mean spirited ━ (felix volturi)

❛ IT'S GETTING HARDER TO DECIPHER IF YOU'RE A SOCIOPATH OR A PSYCHOPATH BUT IM LEANING TOWARDS THE LATTER ❜

Amber Nieves had a bone to pick with fate. Especially when her life was made up of seeking asylum with various different covens throughout the world as a fugitive from the Volturi. She had never envisioned a life where she and her brother were condemned to a fate worse than death, all because a supernatural being felt the need to dictate her life after the night he found her bleeding out on the battlefield.

She was furious that her body wasn't her own, that her blood wasn't the primary thing keeping her alive and mortal- but the very essence of a reincarnated god whose tongue tasted like the dead language of Latin and witchcraft. She was furious that her brother was easing into their predetermined fate with relative simplicity but, she was indescribably furious that what everyone had worked for so diligently, would come crashing down in a matter of months. It was safe to say that Isabella Swan and her weren't on speaking terms, more so after various actions caused the Nieves twins to conveniently resurface after one hundred and ninety years.

With a newborn army after Isabella Swan and the Volturi guard scouring the perimeter closely, Amber Nieves makes a rash decision to fight against her predetermined fate. Anything to prevent herself walking those familiar sinister halls where she would find herself cupping Felix Volturi's cheek and sealing her fate with a scorching kiss. Amber Nieves loathed fate, all the more when fate gave her a lover in the form of captivity, and for that she was downright livid.

[felix volturi x female oc]
[the twilight saga: eclipse - breaking dawn]
[the amber nieves series]
[part of the volturi series}