Was Twilight A Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Tyler’s POV “Fifty Shades of Gray? That’s what we are going to watch?!” My little snow flower nodded like a beagle being asked by her master. “I thought we were going to watch a funny movie.” “This is a funny movie,” Elaine reasoned. “At least some part of it. The original trilogy is basically a fanfiction of Twilight, the movie we last watched.” “Twilight? The one where they portray vampires with diamond skin and werewolves that shift with clothes on?”

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

"Didn't you? Did you think she wouldn't send me all those taunting messages?" The color drained from Lucas’s face at the memory of those venomous texts. He spun on Willow, his eyes blazing with fury. “How dare you,” he snarled. “What in the hell made you think you had the right?” "I... I just..." Willow stammered. "Just what? Just tried to drive Sophia away?" Lucas's voice was filled with rage. "I warned you not to bother her!" "But she doesn't deserve you!" Willow finally broke. "She's just a half-blood! Why should she—"

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

, she said. “ early, darling you know if I want something I get it, besides the early bird catches the man", she countered happily. “ the man", Aisha looked at her one eyebrow raised, “ it is the worm". “ Worm, what worm", Daisy said In a confused state. “ The early bird catches the worm", Dora repeated. Dora was their closest friend also but not that close, she was a dark girl with a beautiful afro and pointed nose. “ oh right, whatever", she responded and they continued chatting.

Should she leave it to Sean or tell her everything she knew? “You don’t think of me any differently, do you?” Quinn choked on her swallow of the burning liquid. “Honestly? No, you’re not a werewolf or a vampire bloodsucker, are you?” When Claire vehemently shook her head, Quinn smiled. “Good. Just give me some time to process it all. After all, it’s not every day you realize that Twilight is actually real! And Jacob was my favorite, anyway.”

“Just don’t.” “Poor puppy,” Rhett smirked. “All traumatized.” “Oh my god,” Aislen leaned back having seen a flash of what they spoke about pass through Rhett’s mind. “Seriously?” “Talen’s third vampire child, Harry, zeroed in on Mr Edison,” Rhett confirmed with enjoyment. “Like a bee to honey. Set their eyes on him and put up a great big rainbow flag printed with ‘this one is mine.’ Though I’m not sure if Mr Edison has realized yet.”

When she was done, she sashayed to the balcony, and gave him one of them, hypnotizing him to see the drink as his favorite, and then she walked back into the house. Clarissa walked into the room, just in time for her to hear the real Clarissa screaming for Archer to come out. “You’ve finally arrived. How sweet.” She said sarcastically. Real Clarissa turned around and Clarissa could see the shock on her face. She had definitely not been expecting her, and that was sweet. She watched as real Clarissa slowly regained her composure. “Yes, to rid you from evil.” Clarissa laughed. “I’m the one who should rid of evil. You have no idea what you’re doing. A witch can never mate with a werewolf. It’s