"Hello, My name is Jasper. Jasper Hale. This is my adopted sister, Alice Cullen and her boyfriend Kyle Blaze. May I ask what's yours?" said the blond male, his Texan drawl seeping through as he introduced himself, the little pixie like female beside him, and the freckled man beside her. "Eliza. Eliza Bathory." she replied, her British accent contained a hint of a Hungarian one. "Bathory? Forgive me for asking, but are you by chance, from Elizabeth Bathory's line?" He asked, his gold eyes meeting her Hazel ones. Their eye contact got broken by Eliza's phone ringing. "Ah, yes. Countess Erzsébet is my direct ancestor." she replied, before excusing herself, answering the call. She can feel his gaze on her as she walked away, and let a smirk out of her face as she felt the bond form. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT, OR THE CHARACTERS I ADDED IN. I ONLY OWN THE CHANGES IN THE STORY LINE. COVER IS EDITED BY ME.CREDITS GOES TO PICTURE OWNERS.

After Edward left Bella, she returned to Camp Half-Blood. It turns out, she had a secret. A big one: She's a demigod. A daughter of Posiden. When she returns to the camp, Bella believes that her life will go back to normal. That she could move on from from him. Wrong. Thalia's tree is poisoned, people from her past return, and her best friend is taken from her. Will Bella be able to forgive the Cullens and save her friend? Or will she fall, along with the rest of Olympus? {Wrote this a long time ago by thirteen year old me,and it definitely needs some editing. - Autumn}

In which Nova Swan texts the wrong number; a number that belongs to an empathetic vampire. [Jasper Hale x Female OC] [Started: May 9th, 2018] [Finished: Jan 24th, 2021]

Arabella Cullen is the twin sister of Renesmee Carlie Cullen. She was always the least favorite one. The shadow of her perfect little sister. After being treated like a curse because of being a Nightwalker. She was chased into the woods by Carlisle. There she met a man named Elijah Mikaelson and he took a liking to her. After all these years (7 years) she and all her Mystic Falls friends go on a vacation to Forks,Washington. What happens when she meets her old family again? - Editing Discontinued. Anything after Chapter 15 is unedited.

This is a twilight fan fiction. Book 1/2 is the Little Witch duo.

'His Little Mystery' is an Emmett Cullen fan fiction. I hope you enjoy. The only character that belongs to me is Esmerelda Swan. What happens when everyone finds out she is a hybrid and that her father is the one they fear the most, Aro.

Alice isn't Jasper's mate. Bella and Edward have an unreasonable hatred for Jasper's true mate, so when Bella shared her story with the world under a pseudonym, she left Vivian out entirely. Vivian Joy Darwin is Jasper's true mate, and after nearly a decade of being together, his little. Jasper needs to be needed. Vivian needs someone who will be there for her, someone she can depend on. This is a DDLG story. Don't like it = Don't read it. All Twilight Characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.

This is a Jasper Hale love story.

A story of how the enemy became the saviour. She had hair the colour of fiery flames and eyes of blue jewels that pierced one's soul with a harmless gaze. I loved her upon meeting and knew I could never be happy without her by my side. His eyes like pools of blood in the crisp snow, his blonde hair the perfect accessory to his pale skin, however, despite his cold appearance a fire raged inside, a fire I found I couldn't stay away from. He was my life, my love, and without him I was nothing. But things had changed since then, they were now bound together by more than love and they were about to find out whether their love was enough to overcome these new bonds, or whether they would be subjected to spending the rest of eternity apart.

A story of how the enemy became the saviour. She had hair the colour of fiery flames and eyes of blue jewels that pierced one's soul with a harmless gaze. I loved her upon meeting and knew I could never be happy without her by my side. His eyes like pools of blood in the crisp snow, his blonde hair the perfect accessory to his pale skin, however, despite his cold appearance a fire raged inside, a fire I found I couldn't stay away from. He was my life, my love, and without him I was nothing.