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Prologue: The Night of Separation Thirteen years ago... The storm that raged over Paris on the night the twins were born was unlike any in recorded history. Lightning painted the sky in impossible colors while thunder spoke in languages that predated human speech. In a small house in Montmartre, where ancient cobblestones hummed with accumulated magic, two baby girls entered the world as the very fabric of reality trembled around them. Ravenna held her daughters for what she knew would be the last time, her tears falling like blessed rain onto their tiny faces. Annabelle, with hair like spun copper, reached toward her mother with fingers that already sparked with earth magic. Grace, pale as moonlight, gazed up with storm-cloud eyes that held depths of understanding no newborn should possess. "Remember," Ravenna whispered, her voice breaking as she placed silver and gold pendants around their necks, "you are loved beyond measure, beyond time, beyond the very boundaries of existence itself." Outside, dark forces gathered. Inside, love made the ultimate sacrifice. Two couples waited in the shadows-Marcus and Elena, who would carry Annabelle across the ocean to safety; Catherine and David, who would take Grace to the other side of the world. Both babies would grow up believing they were ordinary, their true nature hidden until the day they turned thirteen and destiny came calling. As the storm reached its crescendo, the couples vanished into the night with their precious cargo, leaving behind only empty cradles and the echo of a mother's broken heart. Thirteen years. That was how long the protection spells would hold. Thirteen years until the magic in their blood would awaken and call them home.Concluida
We're Dragons? 2
Some time after the events of the first story. Jake, Sam and Hun have opened up a completely new store! Ever since they defeated Medea things have been going well in their lives. But nothing lasts forever. (That was a terrible summary. Im sorry) (Write me a better one and I'll love you forever)Concluida
𝗣𝘂𝗿𝗲 ; Rosalie Hale ✔︎
" 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲. " " 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼. " (𝗧𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗦𝗮𝗴𝗮!) (𝗥𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺! 𝗢𝗰!) (𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭) (𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱: 𝗗𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟴, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭) (𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴: ? ) !𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚! 𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀! #𝟭 𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗲 - 𝟴/𝟭𝟭/𝟮𝟭 #𝟭 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 - 𝟮𝟰/𝟭𝟭/𝟮𝟭 #𝟭 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘄𝗮𝗻 - 𝟮𝟱/𝟭𝟭/𝟮𝟭 #𝟭 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗮 - 𝟮𝟲/𝟭𝟭/𝟮𝟭 #𝟭 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗽𝘀𝗲 - 𝟲/𝟭𝟮/𝟮𝟭 #𝟭 𝗲𝗱𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 - 𝟴/𝟭𝟮/𝟮𝟭Concluida
Finding My Brother
Bella was 16 when her brother, Jasper Whitlock, joined the army, and he was 17. Soon after he joins, Bella stopped hearing from him. After moving to Forks, Washington because she can't handle being around all the memories that were there, she meets the Cullen's...and discovers a secret she never thought was possible.Concluida
Second Chance at Forever | C. Cullen
Iᑎ ᗯᕼIᑕᕼ ᑕᗩᖇᒪIᔕᒪE'ᔕ ᗰᗩTE ᑕOᗰEᔕ ᗷᗩᑕK TO ᕼIᗰ .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. -- ᑕᗩᖇᒪIᔕᒪE ᙭ Oᑕ -- -- ᑭOᔕT-ᗷᖇEᗩKIᑎG ᗪᗩᗯᑎ --Concluida
ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ─── ᴇᴍᴍᴇᴛᴛ ᴄᴜʟʟᴇɴ ²
ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ ɪɴᴠᴏʟᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡʙᴏʀɴ ᴀʀᴍʏ, ʙᴇʟʟᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴏᴛᴛᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴀʀᴍ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴇʟʟᴀ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴇᴅᴡᴀʀᴅ. ᴀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴏᴛᴛᴇ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʙʟɪꜱꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜱʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɢᴜᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱꜱ. ʜᴏᴡ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴏᴛᴛᴇ ᴄᴏ ᴘᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛ? ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱʜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴍᴍᴇᴛᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ-ᴇᴠᴇʀ-ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙʏ: ᴍᴇ {ꜱᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴀᴡɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1&2} {ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ 'ᴄʀɪᴍꜱᴏɴ' ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ} {ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!}Concluida
ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ: 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑. 𝐑𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐨
"𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆, 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒅." - 𝑨𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒂. 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍. [𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆]Concluida
𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 ♡︎ Twilight
𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏.Concluida
𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 ♡︎ Twilight ✓
𝑾𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈? 𝑨𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒔, 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒃𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝑨𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒚. 𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒈𝒆. 𝑯𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆?Concluida
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❝ 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗔 𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗬𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗘- 𝗜𝗠 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗔 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗨𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗙𝗢𝗢𝗟 ❞ 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ 𝐟𝐞𝐛 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖 - 𝐣𝐚𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟐𝟏𝟒𝐤+ 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: #1 𝘪𝘯 #𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦 #𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳 #𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘺Concluida
Prologue: The Night of Separation Thirteen years ago... The storm that raged over Paris on the night the twins were born was unlike any in recorded history. Lightning painted the sky in impossible colors while thunder spoke in languages that predated human speech. In a small house in Montmartre, where ancient cobblestones hummed with accumulated magic, two baby girls entered the world as the very fabric of reality trembled around them. Ravenna held her daughters for what she knew would be the last time, her tears falling like blessed rain onto their tiny faces. Annabelle, with hair like spun copper, reached toward her mother with fingers that already sparked with earth magic. Grace, pale as moonlight, gazed up with storm-cloud eyes that held depths of understanding no newborn should possess. "Remember," Ravenna whispered, her voice breaking as she placed silver and gold pendants around their necks, "you are loved beyond measure, beyond time, beyond the very boundaries of existence itself." Outside, dark forces gathered. Inside, love made the ultimate sacrifice. Two couples waited in the shadows-Marcus and Elena, who would carry Annabelle across the ocean to safety; Catherine and David, who would take Grace to the other side of the world. Both babies would grow up believing they were ordinary, their true nature hidden until the day they turned thirteen and destiny came calling. As the storm reached its crescendo, the couples vanished into the night with their precious cargo, leaving behind only empty cradles and the echo of a mother's broken heart. Thirteen years. That was how long the protection spells would hold. Thirteen years until the magic in their blood would awaken and call them home.
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