─── 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑻𝑼𝑴 ♱ in which ... a mortal woman, stolen from the world she knew and delivered into the hands of legend, finds herself at the heart of Volterra-a citadel of marble and blood, ruled by three ancient kings whose names haunt history. She was meant to be nothing more than a prize, a curiosity, a rare thing to be auctioned off. And yet, the moment they see her, something ancient stirs-an unspoken truth buried beneath centuries of longing. They call her mate. They call her Sanctum. But, alas, she is no one's salvation. In a palace of secrets and sharpened smiles, where love has long since curdled into ruin, she must survive the hunger in their eyes, the pull of a bond she does not understand, and the slow unraveling of who she once was. For the blood on the floor is still warm-and they are not the only monsters watching. ❝𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇.❞ | Volturi Kings ✕ black fem!oc | - ongoing. © 𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐀 | 2025. ♱

𝙒𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 | /rɛkt/ Thoroughly dominated, overpowered, or ruined in the best possible way-typically in a passionate or intimate encounter. ❝ For those who crave the forbidden...❞ This collection of Twilight one-shots explores the untamed desires, possessive instincts, and slow-burning tensions between you and the most captivating immortals of the saga. From jealousy-fueled confessions to sinful first touches, these stories dive into the kind of love that consumes-the kind you can never escape. Indulgence awaits. Are you ready to let them wreck you? #𝟣 𝒾𝓃 𝐵𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒲𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃 #𝟤 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝓂𝓊𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒 #𝟥 𝒾𝓃 𝒿𝒶𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝓊𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓃 #𝟧 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 ♔ BFOC | TWILIGHT CAST x OC | REQUEST OPEN| ♔

𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫-𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻? ♱ ♱ 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢ç𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘑𝘢𝘥𝘦-𝘢 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 "𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴," 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭-𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘣 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭. © 𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐀 | 2025.

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 | A juxtaposition of innocence and danger, embodying the tension between vulnerability and resilience. Some bonds are unbreakable-others are forbidden. Sarai Monroe never believed in fairytales, but when her path crosses with the enigmatic Jasper Cullen, she's pulled into a world of secrets, danger, and a connection that defies logic. Can she survive the storm brewing between them, or will the truth shatter everything she's ever known? ______________________________ Disclaimer: All images and GIFs (except the cover) are sourced from Pinterest. I don't own the rights to them. # 1 in Black Vampires (1/25) # 4 in Black Female Lead (1/25) # 9 in Bloodlust (2/7)

Jasper exhaled slowly, pinching the bridge of his nose as he stared at the infuriating woman before him. "You test the very limits of my patience, woman." Hwanjile folded her arms across her chest, entirely unimpressed. "A feat, I am certain, many have accomplished before me." He narrowed his eyes. "Not if they valued their limbs." She smirked, stepping closer, her crimson eyes gleaming with mischief. "How fortunate for me, then, that I do not fear you, Major." ♱ #𝟣 𝒾𝓃 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀𝑜𝒸 #𝟥 𝒾𝓃 𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 ❝ A tale of war, destiny, and the slow unraveling of a hardened heart. ❞ ♔ BFMC | Jasper x OC | Enemies to Lovers | Historical Fantasy ♔

𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 | Some transformations are chosen. Others are forced. Sarai is falling apart. Jasper's sudden departure leaves her broken, angry, and spiraling into darkness. But grief has a way of changing people, and Sarai's change is unlike anything she could have imagined. With every fleeting moment of peace and every haunting dream of the man she can't forget, something inside her is unraveling-and something new is taking its place. In this haunting sequel to 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞, love and humanity are put to the ultimate test, leaving Sarai to fight not just for her life, but for her soul. _________________________ I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. # 2 in Black Vampires (1/25)

ᶜᵉʳᵘˡᵉᵃⁿ ᶠˡᵃᵐᵉ | /ˈsɛr-ə-lē-ən ˈfleɪm/ noun 𝐀 volatile, consuming bond forged in darkness and fire; a connection that is both destructive and restorative, testing the limits of love, power, and identity. A forbidden union that burns with intensity, where defiance meets desire, and the line between salvation and damnation blurs. The manifestation of two souls tethered by destiny, their relationship a dangerous dance of dominance and surrender, fueled by pain, passion, and an unrelenting pull toward one another.

"What's understood..don't gotta be explained. You know as well as I do, that you belong with me. Ain't no two ways about it." His eyes never left mine as he spoke, they only seemed to bore deeper into them. I fidgeted in my seat, wishing desperately to sink into the ground beneath me. The mere thought of being in a relationship again sent my anxiety into overdrive. I mean, don't get me wrong, Michael was nothing like Tye. Everything about him was..new. Like that feeling of coming up for air, deeply satisfying. And yet, that newness was the very thing that scared me. "Promise me." I said holding his stare. "Promise what?" He said, his eyebrows pulling together slightly. "Just promise me." I said breathlessly on the verge of tears. "I promise my love, now and forever." He said softly. His thumb caressed my cheek, wiping away the tears that stained them. "Forever.." ________________________ ANY AND ALL SONGS USED IN THIS STORY ARE NOT MY OWN/ SOME PICTURES WERE DOWNLOADED OFF PINTEREST AND EDITED OR RE-CREATED BY ME.

݁ℌ𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔥𝔢'𝔡 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯. 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔢. ݁ᛪ༙