Was Twilight A Harry Potter Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

My phone lit up with a video call from Rosie at two in the morning. I turned on the screen recording function before answering. The screen immediately filled with bare, flushed skin and Rosie’s breathless moans. What they were doing did not need explaining. Tyler’s teasing voice rang out. “Rosie, isn’t this exciting? Your future husband’s right next door. If you scream louder, he might hear everything.” “You little devil! Be gentler! So what if he hears? He loves me so much. He won’t say a word even if he finds out.”

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I was living her life, but I was so utterly unprepared for the complexities of it. My gaze drifted to the weeping willow, its branches swaying gently in the night breeze, a silent witness to the chaos of my evening. This wasn't just about escaping my past anymore; it was about navigating a present that was far more intricate than I could have ever imagined. The real Isabella's life was a tangled web of relationships and secrets, and I was caught right in the middle, blindly stumbling through it.

This was what it mеant to bе truly alivе, to burn with such sеaring brightnеss that thе rеst of thе world palеd into insignificancе. Timе sееmеd to splintеr and twist around thеm, еach sеcond an еtеrnity trappеd in thе throеs of unrеlеnting passion. Sarah barеly rеgistеrеd thе sounds bеing torn from hеr own lips – nееdy whimpеrs and guttural moans that sеrvеd as a brеathlеss aria to thе unholy joining of thеir bodiеs.

After the heat thing, Twilight was supposed to completely turn down Alex because she felt bad about it. 28. To add to fact 28, Trey and Twilight were supposed to do the devil’s tango the first time they were at his cabin, but I thought it was a crappy move for her to sleep with Trey three days after hurting Alex. They were also supposed to hook up a few more times after that.

I roll my eyes. “Oh! I know! We should watch Twilight!” Ilayda says. “What part of ‘no romance’ didn’t you get Illy?” Adelina retorts. “Well, I don’t consider it a romance.” “Yes, it is. It’s about a sparkly fucking vampire that wants to mate with a human girl! Of course, it’s a romance!” I rub my temples, trying to head off the headache I knew was coming with Ilayda and Adelina’s bickering. I swear they are like water and oil when you get them together in the same room.

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.

I wondered why. “Of course they only come out at night,” replied a guy on the other side of the room. “Sunlight burns ’em up.” “No, it doesn’t,” a girl countered. “But sunlight makes their skin sparkle, which gives them away.” I had to work hard to stifle a laugh at that last comment. The girl was clearly a Twilight fan. Sparkling vampires are not something I’ve ever seen or heard of in the real world.

"You were crying over some fantasy, how shallow of you." "What? You blame me for crying over Bella and Edward's love story when you cried over Augustus and Hazel's tragic ending?!" "That's way more different. That's realistic, the Twilight series was a fantasy one. I didn't even like vampire and werewolf stories." "Bleh! You don't have a taste when it comes to movies!" "What did you say?! That I don't have a taste, skirt off! I want to see what made you cry!" "Just go out of my bedroom, you were ruining my sorrowful mood!"