What Happens After Twilight: Breaking Dawn Part 2 Novels & Stories

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.

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

she said and when Hazel’s eyes moved to look at the side, she added, “without involving my daughter in it.” Hazel returned her eyes to look at her and released a sigh. She went to take her seat and Caitlin followed her, taking a seat facing her. She said, “The only viable solution I have come up with for the past eighteen years now is that we let the vampires take over the world and let the worst happen. What could possibly happen that time?” she asked as if thinking to herself. “The humans would become slaves, have their bloods dried and their bones might be used as turning sticks, which would be useful for me. Or well, there could be hunters, again and war would break out. But we already k

I didn't pay those sharks back, I've paid enough with my life. [Don't worry, I've already taken my name off the books. They won't come after you.] [I just want you to be happy, really happy.] [And I'm sorry.] Silvia had planned it all out. Clutching the bank card, I let out a laugh. I finally felt the love of family at that last moment. However, it was all too late. Should reincarnation be real, let us never cross paths again.

My stomach drops, tearing the envelope open too quickly, the paper slicing across my thumb. “Shit,” I hiss under my breath. My hands are shaking as I pull the card out of the envelope because there is only one reason Darkthorne sends black envelopes sealed with the silver crest. Mating ceremonies. My pulse pounds violently in my ears as I read the contents of the card. My breath hitches and the acid in my stomach rises to my throat and I feel like I’m physically going to be sick.

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

The artifact began to crack and pulse erratically, its energy becoming unstable. "No!" Viktor screamed, trying to regain control of the artifact. But it was too late. The Heart of Darkness shattered, releasing a massive burst of dark energy that engulfed Viktor. Marinetta and Harley shielded their eyes from the blinding light. When it faded, Viktor was gone, consumed by the very power he sought to control. --- With Viktor defeated and the Heart of Darkness destroyed, the remaining vampires fled, their morale shattered. The werewolves emerged victorious, though battered and exhausted.

I push all those dooming questions aside and take in the joys of today. Within no time, the ceremony is done and reception is in progress. Dinner and drinks and music. The party doesn’t stop as the sun sets. The backyard is illuminated by fairy lights and the glow of a near full moon. Twyla’s voice regrettably fills my head. Not the exact words, but it’s all the same. ‘Come the next full moon, I’ll be what you refuse.’ How much longer before Twyla turns into a wolf? When is she going to decide to show her face again?

The symbolic dance within the celestial chamber intensified, the echoes of intertwined destinies creating a crescendo that seemed to transcend the cosmic boundaries. The denouement unfolded as the shadows, now weakened by the amplified energy of the Heartstone, recoiled against the protective barrier. The celestial chamber, once threatened by encroaching darkness, became a sanctuary where the threads of destiny were held in a delicate balance. In the quiet aftermath, the cliffhanger emerged as the shadowy figure, now diminished but not defeated, retreated into the cosmic shadows. The whispers in the night, a symphony of triumph and relief, guided Victoria and Alexander to stand before the He

she shot back, tears burning her eyes. Thunder rumbled overhead, and rain began to fall, cold and relentless. Claire turned, her heart breaking even as she walked away. Ryan stood frozen, the rain soaking him to the bone. And for the first time in a long time— he didn’t chase her. --- Claire didn’t stop until she reached the edge of the estate. There, hidden beneath an old willow tree, was her last hope— a forgotten gate leading to the old roads beyond. She fumbled with the rusty latch, her hands slick with rain and blood.