A lone witch searching for a family, for a coven, finds exactly what she asked for in Forks, Washington DC - except not the type of coven she was expecting. Carlisle Cullen x female OC

Liora Clementine Crawford is not the quiet new girl. She's got wildfire hair, sharp blue eyes, and a voice like golden hour - loud, warm, and a little too honest. She paints on everything she owns, makes mixtapes like spells, and has no patience for the stares of small-town boys. When her mother - a chaotic artist - drags the family to Forks chasing "inspiration," and her mystery-writer father sets up shop to write his next novel, Liora figures she'll survive senior year the same way she always does: laughing too loud and pretending not to care. Then she meets Edward Cullen. Cold. Quiet. Perfect in the way Greek statues are perfect - carved, haunted, untouchable. He looks at her like she's a problem he can't solve. Like he's afraid to breathe too close. And for good reason. Because Edward Cullen - monster, mind-reader, forever seventeen - just met his mate. And she's not soft-spoken or submissive or safe. She's sunlight. All color and noise and soul. And he has no idea how to handle a girl made of fire when all he's ever known is shadow. She doesn't fall for him immediately. She calls him out. She jokes. She paints him without asking. And every time he tries to read her mind, all he hears is music and color and light. Liora isn't afraid of monsters. But Edward's afraid of her. Because fate gave him exactly what he needed. And now he has to become someone who deserves her.