Twilight When Does Bella Become A Vampire Novels & Stories

Narrative: Awakening, I felt as though I was submerged in water. "Meow," I attempted to articulate, but to my surprise, a feline sound escaped my lips instead! What on earth had she done to me? Why had she bathed me? And now, what was to be done with her in her current state of undress? I found myself cursing under my breath as I took in the sight of her alluring, bare form. My head was spinning... The warmth was gradually spreading throughout my body as I gazed upon her nudity... A mere few moments with her and I was uncertain if I could restrain myself... This couldn't be my fault, could it? She was the one who initiated it. Her beautiful face held my gaze as she tightly shut her eyes. She was too stunning to resist, and I was merely a lustful vampire who was attracted to her. "Could you please touch me more?" she implored. What was this sensation? A fire was ignited within me, a burning desire to caress her. The way she yearned for my touch was irresistible. I was so engrossed in her bare, voluptuous form that I hadn't noticed my transformation back into my human shape. By the time I realized I was already kissing her, it was too late, and she didn't protest, even though her eyes were now open. I was positioned above her, my size dwarfing hers, as if I were a titan and she was merely a mortal woman beneath me. I leaned down to kiss her, my eyes drawn to her collarbone, "Please, more..." she pleaded, "Please, more..." "Are you certain, my dear? Once I begin, I may not be able to stop."

Diana is the eldest granddaughter of the Winchester Family. She has lived her 22 years of life as her twin, Chantal's shadow. She thought she has become immune to the hurt caused by her own family until one revelation revealed in anger, turned her world upside down. Thinking that she has lost the piece of home, she was proven wrong when a helping hand, led her to discover an amorous side of her. Lucas is the 30-year-old President of Forrest Research Institute and a descendant of one of the 7 great families in the country of Great Blackhampton. He has always been good at reading people's personalities so when this beautiful goddess of a woman gave him a look asking for help, he didn't hesitate. Their first meeting, their first kiss. She thought it only ended there, until they met two months later. She had never imagined meeting one of the descendants of the Great families, even more so meeting the heirs. Not only was she welcomed, they even became acquainted with her own friends. They never expected that Lucas and Diana's encounter was the beginning of love blooming for them as well.

Abel is a billionaire play boy who doesn't exactly believe in love until he met a beautiful girl one day and fell in love at first sight. But one phone call changes everything. One of his many flings is pregnant for him and when she gives birth to his twins later, he makes the decision to move out of town and start a new life with his children. He once met Millie, a friend of a friend and he thought she was interesting, they had a beautiful conversation, but just like Cinderella, it only lasted for a night and they never met again, only to meet up four years later. He owns a company now and has two toddlers he is taking care of. Millie can finally say she left her toxic relationship with her ex behind and is ready for new love and new career opportunities. The new career opportunity just happens to be at Abel's company, but he is a different man now, he is no longer the funny and exciting man she once talked to, he is a father now who doesn't believe in love anymore because he is scared of bringing a new woman into his children's lives. Millie also has to deal with bitter ghosts from the past, a secret she holds so dear and a toxic ex boyfriend who was the main reason she left town, but how long was she ever going to hide from him? Four years seems just as long as she could go.

Five years ago, Tiffanye Rebel and her mate, Quinton McKnight, made a choice that shattered their bond—they rejected one another. Unable to endure the heartbreak, Tiffanye left her pack behind, vowing never to return. But time has a way of pulling the past back into focus. Now, after five long years, Tiffanye finds herself back in the very place that once brought her nothing but pain and misery. With every passing day, the memories she tried to bury begin to resurface, sharper and more haunting than ever. The truth she once fled from is no longer hidden—secrets are unraveling, and the lies and betrayal run deeper than she ever imagined. Faced with everything she tried to escape, Tiffanye must confront the past she left behind. Will she find the strength to heal and move forward, or will the weight of betrayal finally break her?

The temperature starts to drop once we reach the top of the mountain. My two childhood friends, who swore to protect me with their lives, don't even spare me a glance. One is hastily wrapping all his clothes around Lisette Locke, while the other is warming her with his body. I'm so cold that my heart condition acts up; I beg them to save me. However, they're infuriated by this. "How can you still be trying to get our attention at a time like this, Cecilia? Run around for a while if you're cold!" "We'll buy you that white down jacket you wanted when we get back, but you can't take it from Lise now!" The rescue team arrives, and I barely make it out alive. I'm hospitalized for a week, but neither of them come to visit me. I see from my social media that they're busy celebrating Lisette's birthday. We've been friends for over a decade, yet I mean nothing when compared to the driver's daughter. I call my father and say, "Dad, "I'm willing to marry into the Jorgensen family!"

Werewolves and vampires have been at odds for generations, fate brings together two forbidden creatures who seem destined to be together. When the Moonlight pack Alpha king, Davien, comes upon a vampire princess named Hera who is about to die from exposure to the sun, he performs an act of selflessness and saves her life. A strange and powerful bond emerges between them, refusing the hatred that has always existed between their families. Davien's feelings for Hera become noticeable but their growing affection comes along with doubt and opposition from fellow werewolves and vampires.Hera, weighed down by the misery endured by those she loved, fights with her affections for Davien. "I can't seem to forget about the vampire princess that I saved." She has mixed feelings towards the Alpha King because of her boosting affection for him and her undying devotion to her vampire family. Some of the werewolves mistrust Davien's judgment and loyalty, and this causes friction among the pack. At the same time, Hera faces opposition inside her own clan, where an ambitious vampire challenges her right to reign. Hera finds herself in the heart of a violent power battle, and she must decide whether to reclaim control of her vampire clan, or to establish a new path alongside Davien. Meanwhile, Davien has to consider the threats he's ready to accept for the cause of love and peace, in light of the obligations of his leadership.Davien and Hera's love becomes stronger, and they decide to travel together in an effort to end the centuries-long war between the werewolf and vampire communities. Will their love be one of the many casualties of the ongoing conflict, or will they be able to face the challenges ahead and prove that love conquers all?

Back when I was 20, I supported a girlfriend. I paid for her education and even found the best doctors for her mother, who had cancer. The sweet, brilliant girl stayed with me for four years. However, my family went bankrupt after my parents died. I even injured my eyes and broke my legs. I watched her have a heart-to-heart talk with her childhood friend, tears in her eyes. I left without a word, and she never sought me out. Years later, I saw her again while picking up trash outside a hotel. She had become a wealthy CEO and was about to marry her childhood sweetheart. Her gaze at me was cold and indifferent. I bitterly asked, "Do you still hate me?" Yet, with tears streaming down her face, she replied, "Yes… I wish you were dead."

My sister had struggled with depression since childhood. The doctor warned that she could not tolerate any kind of stimulation. As a result, my entire life fell silent. To avoid upsetting her, I never dared to laugh at home. I never dared to cry. When I got hurt, I did not even have the right to say it hurt. My parents would hug me with apologetic expressions and say, "You're the good one. Your sister's illness requires the whole family to work together. You're healthy. You're strong. Let her have more, okay?" One day, I accidentally knocked over a cup. The crash sounded enormous in the quiet room, and my sister's emotions shattered at once. My father struck me for the first time. He roared, "Can't you be careful? Do you have to push her until she dies before you're satisfied?" He shoved me to the floor. The back of my head slammed against the corner of the table, and blood poured out. But my whole family rushed to my screaming sister. No one even glanced at me. I lay on the cold floor as my vision blurred and my consciousness began to fade. To them, my sister's feelings were the only emergency. My small injury could wait. They did not know that bleeding inside the skull does not wait.

After eight long years, Alia Morvane was at her happiest when she discovered she was a little over four months away from giving birth to her and Jasper’s child. Everything seemed perfect, and she hoped that her husband’s cold attitude toward her would finally change once their baby arrived. But the dream she held so dearly came crashing down. While crossing the street, Alia was struck by a speeding car—leaving her not only gravely injured but also causing the loss of her unborn child. Devastated and broken, Alia lost the will to live. She thought her story had ended when she died… until she heard what her child told her. “You haven’t been living your best life… but I’ll give you another chance—to change your fate,” he said. Trusting her child’s words, Alia was sent back eight years into the past. This time, she vowed to change everything—herself, her choices, her life, and her destiny.

My sister accompanies me when I go for my premarital medical checkup. When I'm preparing a urine test, I hear embarrassing sounds coming from the cubicle next door. I'm about to leave when I hear the conversation. "Keep it in you, Willow. We're doing this again if it slips out." The voice belongs to my fiancé, Zachary Hilton. The woman to whom he's speaking is Willow Langley, my sister. I dial his number hysterically to see whether it really is him, but my calls go unanswered. All I hear is the incessant ringing of a phone next door and moans alongside it. I'm rooted to the spot, too stunned to do anything. Zachary once vowed to love me for life, yet he's doing something like this with Willow prior to our wedding. The moans and pants next door take a long time to subside. Once I hear them leave, I call home, my face wet with tears. "Mom, change my husband-to-be to Thomas Hilton, Zachary's youngest uncle. I don't want to have anything to do with Zachary anymore."