Daniel's job is Watching, but his mischievous spirit longs to be a part of the action.

Twinkling (Prequel): Two years after Breaking Dawn, Bella, Edward, and the rest of the Cullen's finally head off to New Hampshire. What will they expect? Solstice: It's been 95 years since the Cullen's left Forks. What'll happen now that they are back and is the could the vampire world be ready for the demise of the Volturi? Crescent Moon (Bonus Chapters): The Cullens are no longer the ruling vampire clan, and have decided to return to Forks, with a new twist to their cover story. **This is another Twilight fanfiction story that I wrote several several years ago, and is actually 2 1/2 stories: Twinkling, Solstice, and the uncompleted Crescent Moon. I'm sorry if you get into Crescent Moon, as it's highly unlikely that I'll complete it. I only wanted to add it with Solstice because it was a fun exercise to do at the time.**

A beautiful witch named Claire and a handsome wolf named Lestat are drugged, stripped naked, cuffed together and sent two-thousand miles north into a freezing Wasteland. They don't have clothes, or money. They don't have weapons, or food. They don't have anything but each other to depend on, and that won't be enough unless they can learn to work together. Though they don't know it yet, the witch and the wolf are part of a life and death race. A competition to determine the next Rulers of the Land of Moss. Four other couples were also cuffed together and thrown into the Wasteland, and the slowest couple to cross the borders on the way home dies, one after the other. Until there are only two left. But Claire and Lestat don't care about ruling a land. No, they care about revenge. They care about killing the bitch who threw them into the Wasteland. And, with each step they take, they also care a little more, and a little more, about each other. Book 1 of 2

What if you could summon the man of your dreams out of thin air? Poof! There he is all shirtless and sexy and handsome. Wouldn't that be nice? Well, just be careful what you wish for. He might be more than you can handle. * The rules are simple: summon the strongest creature possible. Lions and tigers. Falcons and Eagles. Werewolves and zombies and vampires. It doesn't matter what is summoned. It only matters who wins. Summon the strongest, and be the strongest. And to the victors go the spoils: money, fame, and glory. But the Roshon sisters don't care about fame and glory. They only care about money. They live in the slums with their parents and barely have food to eat. They don't have electricity, or running water, and if they can win just one match- just one, single match they would earn enough to live off of for a year. But ten years in a row they have failed. Ten straight losses. But this year they have a plan. This year they're going to summon a dire wolf. Strong. Powerful. Vicious. Fangs and claws and two-hundred pounds of muscle and bone. They know they can't win the entire competition with a wolf, and they don't intend to. One match. That's all they need. One win. But when the smoke clears it's not a wolf they've summoned... at least not the kind they were expecting.