Mara June Ashby didn't expect Forks to change anything. She's sixteen, deaf, and exhausted by the way people look at her like she's a puzzle missing half its pieces. Her service dog, Maple, is the only one who makes her feel whole these days. Moving across the country with her family was supposed to be temporary. A quiet year. A forgettable one. Until Jasper Hale. He's strange. Distant. Too still for someone so alive. But when he looks at her, it's not with pity-it's like he hears something in the silence that no one else does. And when he signs a clumsy hello in ASL on her first day of school, Mara's world tilts. There's something different about him. Something dangerous. Something... ancient. And maybe she should be afraid. But thunder doesn't run from the storm. It becomes it. Jasper Hale X OC Twilight-Breaking Dawn #1 Jasper Hale 07/08/25 #1 twilight 07/13/25 #1 bellabashing 7/28/25 #1 Edward Cullen 10/22/25 #1 VampireRomance 10/27/25

❝ Get on your knees, Red. ❞ Forks, Washington is the kind of place where nothing is supposed to happen. Which is probably why Brooklyn sticks out so much. Bella Swan's cousin-sharp-tongued, sarcastic, always a little too honest for her own good. The kind of person people in Forks are used to seeing but never really figuring out. She's known, she's noticed, she's just... never fully understood. Especially not by the Cullens. Until Bella comes back to town and everything starts to tilt. Because Brooklyn has opinions. Loud ones. Especially about Edward Cullen, who she decides she doesn't like from the very first second-and somehow makes that everyone's problem. Then there's Jasper Hale. He notices her the second she walks into the room. Something about the way she moves, the way she laughs, the way she looks like trouble waiting to happen, it pulls at him. She notices him too. And in three hours, it's not just a look, not just a conversation. She sleeps with him. Because when Brooklyn wants something, she doesn't ask for permission. And Jasper, who's spent decades learning to control everything, suddenly can't control a single thing.

Forks was built for shadows - until Ophelia Swan returned with sunshine in her hair and chaos in her wake. A fashion-obsessed genius, unapologetically girly and endlessly mischievous, she turns quiet lives upside down just as old dangers rise. And when her light collides with Carlisle Cullen's mercy, even eternity begins to feel like dawn.

𝒾'𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒, 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝓉, 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓃𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹, 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾'𝓋𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾'𝓋𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾'𝓋𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 ✧✧✧ "𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝." "𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐞." "𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭." ✧✧✧ In all his 365 years of life, Carlisle Cullen lacked the one thing he desired most - a partner to spend his eternal days with. Residing in Forks, Washington, he and his family lived relatively peacefully under a near constant cover of clouds and rain. But that all changed when Emmaline Clement found herself back in her mother's hometown. twilight - new moon - eclipse - breaking dawn pt 1 & 2 ✔️ { approx 111k words } complete: 6/9/2025 🌼🩸 [ soulmates 💘 ] *third person POV* ~ no smut warnings, so read at your own discretion

𝒯𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓂ℯ𝓇𝒸𝓎 𝓈ℯ𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓃𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝓂ℯ𝓃. They've never met Dr. Carlisle Cullen. In the quiet town of Forks, Lanie Whitmore was supposed to be invisible. Exiled from political headlines and polished scandals, the senator's daughter arrives with a practiced smile and a talent for dismantling powerful men without raising her voice. Then she meets the Cullens. Edward is arrogant. Cold. Unnervingly perceptive. But it isn't the son who unsettles her. It's the father. A doctor who never hesitates. A man who moves like he's lived too long. A calm that feels less like kindness... and more like control. Lanie doesn't believe in mercy. Not the kind that decides who is worth saving. Not the kind that hides behind restraint. Carlisle believes mercy is redemption. She believes it's weakness. She challenges him. He studies her. She calls him dangerous. He calls her mistaken. In operating rooms lit by sterile white and in arguments whispered like confessions, the line between righteousness and ruin begins to blur. She's strategic. He's eternal. She's been trained to win. He's never learned how to lose. And when mercy becomes the battlefield- Who, exactly, is the monster?