way to mend their relationship in person first at least.

My patience was running thinner with every word he stuttered. He took a deep breath and said, “S-she is infected with d-dark magic. I-I can’t cure h-her.” My brows furrowed in confusion before it hit me. He couldn’t cure her. Dark magic wasn’t unknown but it had gone extinct after the rebellion a thousand years ago. It had always been a conflict between vampires of the royal family and vampires from lowly tribes. Every king would be made to take the oath to keep balance and not cause chaos and destruction among humans. However, some vampires thought that they were too high to get along with humans or spare them their lives.

Yuri however had grown bored with living under the rule of this council. The Vampire Council was made up of seven vampires and rotated every fifty years. This particular group was a bunch of bloodthirsty assholes in his opinion. Yuri was over 2700 years old and tried to remain in the shadows. But with age came powers the younger creations had no access to. About 1500 years ago magic diverted from the vampires leaving them mainly with strength and speed. There were still a rare few who developed powers of the mind. Colin, Yuri, and the twins Marco and Micha Provinsky were among the seven elder vampires who could alter a human's mind. The twins were in Europe and that left Yuri and Coli

The hurt in his blue orbs,the shallow breaths he took and the sad smile which finally thugged at his lower lip. She finally realized the worth of her words on the night of her escape. Yes she has brought the vampires to their knees and made her people happy but her happiness went along,it vanished into thin air and this made her shiver. .. .. “Arise,arise” the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live.

Jeanne questioned Moreau, "Sebastian, His name is Sebastian Hunters Moreau, my first son" Moreau announced in a very loud voice as cheers filled the air. "For he shall be great and venerable, he will command Respect because he is my son," he added. People began shouting in joy as they all feasted, no one slept that night, as they all rejoiced at the birth of another Twilight vampire. .. .. .. YEAR 1315 AD "Move over…" Delphine screamed, as she landed on the floor, bloodied and out of breath.

"Then there's the undecided faction. Elder Marcus Volkov, Elder Sarah Nightshade, and Elder David Stormcrow." Aria studied their files. Volkov was an old vampire, his photograph showing a severe-looking man with ice-blue eyes. Nightshade was a witch, middle-aged, with kind eyes but a stern mouth. Stormcrow was a werewolf Alpha from the Pacific Northwest, his file noting that he'd mediated several territorial disputes. "What would sway them?" she asked. "Different things for each." Morgana tapped Volkov's file. "He's pragmatic. Vampires live for centuries, they think in terms of long-term consequences. He'll want assurances that the twins won't destabilize the supernatural world. Evidence tha

She thought and then flipped for the first page. She saw a plain paper, or maybe the ink used had faded already. In the next page there is only one clear writing, the date when the book was created. It says; 28/5/1665. She flipped it again, trying to read the faded ink until to the middle page. She shifted her weight from the bed into another position, for her not to feel numb. Echeverrea Vladiane the first woman vampire who built an empire in the Tantrana Forest, the forest near the Canagan area. She built it together with her husband Magus McNaire….

The sun rose quickly and within twenty minutes it had entirely breached the horizon and the vampires all hiding from it in the shaded atrium all cheered and clapped as the volunteers turned to face them and wave out. Luisette was watching them intently and he noticed Lord Echron falter in his celebrations and look at his hand, then felt his face. He shouted out alarmed and fled back into the protection of the shade. “Jot that down Steward Von Dulce, if you please…” Luisette drawled out. “Yes, your majesty…that was twenty four minutes.” It took another half an hour for the last of the four volunteers to feel the effects of the sun and retreat. The last being the youngest vampire, the least po

His face, however, remained expressionless. “You should be dead,” he said calmly. “By all rites of power, your spirit should have broken under the Moonbinding.” Charollet didn’t flinch. “But it didn’t.” Volgrin’s eyes narrowed. “No. It didn’t. And now we have a puzzle.” He walked slowly around the room, pausing near the runes as though weighing something within himself. His fingers grazed the markings. “The old stories speak of a child born of twilight. A bridge between wolf and something older. I never believed it. But then you came along. You don’t carry a wolf inside you. You carry something else.”