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

Their teeth sank into her body and a loud sonic boom vibrated the entire courtyard. But this was different. It wasn’t just the courtyard that vibrated. It was the entire temple that shook at its foundations. Pieces of the courtyard’s wall came falling as they shook with a force so great that even Goyre lost her balance. The white light that had accompanied the noise was so bright that she shielded her eyes with her hands. When the light cleared she found herself surrounded by pieces of the courtyard around her. Running to the courtyard itself she gasped. There at the center of the open space where a bloodied Phoenix was supposed to be dying between the teeth of hungry wolves, there were 6 id

His limbs would never regenerate. Aurelius was practically a vegetable. But Lorenzo still wasn't finished. In a second, he vanished off Aurelius' body and reappeared beside Antonio, Davina now in his grasp. His speed was astonishing. Before Davina could let out a scream, her limbs were also broken. With a loud howl he sank his teeth into her neck and ripped out a large chunk of flesh. Antonio shivered, Davina crumpled to the ground, the last surviving Twilight warrior dropped dead with his heart ripped out.

Real World – Final Blow Outside, the sky exploded as flame burst from Mia’s chest. The Twins cried out, staggering. Damian moved as if guided by the flame. Together, we struck—me with fire, him with claws—and severed the link. The Twins collapsed. Their bodies dissolved into ash and bone-dust, screams swallowed by wind. Aftermath Wolves lay panting. Injured, not dead. The veil shimmered closed again. Sybil fell to one knee. “They’ll send worse next time.” “I know,” I said, eyes scanning the valley. “But next time, they won’t find us waiting.”

Anyway, book 2 will be available for purchase from retailers around mid-January or the first week of February (there's a ton of editing I need to do while also working on book 3). Blurb: Twilight and Trey have finally reconciled and accepted each other as mates. They still have a long way to go with problems heading their way as they try to understand the true meaning of love. There’s still the unresolved issue of another mate and the mate bond still tying Twilight to Takumi. As much as she doesn’t want it and avoids anything that would potentially lead to its growth, it still weighs heavy on her. As temptations begin to rise, will she succumb to the bond, or will she successfully break free

*****Back at home: I walked in on my parents having a conversation about Olivia. I watched them secretly as they paced around. Hadn’t she been the reason the Summers lost everything? The news was, Olivia had now left the city after being disowned. That wasn’t enough for me- being disowned, leaving the city. I wanted her out of this earth. Fortunately for me , she gave me the perfect opportunity to keep her out of sight. As long as she wasn’t in this city, i could manage.

The way he left her room to breathe, even though he obviously wanted to press for more. But it can’t last like that. By the time the check came, the magic of the evening had dimmed somewhat, settling into a serene, boozy haze. The group began to break off in twos and threes, each goodbye looser, looser, looser and warmer as well. Brie and Jasmine clung to each other like the final two girls left at a sleepover. One more cheer, someone called out, to Lena’s dress, to Jace’s shoulders, to the waiter’s unsettling resemblance to Pedro Pascal.

“IVY!” The battlefield twisted, and I saw flashes, fire, blood, the Thorne collapsing, Sera weeping, Kyle’s smirk fading into fear. And then, nothing but the void. The shadow’s voice filled the silence. Come with me, child of two moons. Only you can finish what they began. I reached out blindly, calling Damon’s name again, but the darkness swallowed me whole. The last thing I saw before it closed completely was his silhouette, running toward the collapsing circle, his howl tearing through the burning valley like grief itself.

I closed my hand into a fist, and the darkness imploded. When the light returned, the Ossuary was empty. The Ghost Council was gone—not just dead, but erased from the timeline of the world. Kaelen sat up, coughing, his eyes wide as he looked at me. My skin was glowing with a faint, ultraviolet light, and for a moment, I didn't recognize my own hands. The Aftermath We returned to the manor in silence. The threat of the Council was gone, but the Elder’s words remained, hanging over us like a shroud. We found the twins in the courtyard, looking up at the sky.

Fabian Arrow barely slept that night. Claire’s words echoed around him like ghosts. “I hope you become a better man someday, Fabian, but I no longer want to stay long enough to see it.” No matter how many times he replayed the moment in his head, the ending remained the same. The door still closed on him. And Claire still chose not to open it again. Fabian sat alone in the dark living room long after midnight, loosened tie hanging around his neck, untouched whiskey resting beside him.

The darkness was consuming everyone I loved. I tried to pull the shard out, but it was fused to my ribs. "Rowan... I'm sorry..." I whispered. The last thing I saw before the darkness swallowed me was the moon. It wasn't violet anymore. It was **Red**. And a new voice, a voice that sounded like a thousand angry Shareholders, boomed across the frozen Earth. *"Season 2: The End of Reality. Authorized."*