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alecvolturiswifeforever · 3 months

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Valentine’s day blurbs 💌 (A.V, D.V, F.V, J.V)

warnings: none!

a/n: happy valentine’s day! mwah kisses for you all💋💋

(no one understands how HARD it is to figure out different scenarios for each character without them seeming similar. these were also written at 2AM… sorry if this sucks!)

Alec:

ʚɞ

“Hello my love”

Your giggles quickly turned into loud laughs as Alec pulls you onto his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck to stable yourself as he manages to burrow his head into the crook of your neck softly pressing kisses onto the supple skin.

“How was your day?” You speak softly, stroking his hair and pressing a delicate kiss to his temple. He lifts his head to press a kiss to your lips in return before he answers… hesitantly.

“It was… fine.”

“Just fine?”

“Mhmm”

A moment of silence washes over you both before you narrow your eyes at him.

“What are you hiding?”

You raise an eyebrow at his… apathy and he breaks his stoic facade, the expression being replaced by his signature smirk.

“I cannot keep anything from you, can I?” He groans loudly, tipping his head back “…I have a surprise for you.”

The way your eyes light up makes him smile at you softly, brushing a hand to stroke your cheek “You do?”

“I do, however it requires you to close your eyes.” You huff in frustration but do as you are told regardless. You feel him stand with you in his arms, bridal style, accidently letting out a squeal. He chuckles at you before speeding up to the door of your shared chambers, placing you on your feet.

He guides you to enter before softly whispering, coaxing you to open your eyes. Your mouth drops open at the sight in front of you. The room was lit by soft twinkling fairy lights, surrounding the ceiling and draping across the fireplace which was already lit and warming the room. The largest of couches was set up with blanket and cushions, TV already on and at the ready. Next to the couch a small bowl of your favourite sweet treats sat, as well as a bouquet of vibrant red roses.

You felt your face form a pout as happy tears filled your eyes, turning to wrap your arms around him gently.

“You like it? I was thinking we can relax and have a bath together, and then we can watch some movies… whatever you want..” He whispers softly. You pull away and wipe your eyes, making him pout at you gently.

“I love it! I love you! You’re so cute when you’re all soft like this.” You squeal as he abruptly throws you over his shoulder and onto the bed, climbing atop of you and grazing his teeth playfully along the column of your neck.

“You better not let anyone hear you say that, or I’ll eat you.”

ʚɞ

Demetri:

ʚɞ

You were woken by soft kisses pressed to your shoulder, drifting across your neck and up your cheek. A soft yawn comes from your lips as you sit up, wiping the sleep from your eyes.

Demetri remains laying next to you, gazing up at you with nothing but love in his eyes. He softly strokes your hip as he smiles.

“Good morning, tesoro. Happy Valentine’s Day.” He speaks softly and you groan, falling into his chest and snuggling back into him. He chuckles at you before sitting you up again and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He pouts at you playfully and just narrowly avoids you swipe at him in response. “Come, you have to get up. I intend to spoil you today.”

“You spoil me everyday!” You whine “It’s too early!”

“My love it’s ten in the morning. I already let you sleep in today. You can’t sleep the whole day away-“ You interrupt with a groan and he laughs at you. “Just for me? Please?”

You make the mistake of peeking up at him, seeing the puppy eyes he is giving you. You melt at the sight, forcing yourself to sit up and wake up for the day. Only then do you notice two suitcases packed by the door, quickly turning to raise an eyebrow at him. Surely he does not have to leave for a mission - a long mission - on today of all days?

“Where you going?” You question and he sends you a wink before pulling you close.

“Where are we going.” He corrects, brushing your hair back from your face.

“We?” You gasp before hopping onto his lap, let’s either side of his own “Where? Where? Tell me!”

“It’s a surprise, I’m sure you’ll love it.” He smirks before leaning closer. “But first, I wouldn’t mind a little indulging for a moment, hm?”

His lips ghosts your own and you melt into him, putty in his hands. You place your hands gently on his chest, feeling his own massaging soft circles upon your waist before drifting down to your hips.

“Yes sir..”

ʚɞ

Felix:

ʚɞ

“Love! … Felix! … Felix!” You try to gain his attention and he holds a hand out, asking for your patience with the phone still pressed to his ear. You pout as said hand cups your face, brushing your lower lip gently and travelling down to stroke your jaw. Soft tingles run across your body as he does so, the blaze of arousal beginning to ignite in your lower stomach yet again.

The two of you had been staying for a few weeks away in Paris, perfectly aligning with Valentine’s Day (you were almost one hundred percent certain Felix had planned it that way, though he would never admit it) and the two of you had to… hold back. You didn’t not want to destroy another hotel room with your antics. After a few more excruciating minutes, he finally put the phone down. You practically pounced on him. He caught you, hands beneath you to hold you up as you pressed kisses to his face.

“My love, you need to start getting ready.”

You pulled back in alarm: “Ready for what?”

He placed you on your feet, pulling the sleep shirt you were wearing over your head, softly grazing his cold fingers across your collarbones and down your ribcage.

“Well… firstly we are going sightseeing-“

“Where?!”

“Wherever you want to go, pretty girl, and then I will be taking you shopping. We have some very special plans for tonight.”

“What kind of special plans?” You eyed him skeptically, wondering where his mind was heading.

“Plans that require you to wear one of those fancy dresses I adore seeing you in… though perhaps I shall treat you to something much more enticing for me to see you in later. That is all I will be revealing. Hurry along, mia dolce ragazza. We have places to be”

Your face flushes a deep red at his innuendo, though you knew he wasn’t kidding. If there was one thing Felix loved even more than you, it was spoiling you. And that is exactly what he planned to do.

ʚɞ

Jane:

ʚɞ

It seems as if your mate was avoiding you… and if the flower arrangement followed by the sweet message she had placed directly next to the beautiful bouquet was enough to go by, you would say she was rather embarrassed. She was never one to be a loving partner to say the least. Though even she knew the occasion called for it.

It seemed every attempt you made at stalking her down, she managed to figure out and evade you once more. You had no other option. Slowly, you snuck up on her as she stood outside the training room, pressing her into one of the alcoves suddenly in order not to be seen (she would absolutely die of embarrassment if you were caught canoodling like two teenagers) and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, wrapping your arms around her small frame.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, my love” You mumbled into her shoulder, pressing closer to her as she hummed in acknowledgment. You felt her wrap her own arms around you, and smiled softly to yourself. “Thank you for my flowers this morning.”

You felt her smile against your neck, only for a moment, and you pulled her away to watch her face gently. She mumbled out a soft ‘you’re welcome’, though judging by the way she avoided your eyes, you knew that if she could blush she would be the brightest shade of red.

You giggled at her and she scowled at you.

“Don’t laugh at me.”

“I’m not laughing at you…” You tease and her frown deepens.

“Amore…”

“I’m sorry you’re just too cute when you’re like this.”

She growls at you, one of her dainty hands moving up to grip your jaw. A whimper escapes you, although your smile widens as she glares at you before sighing, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips.

“I am like this with you and only you. No one else is to know.” You roll your eyes, kissing her gently again.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re evil. I know”

ʚɞ

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kiiwiigii · 8 months

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Misunderstandings

Alec x Fem! Reader

Summary: Reader is under the impression that her mate, Alec, wants nothing to do with her. He decides to prove her wrong.

Warnings:

Smutty, smut, smut, smut

Blood kink

Dom/Sub vibes

Alec speaking in Italian

I suck at summaries.

Word Count: 3,499

A/N: Requested by the ever lovely @rosedpetal Alec isn't as dark as I wanted him to be, but there's always next time. *wink, wink*

I remember the moment our eyes met. That luscious pull, full of want and desire. A red string of fate, pulling and pulling until finally, we were right there before each other. I had heard of him, of course. The witch twins had quite the reputation in the vampire world, just how they liked to keep it.

He simply stared, slightly taken aback and just as surprised as I was. To top it off, we were on opposite sides of what could have easily become a battlefield. I had been called in as a witness for the Cullens. I was somewhat of an anomaly. Only one of three known human and vampire hybrids, including Bella and Edward's child.

When Aro had extended his hand, it was all over. I was kindly invited to stay in Voltera, with Alec. Everyone was well aware of the fact that the invitation was more of an order, and I accepted. I had wanted to be near him anyways. Who wouldn't want to be near their mate?

Well, apparently mine.

I had been here for nearly three months, and he avoided me like the plague.

When we did speak, our conversations were short and stilted, and he usually wore a pained expression.

And then I heard the conversation.

I had been looking through the books on the upper floor of the library, hoping that considering all the books here, there was a section with modern day thrillers. I needed something to keep me sane.

I heard his voice from below.

"Master Marcus?"

"Alec." Marcus answered, voice soft.

"Is there any way to change it?"

I backed away from the railing slowly, pressing my back into the shelves. I could still see them both from my position, their silhouettes highlighted by the large fire in the center of the library.

"This is the second time you have asked me this, Alec." There was a warning in Marcus' tone that I had never heard before. "My answer has not changed."

"But she's part human!" Alec growled.

They were talking about me. I clasped my hands over my mouth in an effort to keep quiet, but I couldn't stop the tears. My mate didn't want me.

Marcus stood suddenly. "Be happy that you have a mate at all, boy."

Alec suddenly stiffened and looked right at me. Perhaps he smelled my tears, or maybe he finally heard the slow beat of my heart. A flurry of emotions flitted across his face, but I didn't bother to see what he landed on. Instead, I fled, for once using my vampiric speed to seek refuge in my room.

I've been hiding here for a week now. I think it's been a week; I was already losing track of time.

"Y/N?" There was a knock at the door, following the sound of Demetri's voice filtering through.

"Yes?"

"You're not naked, are you?"

The door opened slowly, and Demetri peeked his head in with a cheeky grin, before frowning as he took in the sight of me. I was sure I looked a hot mess, bundled up in a nest of comforters on the floor next to my bookshelves.

"Hey 'Metri." I sat up, giving him a small smile.

"Hey, love." He walked over before sitting on his haunches net to me. "Everyone is worried about you. No one's seen you in a week."

"'M fine."

He gave me a dubious look and I rolled my eyes and wrapped myself back up in my covers, picking up the book I'd discarded. "I'm fine, Demetri."

"When was the last time you ate?"

I paused, thinking and then shrugged. I couldn't remember. I just ate when I felt hungry.

"Well, we can't very well have you starve. Come on." He stood up and held out a hand.

"I'm fine, Demetri."

"And you're a liar, now come on."

I plopped down in my little nest out of frustration, purposely burrowing myself deeper into the covers.

"You can't make me."

"Wow, for someone who's- what? Sixty years old? You're such a child."

I glared up at him.

"I'm an adult and can take care of myself."

"Demetri, what are you doing with my mate?"

Demetri's back went ramrod straight and I immediately hid under the covers. Okay, maybe I was acting a little bit like a child. I hadn't spoken with Alec since the library incident, and I wasn't very keen to talk to him now. I peeked out from under the covers a little.

"I'm making sure that Y/N is taken care of." Demetri's voice was neutral, but I could hear the anger lying just underneath. "Something you have been failing to do since she arrived."

I gasped, wide-eyed. Demetri was treading on very thin ice. I couldn't imagine Alec taking too kindly to being challenged. Alec was quiet for a long moment, tense as he looked at Demetri.

"I can admit when I am in the wrong."

The words came haltingly, and the look on Alec's face was caught somewhere between a chastised schoolboy and sucking on a lemon.

"Thank you for taking care of her in my absence. Please leave, I can take over from here."

Demetri nodded his head, and casting one last concerned look in my direction, he left.

Alec looked at me, and I was surprised to see a look of concern on his own face. His next comment took me by surprise.

"Why are you on the floor, when you have a bed?"

"I'm aware I have a perfectly good bed. I just prefer the floor."

"What about the couch?"

"Not the same."

"That cannot be comfortable for you."

"Since when did you care about my comfort?" I snapped. "I'm just a mutt remember?"

Alec's eyes darkened.

"Watch your tone girl. You may be my mate, but I will not tolerate disrespect, even from you."

My shoulders deflated, hiding my face in my hands. "I think it'd be best for me to just leave."

"No." He followed Demetri's earlier move, and sat down on his haunches, arms resting on his knees.

"No?" I glared at him.

"You belong to me. You are my mate, and it is safer for you to be here."

"Excuse me?? You've made it clear that you don't want anything to do with me."

"It is simply because you are part human."

"Simply? Simply? News flash, Alec. You were once a human too!"

I found myself suddenly on my back, him hovering above me, with his arms caging me in. His eyes turned pitch black.

"I am all too aware of what I once was." He hissed.

"I- I can't change what I am." I could feel the tears starting to form and spill over. "If I could, if it would get you to accept me, then I would. But I shouldn't have to."

Alec jerked back slightly, wide-eyed.

"You are right." He pressed his forehead to mine. "And if I was a better man, I would not have wished for it."

He began licking away at my tears and I froze, barely daring to breathe.

"What- what are you doing?"

"Taking care of my mate. And you are mine. I will not let you go, and I will make sure that you are taken care of just as the status the mate of an elite guard deserves." I shivered when he finished, giving a small, chaste kiss to my forehead. "It seems that I have much to make up for."

Alec kissed me then. Slow and soft, pulling me out from the cocoon and sweeping me up to sit on the little couch in my sitting area. I felt oddly exposed as he pulled me in to straddle him, his back leaning into the soft cushions.

"And you- you accept me? Just like that?" I couldn't disguise the anger in my voice, a little thrown off by our new position but still pissed off.

There was a long silence as he searched for the proper words.

"That day, in the library… I had a long talk with Master Marcus. Are you aware of his story?"

I nodded. If there was something I had learned during my first few short months here, it was that Demetri and Felix were like a group of gossiping teenage girls.

"Then you can understand his demeanor. He misses her every day, and I know that I have neglected you and treated you rather…"

"Horribly?" I finished for him, and he smiled.

"I think horrible is an understatement."

"I think I must agree." I grumbled.

He let out a chuckle before letting his eyes roam over me again. "While I hold Master Marcus in high respect, I do not wish to be like him. I do not want to make the mistake of taking you for granted. You were made for me, and I you. The Fates do not make mistakes."

"Despite my being what I am?"

I found that hard to believe.

"Yes." He said quietly, but this time he didn't look me in the eyes.

I tensed around him, and I felt his grip tighten on my waist.

He was lying, but perhaps not for the reason I thought. My eyes widened in realization, and I relaxed against him.

"You know what I think?" I hummed quietly.

He looked at me from under his lashes, raising his brow ever so slightly, eyes dark with challenge. I should probably tread carefully but fuck it. I let a shaky hand run through his hair and he tilted his head back to look at me, exposing his throat. I let my other hand cup his neck, running my thumb along his jawline.

"I think that maybe… you're scared. And you have no idea how to handle it. That's what you ended up talking with Master Marcus about, isn't it? Because I'm weaker than a full-fledged vampire. Am I right? You think I can't protect myself."

Boom. Judging from the look in his eyes and the surprise on his face I had hit the nail on the head.

"You are oddly perceptive."

"Sometimes."

He paused again.

"I do not wish to lose you. I am sure word has already gotten out that one of the witch twins has a mate. I have basically painted a target on your back."

"One that I am more than willing to wear, so long as you never treat me like this again."

He relaxed and began to let his hands wander in light caresses, leaning in to give me another kiss, this one just as soft as the last.

"Never again."

"Good."

I could feel my heart swell.

"I have missed your presence." He whispered, his lips barely grazing mine. "I have missed seeing you in the castle." Kiss. "Seeing your beautiful face looking around in wonder." Kiss. "Seeing you laugh." Kiss. "And I have missed you. You have no idea how often I have imagined you here." Kiss. "In my arms." Kiss. "And even in my bed." Kiss.

Woah, woah, woah. What?

He grinned darkly at the look on my face. "Oh yes, darling. I have imagined you in my bed from the very beginning. In more positions than you could possibly imagine."

Had I not been pretty much immortal I think I would have died.

"I have imagined all of the different ways to claim you, and make sure that everyone knows you are mine." He whispered in my ear, nipping at my earlobe before sucking on it softly.

This is not where I pictured today going. I wriggled a little bit, feeling my nipples harden almost painfully. This was not fair.

"Careful, love." His voice was strained, and I felt him grow hard beneath me.

"You started it." I nearly squeaked.

"And I would like to finish it."

His hands were cold against my midsection, and I was suddenly very, very aware of the fact that I was dressed only in an oversized t-shirt and panties. He kept his eyes trained on my face, watching for every little reaction.

"If you don't want this, I can stop." He breathed, rubbing slow circles on my waist with his thumbs.

"Trying to come up with excuses, Alec?"

For whatever God forsaken reason I felt like needling him and pushing his buttons. A part of the back of my brain told me that was really fucking dumb, but I wanted to see what he would do.

He growled and squeezed my waist in warning.

"I think I recall telling you to watch yourself earlier."

Oh my.

"You said to watch my tone." I raised a challenging brow.

His hands dug into my waist now, and I was certain I would have bruises there in the morning.

"Amore." Another growl of warning.

I simply leaned in to kiss him, happy to finally have my mate here with me. Knowing that he didn’t really hate me but wanted to keep me safe. He was just being a dumbass about it.

He let out a little groan as our lips met. I let my kisses roam downwards, over his cheek and to his neck, nipping and licking. His hands drifted up, thumbing over my nipples before giving them a rather hard pinch. I sucked in a harsh breath, leaning on his shoulder and grinding my hips downward. He let out a pleasured hiss, giving my nipples another pinch and smoothing his thumbs over them.

"Arms up." He demanded.

I did as he asked, and he pulled off my shirt. I immediately crossed my arms over my ample bosom, suddenly self-conscious.

"Hands behind your back, darling."

I looked at him startled. "What?"

"I will not have you hiding from me, nor will I repeat myself."

My heart leapt at his words, gripping my arms tighter.

"Sorry, it's just…"

He frowned and slowly took my hands, lowering them down until I was completely exposed from the waist up.

"You are not to be ashamed, and I will not stand for it. You are my mate. You are stunning." He said softly.

He ran his hands over my skin again, his lips following right behind with a lightness that I almost couldn't detect. And not in a sexual way, although I could still feel his hardness underneath me, but in a reverent way. Worshipping. He cupped the back of my neck and brought me in for another kiss, deeper this time.

"Now love, hands behind your back. I will not tell you again." He rasped, one hand sliding around the front of my neck and the other brushing against one of my nipples.

He gave my neck a light squeeze in warning, his thumb brushing over my jugular. This time I did as I was told, and his lips twisted into a grin that could rival the devil's.

"Good girl."

I sucked in a breath. Oh fuck.

He kept watching me. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, a little dazed.

"You have to say it aloud, Y/N."

"Yes." I breathed.

"If we need to stop at any point, tell me."

"Okay."

"You are a fast learner, aren't you?" He leaned in, close to my ear. "I like that."

His hand left my throat, and he went back to cupping my breasts, kneading them softly before he bent his head and gave one a long lick, right over the nipple. Then he proceeded to suck one into his mouth, teeth edging along the sides.

"Alec." I moaned, throwing my head back.

I couldn't help it when my hips started grinding, but Alec immediately put a stop to that.

"The only pleasure you will get, is what I allow you to have."

A thrill went through me, and I opened my mouth to protest but it came out as a whine instead when he kissed me, tongue running along my lip and slipping past into my warm mouth. I then let out a shocked moan when his hands traveled further south, slipping his fingers into my panties and coming to rest on my soaked mound.

He rubbed teasingly, fingers finding my clit. Round and round and round. I squirmed against him, obscenely wet noises coming from below as he slipped two fingers inside me. His fingers began pumping in and out of me, combined with rubbing my clit, I could barely stand it.

Flushed, I pulled back a little, panting against his lips.

"Please." I whined.

"Please what?"

"Alec!"

"I want to hear you say it, Y/N."

"Alec. Please. Fuck. Me."

His eyes dilated at the sound of his name.

Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, I could hear the sound of something ripping, and realized that my panties were torn to shreds and dangling precariously from my hips. My warm, wet heat was exposed to the cool air, and his pants were undone, his cock out, with precum already leaking out of the tip. I panted like a whore in heat at the sight of him, eyes glazed and desperate.

He brushed his cock through my slick folds, completely in control. Then he slowly lowered me, my tight folds giving way and I let out a long moan of pleasure when he bottomed out. He was huge. I wasn't sure how he even managed to fit, or how he was going to be able to move. His arms circled around me, grasping my backside firmly.

"You managed to take my cock like a good girl. Now let's see how well you handle it."

"Wait, wait!"

He paused, looking up at me with concern.

"Can- can I move my hands now?" I pleaded.

He smirked. "No."

He thrusted his hips up without warning and I gave a shriek of pleasure. His pace was fairly brutal, and I loved every second of it. He kept sucking and licking at my neck, leaving a trail of dark, bruising love bites, and my nipples scrapped against his shirt. The pleasure was almost too overwhelming, it made the walls of my pussy clench around him.

"That's a good girl. So tight for me." He groaned into my neck. "How does it feel, taking my cock? To have me stretching you out?"

Oh fuuuuuck.

Alec was a dirty talker and I fucking loved it.

He pounded into me without mercy, and I could start to feel that delicious heat building down low.

"Yes. Yes. Yes."

I didn't realize that I had been chanting aloud until Alec let out a dark chuckle.

"Please." I begged.

He seemed to break.

"Hang on to me."

My hands immediately went to grab his shoulders, clutching at his shirt. I was pretty sure I heard a rip, but I was too lost in the sensation of being, you know, fucked out of my mind. One of his hands slipped down low again, his deft fingers circling my clit.

"Vieni per me, tesoro." He then proceeded to bite into my neck, right in the dip where it met my shoulder, and the sharp pain sent a wave of pleasure through me.

Mixing with the pleasure of his cock and the stimulation of my clit it was enough to send me crashing over the edge. I came hard, Alec's mouth muffling my own, swallowing my cries. His hands tangled in my hair, giving it a light pull. I could taste my blood in his mouth, and I found that I liked it. I swiped my tongue over his lips to get more.

Alec let out a surprised gasp, pulling back, his hips slowing down to shallow thrusts. His face was smeared with a little of my blood, and I leaned back in, giving him a lick before delving back into his mouth with a kiss, enjoying the taste of him and my blood mixed.

"Fuck." He groaned against my lips.

I dared to take a bit of control and ground down hard, making sure to squeeze the walls of my pussy to the point where he almost couldn't move.

"Fuck!"

Alec went rigid and then spasmed as he came.

We stayed like that, breathing hard for a moment, before he finally pulled out of me with an obscenely wet popping noise. I blushed and he simply gave me a grin. An actual grin instead of the devilish one I had come to know.

"Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded quickly, practically glowing with happiness.

"Words, amore."

I giggled. "Yes, love. More than okay."

"Good, because I'm ready to have you moaning my name again." He whispered, licking away the blood I had smeared on my own face. "Preferably in my bed."

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Translations (Provided via Google): Vieni per me, tesoro.: Come for me, darling. Amore: Love

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crazyk-imagine · 4 months

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How they feel when they find out you're their Mate Headcanon

Jane

She never, ever wanted a mate (and honestly, never thought she'd find hers at all, further adding onto the dislike of finding hers), all she needed was her brother (plus Demetri and Felix [which she won't admit out loud, ever]) and then you came along and changed her life, for better or worse. She still hasn't decided but y'all are working on it a little bit every day and that's all her brother could ask her (on your behalf)

Alec

Not once did he think he'd ever find his mate (or admit it to his sister that he actually wanted one [he'd never hear the end of it, something about betrayal and abandonment] he doesn't want to hear it period) and then he found you while he was out on a mission and things definitely changed for him plus the rest of the guard and got his sister to like you

Felix

He was not expecting to meet someone like you, not at all. I mean, the quiet little thing that you were, dude lost it when he put two and two together. Man, was he floored, and everyone knew it before he actually had the guts to admit it (especially when Marcus flat out mentioned your connection growing stronger during a meeting or when he did tell the big guy that you two are mates)

Demetri

He was even less ready than the others. He was the last person to expect to meet his mate, especially someone who could match him, in more ways than one. For example, the first time you two met, he naturally tried to charm you only for him to be the one who was enamored, something that did not shock the other (it also didn't help when Felix teased him about it, damn them living for eternity)

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bad-fucking-omens · 5 months

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The Witch Twin (Alec V. x OC) - Epilogue & Postface

Summary: When I thought about my future, I was sure that I had the rest of my life vaguely planned out.

Then, my older sister moved up from Arizona to stay with us — and turned my entire life upside down.

I had no idea just how bad it had gotten until I was standing in a castle in Italy, convinced that I was about to die.

Length: 1.2K words (Complete fic 71.8K words)

Fic warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, death, explicit smut (M/F), referenced/implied past child abuse, emotional manipulation by sibling

Chapter warnings: None

Note: This is the final part of 'The Witch Twin'. Thank you for reading <3

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EPILOGUE

“You look so beautiful,” Jane said. “Alec will be speechless.

I laughed softly at her kind words, meeting her eyes in the mirror. Heidi was putting the finishing touches on my hair. She carefully threaded the sprigs of baby’s breath flowers through the two braids that were pulled back behind my head, almost like a crown. The rest of my hair fell down my back in gentle waves.

“You really are gorgeous,” Heidi agreed as she brushed a loose curl away from my cheek.

“Do you think I’m ready, then?” I asked.

They both nodded and I stood, smoothing my hands over the skirt of my dress anxiously.

I was wearing a cream-white satin dress with a cowl neckline. Thin straps went over my shoulders and crossed along my back. The dress was long enough that the bottom hem just barely brushed along the ground when I was standing in my cream-colored heels, and it had a thigh-high slit on the right side. The way the dress perfectly hugged my curves made me feel incredibly attractive and I knew that Alec was going to absolutely love it.

“Do you think you’re ready?” Jane asked. I turned towards her and nodded. We shared a smile and she handed me a bouquet of white calla lilies, asphodel, and orange blossoms.

“Well then, let’s not keep that mate of yours waiting,” Heidi teased.

She slipped out of the room ahead of us to ensure that everything else was ready. Alec and I had chosen to have our wedding ceremony in the courtyard of the castle. The entire guard, the kings, and their wives would be in attendance. Neither Alec or I had wanted a big wedding, but everyone in the castle was family, and that was more than enough for us. As soon as we told Heidi that we wanted to get married, she instantly jumped into planning the ceremony with her mate, Corin. Alec and I were happy to leave all of the planning to the two women, since all we really cared about was actually getting married.

Jane slipped her arm through mine and we walked through the halls of the castle.

“I am very happy that you and Alec found each other,” Jane said quietly. “You have brought out the very best in each other, and I’ve never seen my brother as happy as he has been with you. . . . You were truly made for each other.”

“Thank you,” I murmured. “And I hope you don’t mind that I’ve begun to think of you as a sister.”

Jane smiled at me. She teased, “You are literally going to become my sister in a few minutes.”

We laughed together as we finally reached the doors to the courtyard. Jane leaned close to kiss my cheek before she slipped out of the doors. I took a deep breath and waited for a moment before I entered the courtyard.

Everyone was standing, watching with warm smiles as I walked down the aisle, but my eyes were only focused on Alec.

My soulmate was wearing a perfectly tailored, light grey suit with a white dress shirt beneath. He didn’t wear any kind of tie at my request, since I thought he looked more attractive without one.

When my eyes finally flickered up to his face, I saw that he was staring at me with a soft smile on his face, his gaze exuding pure love and admiration. The way he looked at me — as if I was the only person to have ever existed — filled my chest with warmth.

I glided down the aisle in time with the quiet violin music. Alec held his hand out to me when I was close enough and I eagerly took it. Heidi quickly snatched my bouquet from my hands just before I took the final step to the altar. She returned to her seat, holding the flowers delicately in her lap. Alec took my free hand so that he was now holding both of my hands.

‘You are so beautiful,’ Alec murmured in my mind. ‘My gorgeous, sweet girl. . . . I love you so much.’

‘I love you, too, Alec. My wonderful mate.’

We grinned at each other, then glanced at Aro as he began to speak.

“My dearest ones, we have gathered today to witness our beloved Alec and wonderful Eve unify their lives for the rest of their existence. They have chose to join together in marriage, to have a celebration of their love and loyalty and commitment to each other. They have endured through the challenges and obstacles that were placed before them, but we all know that true love always wins in the end.”

Aro looked at my mate. “Alec, do you come here today to marry Eve, and to join your path in life with hers?”

“I do,” he answered, looking into my eyes. He squeezed my hands gently.

“Eve, do you come here today to marry Alec, and to join your path in life with his?”

“I do,” I said. Alec’s lips twitched up into a soft smile and I breathed out a quiet laugh.”

“Alec and Eve have chose to tie their lives together in a hand-fasting ceremony,” Aro announced. “If you would please raise your hands up, my dears.”

We turned so that we were standing beside each other. We raised our clasped hands up between us, extending them towards Aro. He produced a long, red silk ribbon from his suit pocket.

“Alec, Eve, will you be each other’s faithful partner for eternity and be each other’s constant friend and one true love?”

“We will,” we said together.

Aro wrapped the ribbon around our hands once. “And so the first binding is made. Do you promise to love each other without reservation, to always stand united against any challenges you may face?”

“We do.”

“And so the second binding is made. Will you stand together in time of joy and of sorrow, and share the burdens of each other?”

“We will.”

“And so the third binding is made. Will you honor each other, and seek to cherish and strengthen that honor?”

“We will.”

Aro wrapped the ribbon around our hands one last time and tied it in an elegant knot.

“And so the final binding is made. The knots of this binding are not formed by this ribbon, but instead by your vows. . . . Alec, Eve, I am pleased to announce that you are now husband and wife. One flesh, one heart, one soul. Now, and forevermore.”

Alec pulled me close, his free hand on my waist, and kissed me fiercely while everyone cheered and clapped for us. I laughed against his mouth and reached up with my free hand to caress his cheek. We pulled apart a few moments later to face our guests. We walked back down the aisle together, our hands still tied.

We slipped out of the courtyard to wait patiently as Heidi ordered a few other guards around, transforming the courtyard from a wedding ceremony into a reception venue.

Alec pressed me against the stone wall, his lips claiming mine passionately. I giggled, but I still wrapped my free arm around his neck and pulled him closer. His arm slipped around my waist to gently tug me against his body.

“My beautiful wife,” Alec whispered against my lips.

I giggled and replied, “My handsome husband.”

POSTFACE

I asked Persephone,

“How could you grow to love him?

He took you from flowers to a kingdom

where not a single living thing can grow.”

Persephone smiled,

“My darling, every flower on your earth withers.

What Hades gave me was a crown

made for the immortal flowers in my bones.”

- Nikita Gill

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Hello , so how about you write for your fav yanderes with a "go with the flow " reader , like no matter what the yandere does reader is just fine with it cus they have attachment issues and don't want to let go of the yandere even if they get hurt

(I came right away after seeing the announcement)

Ty for the Request, i decided to do my Favourite Characters that i write yandere for :} VV

Ft. Alec Volturi (Twilight) Alice Cullen (Twilight) Leon Kennedy (Resident evil 2) Kai Chiaki (Bnha) Toru Oikawa (Haikyuu) Patrick Hockstetter (IT) Wilbur Soot (Dream smp, Character Not irl)

Also obviously, characters like : Leon, Oikawa and Patrick can’t be full on yandere and like kidnap your cuz of various circumstances so i’m just making them as yanderes with a saviour complex who Gains darlings trust By saving them from a situation or something, and Patrick’s wasn’t as yandere but just slightly creepy cause its Patrick.

WARNINGS : Not proofread because it is 4 am and I’ve literally JUST Got done with Patrick and Wilbur, Character death/gore (Alec,LeonWilbur) Kidnapping (Alec, Hinted at Alice,Kai) Stockholm syndrome ,Manipulation, mentions of suicide (Kai) and Death of a child (Patrick)

✧.* YANDERE’S WITH A WILLING DARLING

✧.* ALEC VOLTURI

— AT First, he was Most likely very sceptical of you seemingly ‘getting used’ to the Castle life and being content with the fact that he had parted you from your family ; you were part of the Denali coven and when The Volturi was issued to Kill Sasha, Your adopted Mother and the woman who had created you, Alec noticed you And Immediately Felt Something he couldn’t describe. Initially, He left the feeling on its own but grew more paranoid that he shouldn’t leave the feeling alone by the day and finally after a few weeks from first seeing you began to query Both Marcus and Caius about you; leaning towards Caius for general knowledge like how You and Alec were Turned at the same age and that You had An ability Similar to Demetris But slightly enhanced. He then asked Marcus about the Strange feeling and Marcus sensed that there was a form of bond between the two of you. Due to your ability ,Being able to Track down people and see their every current move in your mind, Aro had seemed to taking a liking to you andeventually gave in to Alec’s request to have you on the Volturi. For the first week, He noticed you were slightly distant to most — maybe smiling gently at A Lower guard in the hallways or Having a conversation or two with Heidi, but For the most part you wanted nothing to do with him nor most in the castle.

After a while though, You began to warm up to Alec and accept him as your mate. You Would Speak to him quite frequently now and Although he enjoyed that you were settling in something about it didn’t feel right, he was constantly on edge about how easy it would be for you to disappear without a trace — Always knowing The Volturi’s moves before even they knew themselves, it definitely took some time for him to calm down (well, that and A Mindreading from Aro that reassured him you wouldn’t leave) but after a while he To warmed up to the situation and let himself realise that even if you wanted to, you’d never leave him — You’re his for all of eternity.

✧.* ALICE CULLEN

— ALICE probably met you at school, She Spoke to you in Biology and surprised you with How much she knew about the subject. She couldn’t help herself when she got attached to that Sweet Smile of yours and that big toothy grin you gave her — She Tried to take her time with you but it was almost as if you were walking right into her trap! It wasn’t long until she got you to meet her family — Formally introducing you as her s/o, Even though you and her had never discussed romance before ; especially with each other. To her relief, you were too naive to argue and after some time Esme was doting after you just like she did with her own children ; always giving you the option of ‘Spending the night’ or ‘Staying for as long as you please’ And why wouldn’t you? Sweet, Kind, Caring Alice Is always there to drive you home when its too dark, What was that you say? You can walk home along? Nonsense, have you never heard of safety in numbers — if you’re acting like this Then maybe you shouldn’t go home at all…

Surprisingly, Alice’s words Work on you and you decide to Stay in the Cullen home ‘Temporarily’ as you say, silly Y/n Don’t you know how little you have a say on the matter? After all, if your so naive to let Alice manipulate you like this then how does she know you won’t fall into somebody else’s trap? Just stay here with Alice, you won’t even notice that you can’t leave ad when you do — you certainly won’t want to.

✧.* LEON KENNEDY

— SEPTEMBER 29th 1998, the day of the Racoon city incident And the day you met Leon. You watched from The top Window of the Police Station as A Woman about your age parted ways with a Familiar man — Leon Kennedy. You were a higher ranking Cop who was working in the first floor west office when an alert came through your Radio : ‘Steer clear Away from the 2nd floor Office, Rumors of attacks Have been Reported — Seargent L/N Meet me in the Main hall To discuss matters. Over.” You held onto the top button of your radio. “Noted. Over.” As you made your way to the hall. As you met with the Othe r officer you noticed him slouched over one of the Lounge chairs with a Cigarette between his Chubby,Sweat-coated fingers. “Don’t just stand there, Go look.” He spat, showing no indicators of Helping you. Turning, You rolled your eyes and made your way to the second floor — releasing your gun from its holster and reloading it just in case. It Only took a Shriek of pain and smash of The office windows to alert you of the situation, You Straightened yourself up against the wall in terror as you turned your head slightly to peek over the corner. A Woman - A lower officer - Slouched against The now Smashed window that revealed the hallway, A Shard of glass that hand’s broken off Stabbed into her Abdomen as good poured against the floor. Another officer began to tear and rip skin from the woman, biting and swallowing her flesh. Wallowing in fear, you ran Up the stairs and made your way to the top floor — The puddles of blood and Guts on the floor showing that it had already spread up to the Third floor and would soon be at the top , whatever it was.

As you Ran through the mens shower rooms, you Ran into the stars office and locked the door firmly behind you — Checking for The infected in the room. When Proved to be clear, you ran to a window at the top and watched as Leon Kennedy said his goodbyes to An unknown woman, And fled inside of the station. You messed around with your radio slightly, fingers trembling yet the dozens of times you did this before helped you complete the task with ease. “Leon S. Kennedy? Seargent Y/N L/N, Reporting. The Stars office has been cleared of infection, But main Offices on both the second and third floor have been hijacked, over.” It was silent on the other end for a moment, you wondered for a second if it was too late — if he had been mauled by infected on his first step inside of the building but alas, an answer was eventually heard. “Y/n..?I-.Uhm. Officer Harrison and Smith have both been terminated, making my way towards the stars office now.. Over.” And with that the radio turned silent again, As you let your body drop to the floor and the radio slip out off your hand. For a decent while you stayed like that Until A Long,Bloody claw Smashed into the door, You Grabbed your gun And aimed it as the monsters muscles pulsed — breaking the whole door down easily. The monster looked as if it had been skinned, its brain out in the open. For a moment it walked around the room aimlessly on its claws, Until you decided to shoot at its brain, your sweaty fingers missing by a long shot. You shrieked as its turned around and was about pounce on top of you but As you squeezed your eyes tightly a liquid slashed across your face — Thick,Dark scarlet Ropes of blood sprayed your face as Its body went limp on the floor, looking to the doorway you saw A Familiar face — Leon. “Don’t worry, Your safe now.” What you were yet to know was that he would take that promised Very Seriously, Let Leon take care of you, Forever and ever.

✧.* KAI CHISAKI

— FROM the beginning, You knew that your fate had been sealed. For the most part, Kai never visited you and let his men do all the work for him whether it was feeding you or doing what he called ‘Mandatory Suicide checks’ Even if the reality of it was to just strip you from dignity and Privacy. He liked being in control but a part of him grew slightly paranoid that the longer he left you with his men, the angrier and more confident you would get and he couldn’t have you thinking this situation was yours to control, could he? So after A While, Maybe A Few weeks..Few months, Whatever he could last without Meeting you, he had Unexpectedly Walked through the Room that you were left in. Chisaki was Cautious when he first entered the room — Chrono Standing beside the door if you tried to do anything, But to his surprise you only gazed up at his figure , Smiling gently at him before Looking back down to the Blanket that covered your bed, seemingly unbothered. Kai was stricken for a moment, Thinking that your action was of defiance or a false ‘liking’, But after a reassurance from Chrono that you were usually compliant with most things the Shie hissaikai made you do, He started visiting more and more often. You really were what he thought you was — A Pure,Angelic Pet For his entertainment only, and nobody could do nothing about it

✧.* TORU OIKAWA

— “HELLO, You‘re Goshiki-Kun’s Older Cousin From [Home Country] — isn’t that right?” A Boy From behind you questioned, As you Jotted down notes from The practice game For shiratorizawa. You turned To Look behind you quickly, “Oh, Mhm..I’m y/n.” You Smiled gently before turning back to the game And Writing Dow the according notes. As the Hazel-brown haired boy sat next to you, “I’m Toru Oikawa..From Aoba Johsai Academy.” That got your attention. With that you slowly stopped Writing on the thin sheet of paper and placed the Notepad and Purple Sanrio Pen Beside you. “The captain’s told me a lot about you, its an honour.” You Nodded your head slightly in acknowledgment and gently smiled at the Boy. “..But I Need to concentrate so may i please ask for you to leave me be.” You let him down, Uninterested. Almost As if it was co-ordinated, Iwaizumi Came and Walked up behind you two, “Leave her alone Oikawa.” You turned your head slightly to see the secondary voice, You noticed as the Slightly more Musclier boy Pulled up Oikawa from where he was sitting and Looked at you, “I’m sorry for him, His Ego’s the size of his head And he’s never usually rejected.” You chuckled gently at the comment, Oikawa defending himself before being Dragged away by Iwaizumi.

A Feeling of jealousy raged throughout Oikawa body, And much to Your dismay, Was following you back on your way home as what he called, ‘A Safety precaution’ As your cousin, Tsutomu, was walking separate ways and ‘left’ you there. “I’m telling you Oikawa..You don’t need to…” For a moment You stumbled on your words, as if you Wanted him to stay but knew he shouldn’t. “..Get Inv-.Forget it.” You Shook your head And went to turn, yet he still followed. “My house isn’t far now, i Can walk on my own.” You said to him, watching as his face fell yet he smiled and Respected your wish. “See you soon, Y/n-Chan.” You just rolled your eyes and tightened your grip on your school bag, Dreading the normal way you would take. From the start to end of the sidewalk was where a few third years from A Really shitty School hung out, They would steal alcohol — get drunk and then proceed to catcall any woman They saw crossing the street. As per usual, They were there — catcalling you and trying to get you to cross the street and come with them, but Quickly they all stopped as They noticed somebody behind you. Toru placed his hand gently on your shoulder, “Ey Toru, Thats your girl Huh?” One of them slurred, Oikawa only smiled and chuckled a ‘yes’ in response. “Sorry Man, D-didn’t know!” Another boy Laughed ad hiccuped as if they weren’t just catcalling you. As you walked out of there line of sight you spoke, “You didn’t need to do that.” You said to Him, Trying to hide your smile of gratitude. “Ehh…No big deal.” He smiled a toothy grin, And you scoffed in return before continuing to walk back home, Toru Behind you. Maybe you should Let Toru Stay from now on, Whats the worst that could happen?

✧.* PATRICK HOCKSTETTER

— DERRY Maine wasn’t exactly the type of town where you could be different, or At least be different without people knowing. It was a quick phase for some, maybe a secondary story on the local newspaper about them and a group of friends rebelling against say, the church. For others it took some time, 10 years back a Man shot his wife and Children dead in the Derry Townhouse, But even he lost his spark after a few years or so passed. The only person Who never outgrew his phase was Patrick Hockstetter, it started when Patrick was 3 or so, Parents at the daycare complained about His abnormal and violent behaviour, though it was quickly overseen. Then, when Patrick was 5, his parents had brought home Avery. Patrick remembers His parents Passing through the doorway holding what seemed like a baby in their hand, introducing it as Avery — Patrick’s brother. The baby was bearable for a few nights, Patrick even stood weeks with it in the home yet something stirred in his mind one night. The next morning, Police arrived at the door ; His father Holding an apathetic, out-of-it look on his face while his mother sobbed hysterically, he remembers his mother telling him there was an Accident, he remembers the loss for words he felt when he was about to tell her it wasn’t an accident — something in his brain told his he shouldn’t speak about it. Rumors only kept growing about Patrick until The winter of 1988, A New girl has moved into Derry. For the first few weeks she was fine, but after a while she tended to have frequent outbursts and fights. Not that Patrick ever witnessed one, she attended the catholic school on the brink of Derry and he rarely even saw her. He remembers the first time he saw her,it was the 9th of January 1989 just a month after she had moved to Derry and His friend Henry and him were waiting for his dad finish up a police interview with a ‘Rebel’ so they could get a lift to Victor criss’s house. Henry sighed in an impatient relief when his father came from the room, though Patrick’s eyes were on the girl behind butch. She must of been the So called ‘rebel’ but to him, she looked perfectly innocent — Well other than she Bruised, slightly swelled eye and bleeding nose she had. She let her hair fall into her face as she stared at the ground, She wore the white, shortsleeved blouse and Grew pleated skirt the catholic school made her wear but also wore a Log, blue trench coat above it, she shot patrick a glare as another officer let her leave the station.

He expected her spark to die down but she was still Acting up even after this long, to be honest he felt strangely connected to her — but not like those other girls who he perked around on , No,This girl was Different. By now it was the summer of 1989 and he was seeing much more of her now that school was closed for break, though he Really met her when Butch invited Patrick’s dad to come over to The rebel girl’s house to drink and watch football with her father, Patricks dad insisted he come because ‘Henry would be there’ . Patricks dad, to put it simple,lied. He wasn’t;t complaining though, rebel girl’s name Was y/n and She actually spoke to him For a decent while before abruptly leaving the house after a phone call. When she came back, it was late — maybe 1 or 2 in the morning and the dad had passed out drunk in the living area leaving patrick to Smoke On the patio round the back of the house. Y/n Came into the house, And went onto the patio when she spotted Patrick. Eve though the lights were dim, he could see the blood running down her face from the illuminating living room lamp that Shone Through the glass Patio doors. She sat down next to him as he took a long drag of his cigarette. “Somebody roughed you up?” He passed the cig to her, she scoffed as she held it in between her to fingers, “No I fell over.” She commented sarcastically before taking a drag of the cigarette. He looked at her,”Who?” For a moment she held a confused look on her face, wondering why he cared. “Scotty Prescott, that fuckin’ fag you hang out with.” She took another drag. “Want me to rough him up?” Patrick asked with a smirk. Done with his shit, Y/n Grabbed the end of the cigarette and let it out on Patrick’s resting hand , discarding it on the grass somewhere before going back inside, presumably to her room. He gazed down to his hand and Watched as a slight burn mark formed. Yes, she was definitely different than the other girls and he would do anything it takes to keep her close to him.

✧.* WILBUR SOOT (CANON NOT IRL)

— DUST And ash Grew in Varying size Piles on The diner’s countertops and Tables — soot gathered in the cracks of the Once clean tile slate floor. The roof had been Knocked through, roofing tiles smashing from contact with the dirtied ground or slicing into the Pillowy, plush Part of the diner chairs. Still, It was the first place you ran when Various Booms and Bangs were heard only Miles away from the town hall where you were. All of your life’s hard work Just..gone. And to make things worse, The limp Body of A Worker was Laying across the floor — a gorey,bloody mess. You felt bile crawl its way through your throat as A Hand gently gripped onto your shoulder, “Look what we’ve done…” Wilbur Faked his Sorrow. “Its all your fault, you know?” He Carried on, as you trembled — falling backwards slightly before he caught you. ‘it you just told somebody, Anybody about the bombs, they would of stopped me.” Wilbur tutted as he let go of your shoulder, you felt completely brainwashed as he Leant closer to you and whispered into your ear. “Nobodies here to save you, just give in…” He held out his hand In front of you. You mumbled slightly in protest, shaking your head gently. “Cmon Y/n, It’ll be fun!” He Smiled as you gently placed your hand in his, too Confused to care — feeling too manipulated,guilt…you zoned for a moment until Will’s voice brought you back. “Just you and me, Against everyone…Forever.”

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– 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 || 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐜 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢

SUMMARY: Though there is nothing funny about meeting your destined mate on the opposite side of the battlefield, you had to admit the irony of him having cherub-like qualities when you were the half-Angel was pretty funny. PAIRINGS: Alec Volturi x Nephlim!Reader, Female!Reader TAGS/WARNINGS: afab!reader ; DeepL generated translations ;

A year ago Heaven fell into chaos; the Archangels battled, the Battalion scattered. And you had landed on Pacific Northwest soil in pursuit of what was decidedly the new last seal.

The thing about being a Nephlim–more powerful than the other Angels but still beneath the Archangels–meant that, for all the power you held, you couldn’t exactly pinpoint where your Father had disposed of the relic.

All you could tell was that it was somewhere in Forks, Washington. The rest, you wrangled from the man himself.

In a moment of panic, the youngest Archangel transferred the magic into a mere stone before he fled. A stone he’d supposedly chucked down to the Earth with only a “faint hum of magic” to differentiate itself from all the other stones that littered the wilderness surrounding the town.

If your Father was known for his mischievousness and tricks, it did not feel like it.

Not when you had to drudge through a thick blanket of snow as you followed a literal whisper of a hum, and certainly not as you stumbled into an open field where, wide-eyed and panicked, a young woman had slashed her wrist open with the exact stone you’d been looking for.

If the magic seeping into her bloodstream wasn’t an indication that your Father’s plan had already failed (effectively making her the new new last seal), you wanted to laugh hysterically as Shapeshifter and Vampire turned towards you, teeth bared.

Real funny Dad, you thought.

The young woman was named Bella.

And she held the seal within her blood for only a couple months before it passed on naturally to her daughter, Renesmee.

Between those months, after you’d proven yourself not to be a threat to the Olympic clan and La Push Pack, you couldn’t deny the young woman and her family had endeared themselves to you.

After only ever seeing war amongst your own people, to see Vampiric creatures defy their very nature to live peacefully amongst humans was a beautiful thing.

And now knowing Renesmee’s birth and Bella’s death meant the seal had been passed on and not broken, you’d officially settled in the comely town and accepted your new life as Aunt [Y/N]–Renesmee’s guardian (half) Angel.

Literally.

For the most part, there wasn’t much you needed to do when the little girl was already so fiercely protected by her family and the Pack. But as Renesmee was Bella’s daughter, this easiness didn’t last long when she’d been dangerously misidentified as an immortal child...

Across the long field, a blur of red and black assembled into one unified front as the red coats arrived to pass judgement.

Law enforcers, Edward had cautioned.

Murderers, had hissed the Russians.

The Volturi, you’d come to know.

At the arrival of the infamous group, a sudden and pleasant hum reverberated through your being and a warmth unlike any other licked at the bottom of your spine.

(Near the front, Edward stared ahead, shocked).

It was, admittedly, an odd feeling considering the threat the red coats possessed but now that they were fully assembled, the hum you felt had grown louder and more insistent.

Intrigued, your eyes flitted between each member as your curiosity morphed into anticipation.

Of course, it wasn’t until you passed a petite blonde and met the gaze of the dark-haired male next to her that three things happened in succession:

The hum you’d felt earlier reached a crescendo as it burst from your body, the boy dropped to his knees with a sharp breath and the discussion between Carlisle and the First Volturi King halted as–

“–Sei un sogno che prende vita,” said the boy, unaffected by the shocked silence that blanketed the field in the wake of your power.

“Un sogno che ho aspettato.”

When his stare was the most searing of them all, you wondered for a fleeting moment if was his own realisation about the bond between you that prevented him from turning back to his battalion, his sister and to his Kings or your heavenly essence that so clearly ensnared everyone else.

(When his people fell out of their stupor and the Third King held a hand to the First, still, the boy did not notice and you did not care).

Eyes drifting back to him with his cherub-like beauty and explicit reverence, you were more focused on committing each line of his face to memory as you offered him a small, shy, smile.

“Mi dispiace di avervi fatto aspettare,” you greeted in turn before you cleared your throat. In the corner of your eye, you’d caught a glimpse of bronze curls and wide eyes. Renesmee.

“Continuiamo quando questo è finito?”

☰ TRANSLATIONS:

Alec: 1. You are a dream come to life; 2. A dream I have waited for You: 1. I’m sorry to have kept you waiting; 2. Shall we continue when this is done?

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DayDreaming ~ Alec Volturi One-Shot

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A/N ~ Angst normally isn't my bag but this has been floating around my head for a while. Hope you all enjoy this little blurb :) I apologize in advance for the spacing and the grammar.

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The sun had begun setting over the rolling Volterra hills, easing the heat that beat down on the city and the people that recided in it.

As if the tourists were following the sun, the road out of the ancient city was quickly filled with cars and tour busses. As the sun died so did the festives that drew people in every couple months.

Your back was pressed against the stone wall that wrapped around Volterra, keeping you cool as you watched the many people leave the city. A look of longing etched into your face as the vehicles grew further into the distance. You had day dreamed for many months to be in one of those cars. To just be a normal human on vacation, enjoying the beauty of a new city. Only leaving with a sunburn and an full stomach.

But that was just a day dream. One you would keep forever, close to your heart. Because you could never leave.

Movement out of the corner of your eye broke you out of your thoughts. Turning your head was a familiar black form sitting soundlessly beside you. A right hand slipped off his hood reveling the immortal who had kidnapped you to this city.

Alec.

"This is a very unexpected place to find you darling."

Keeping your eyes in the distance you pulled your knees to chest without a response.

"You had me very worried. Normally you stay within the walls." Alec's voice was gentle, but laced with worry. His finger tips gently caressed your shoulder, moving up to brush against your cheek. You flinched at his touch.

Alec truly cared for you and very much wanted you to be happy. Even if the situation at hand makes that difficult for the both of you. He knew you would never forgive him for stealing you from your home and family.

Tears prickled at your eyes as you thought of a response. Your mouth opening for a small moment before closing again. Alec didn't care he was hurting you now. Trapping you in this city you could never get away from.

"I just... needed some space... away from everything." Your voice began to crack. "I'm sorry for worrying you."

You waited for his response, but Alec never gave one. He mearly kept it gaze on you, trying to desphier the thoughts you often kept hidden from him.

You turned to face him, scooting closer to him, you reluctantly setyour warm hand on top of his. "I know you want to stay here with me. But I'd like to stay out here a little while longer.... alone."

"Please?" You asked softly, letting a few tears fall as you looked into his red eyes.

Tears were one way you've learned for Alec to give into you... on small matters of course. It used to cause you guilt, manipulating a vampire who just desperately wanted his mate to love him back. But after today, there was no guilt left to feel. He loved you, yes. But he would never let you leave, no matter how much he knew it was your deepest desire to go home. If he felt no remorse then neither would you.

Alec gazed at you for a second, the emotions in his eyes unreadable as he stood up and nodded. After placing a small kiss on top of your head, you were left alone again. For now.

You leaned back against the wall, settling your gaze on the road once more. Slipping back into your daydream that had been interrupted.

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volturissideslut · 11 months

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A snippet from the new fic in working on:

The man simply nodded, too entranced by her to even notice or ask, and the game continued silently. He had no idea what to say, distracted by her ethereal beauty. Her voice echoed in his head like a symphony and in his divergence he had forgotten how to play. How embarrassing that a man who had lived for over three millennia was losing a game of strategy to a mortal woman who hadn't played since she was a young girl, but it simply could not be helped. He would lose a thousand times over if it meant he could stay near her for just a minute longer - no matter how damaging to his pride it may be. And he could certainly lose a million times over just to see the grin she had when she realised she had won again.

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iamcherryblessed · 7 months

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Rosaline // Alec Volturi: Chapter Two

Summary: “How the blood rushed into my cheeks” Rosaline was no stranger to hard work, she’s been working as a maid for as far back as she can remember. Starting off as a scullery maid and ending up as a Lady’s Maid for the fearsome Jane Volturi. She’s just trying to keep her head on her shoulders and her heart beating, what happens when she catches the eye of her Lady’s stoic twin brother? What does Alec Volturi want with a lowly maid? “So scarlet, it was maroon” Series masterlist

Chapter Two

This is a strange castle. As servants we’re taught not to let our eyes wonder, not to ask questions and most definitely not to let our minds run wild with theories. There will always be idle gossip between maids but it will never be confirmed. The normal whispers that flow through the walls of a noble family consist more of affairs or who we think will be next to marry. The ones in this house are much more sinister, much more confusing. The older maids, who have somehow survived to work here for multiple years, try to discourage any chatter about the Masters. They say we don’t need to know, to keep quiet and keep our heads down. I have yet to see the Masters in person, I’ve heard about their red eyes and how they don’t sleep. How each member is impossibly beautiful and beautifully cruel. On every third day of the week, all servants are required to stay in their quarters until late afternoon. We try to talk amongst ourselves but the blood curdling screams ring out and bounce off every wall in the entire castle. I had experienced two, the sounds of their scream echoed in my bones and made it impossible to sleep that night. At first the other maids comforted me but now they say I will get used to it, it’s just something that comes with the work.

Annie sat me down when I first started to tell me who each of the Masters were, as the head housemaid it is her duty to ensure all of the maids in the castle are doing their work properly. It’s a role she takes very seriously. There are three main Masters; Aro, Caius and Marcus. Those are the three who are in charge, they are the head of the household, we are to refer to them as Master. A step down from the Masters is; Chelsea, Jane and Alec. The rest of the members are Heidi, Demetri and Felix. Apparently the family has a strict hierarchy to adhere to but no matter how low down they are from the Master’s they will always be a lot higher up on the social ladder than any of us. Just before Annie gave me the news of my new position she made sure to let me know about Lady Jane. She gave me a list of things to avoid doing and some things that she knows Lady Jane approves of, she warned me of her temper which has only increased since her twin brother Alec had been away. According to Annie the two are inseparable so if I was to serve Lady Jane I would also serve Alec too. He went away the week before I arrived, there had been no whispers of where or why he went, and until he came back Lady Jane would continue to torment.

I awoke with a start, my heartbeat racing against my chest. Taking a deep breath I focused on the mirror across the room, my heart calming down. Only to jump again when another thud was heard. Light floated into the room from the small window at the top of the wall, the sun had yet to rise so I knew it was sometime before 6:00. I gently raised from the bed and softly got dressed for the day. I knew to be as quiet as possible and to make my steps as feather light as I could.

“Girl.” If not for the stern demanding tone of the word, the voice itself could almost be musical. It was officially my first day as Lady Jane’s maid. I stepped into her room as quickly as she spoke, my head tilted down and arms clasped respectfully behind my back.

“Yes, Ma’am” I responded, I felt my heart stutter in fear, as if she heard it, I could practically feel her smirk in response.

“Ah, a new girl. Tell me, did you know of the last?” Her tone was teasing, how could one speak so lightly over death?

“No, Ma’am. Sorry, Ma’am, I did not meet her,” I whispered back. I knew to be quiet but I could not trust my voice to be any louder than a whisper.

“Speak up, girl. I do not care if you knew her. You know what happened to her, do you not.” It wasn’t a question, it was a warning. Of course I know what happened to Hattie, I know what happened to most of the maids that she got annoyed by or tired of.

“I do, Ma’am.”

“Good. Now get me ready for the day.”

The morning was spent getting Lady Jane ready for an important meeting with the Masters in the late afternoon. Her twin brother, Alec, is due back today. I overheard her speak to Lady Chelsea about it while I was running her bath. Most Ladies like their maids to bathe them but I was forewarned that Lady Jane liked privacy so as soon as the bath was filled, I nodded and left the room. I got the clothes ready for her day and laid them out on the plush four poster bed that stood in the middle of her large room. My room could fit inside here 15 times over.

“Girl, I am ready.” Lady Jane’s commanding voice drew me out of my thoughts. I stood by the bathroom door and slightly lifted my head as she came out of the bathroom, a fluffy white towel wrapped tightly around her body. She came to stop in the middle of the room as her eyes ran out of the black dress I had chosen for her. “My brother bought me this dress.” She hummed, a rush ran through my body thinking I had correctly chosen. “Now, girl.”

“Yes, Ma’am” I hurried over to her, careful to keep my footsteps light. It didn’t take long for Lady Jane to be dressed yet she still seemed impatient as if she could do a corset up a quarter of the time it took me. However, any amount of appreciation I got from choosing the right dress completely disappeared when it came to doing her hair. My fingers clumsily attempting to braid her hair, I could see the annoyance darken her eyes.

“I’m sorry, Ma’am.” I stuttered, I could feel my eyes brim with tears as I worried how she would react.

“Just get it done.” her tone was clipped and frustrated.

“Yes, Ma’am” I nodded, my hands shakily undoing the mess of the plait I had created. My fingers softly combed through her hair, instead of going back to braiding, I twisted the strands together to create an elegant updo.

As soon as I was finished I stepped back, my head turned down and my hands behind my back. Lady Jane stood up and swiftly turned to face me, her expression thunderous. I should’ve asked Annie or one of the other maids to teach me to braid properly, if I’d have known it was one of Lady Jane’s favourite hairstyles I would have practised every spare moment. Her eyes narrowed on me and in the next second all I could feel was an imaginable amount of pain spread through my body, it was like my blood was on fire. My knees buckled as I fell to the floor but I could hardly focus on anything other than the agony coursing through my body.

And then all of a sudden it stopped. I gasped as I abruptly remembered how to breathe, trying to get as much air as possible into my lungs. “Get up, girl.” Lady Jane sounded bored, she looked at me uninterested as I attempted to stand up. My legs were unsteady, I was like a fawn standing up for the first time. Lady Jane was already at her bedroom door by the time I was fully stood up.

“Learn how to braid.” Lady Jane said before she opened the door and walked towards the throne room. I quickly followed after her, my legs moving before my brain commanded them too. I stayed a few paces behind, close enough if she was to need me but not too close to seem familiar.

My mind was racing, I didn’t understand why her eyes were red, why she didn’t sleep or how she managed to cause all that pain without even touching me. I fought with my mind to forget those thoughts, I just had to be better than I wouldn’t have to go through that again.

Waiting outside the throne room I made eye contact with a male servant of one of the Masters. My watery eyes, shaky breathing and unreliable legs must have given away what had happened for he gave a sympathetic smile. I just turned away with my head down. The servants are not allowed in the throne room, we are permitted to wait outside in silence or we were to do a job if ordered.

We stood outside for a while before all of a sudden the massive double doors were thrown open, I kept my head down and tried to not show the fear that was bubbling inside. I knew my heart beat gave me away. In an instant a figure was in front of me, a cold finger rested below my chin and tenderly lifted my head up. He was gorgeous. They all were but this man was breathtakingly stunning. His dark hair fell slightly into his eyes as if it had recently had a hand brush through it, his eyes–like the others–were a wonderful red, I could see them swirling with emotions but none I could confidently pick out. His lips are full and were a pretty shade of pink, I wanted nothing more to reach out and gently swipe my finger across them. His eyes met mine, my heart lurched and breath hitched.

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simpfordemetri · 2 years

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I'm sorry(Alec Volturi X reader)

This wasn't requested,i just needed some comfort writing.

Warnings: This shit is sad

You were done trying,trying to talk to him,to make him look at you,to make him love you.

You could feel your heart burning from the pain,the sadness you were feeling,how useless you felt knowing you were nothing but a simple and useless human to him.

The dirty looks he gave you,how he avoided you and how he even said in front of you how he wouldn't care if something happens to you.

You didn't understand,mate bond it's supposed to make mates love each other, protect each other,but this bond was different and you didn't know why.

You felt alone,sitting in the bathroom with your head on your knees,tears falling down your face trying to think how he keep you away from your life,family and friends just to hate you.How hypocrite he was.

Your eyes were red from crying,and your nails were almost bleeding from biting them.

You knew how he could hear you crying,how he could hear your heart beat increase because of anxiety,but of course,it was nothing to him.

And you can just be sorry,for messing up his life but also sorry to yourself, for loving him.

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adhd-alec · 2 years

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incorrect quotes w/ the volturi members

Please do not copy these x

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Felix watching the news: someone tried fighting a squid at the aquarium today!

Felix: who in hell would do that

demitri walking through the door covered in ink: Well if the squid would stop being a dick i wouldn’t have fought it!

aro: do you have any bodies in your closet

caius: do you mean literally or figuratively?

aro: the fact that I have to specify

Marcus: i'm not surprised anymore

(name): are we fighting or flirting?

Alec: I'm literally pinning you against the wall by your neck??

(name): your point is?

Felix finally gets off of duty thinking he will get to cuddle with his partner

alec and (name) playing monopoly

(name): WHERE'S MY MONEY?!

alec: I DON’T OWE YOU SHIT!

felix: Oh my god, my partner is a literal child *walks off*

(name) coming in the hall panting : im here

aro: where is dimitri (name)?

dimitri bursting through the doors panting

dimitri: SHE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS

(name): NO I DIDN’T, YOU PULLED ME DOWN BY THE HAIR!

aro: *sighs* They never grow up

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alecvolturiswifeforever · 2 months

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Aftercare with Alec | A.V x Reader

warnings: implications of smut, not proofread thoroughly sooo..

a/n: this is old old old BUT i eventually wanna do a cute little aftercare moment with the others (eventually)

ʚɞ

“Amore, stay still… let’s get you cleaned up hm.” As he shifts to stand you flip yourself to face him, glistening tears threatening to fall as you whimper loudly at the thought of him leaving. You weren’t quite with it, still recovering from the waves of pleasure you had experienced moments ago. He hushes you with a soft stroke of his hand on your back.

“Sweet girl, i’ll only be a moment… just to the bathroom and back.”

You nod hesitantly, and he moves with haste into the bathroom to grab a towel, quickly making his way back to you.

“I cannot allow my mate to be uncomfortable after being such a good girl for me now, can I?” He smirked as your face heated, avoiding his eye. He would always jump onto the opportunity to tease you.

He presses a kiss to your hair as he stands to place the towel in the hamper, sauntering back over and climbing up onto the bed, lifting you right into his arms and facing him on his lap. You settled against him instantly.

“You okay, sweet face?” A stream of kisses are pressed to your forehead, Alec grabbing the shirt he had been wearing previously (before you had tugged it off of him hastily during your rendezvous) and pulling it over your head, rolling the sleeves up.

“Mmm..?” You look up at him, glistening eyes staring into his crimson ones, his heart melting at the look you are giving him. You mumble softly “So good..”

He chuckles, leaning forward to kiss your cheek, nose, forehead before finally pressing his lips to yours softly.

“You okay, love?” You repeat in a whisper in between your giggles. He hums in response, tickling your sides, eliciting a few louder giggles from you before he responds. “I am absolutely perfect.”

You settle against him once again, wrapping your arms around him and whining when he doesn’t reciprocate.

“You need to drink some water first, il mio cuore” He demands and you pout.

He chuckles as he reaches for the water bottle on your bedside table, unscrewing it and moving it up to your lips. You look at him stubbornly and he raises his brow at you.

“Y/N” He speaks sternly, bumping the opening of the bottle against your bottom lip “Drink.”

You huff and lift your shaking hands around the plastic bottle. He continues to hold the bottom as you gulp down the cool liquid, breathing deeply as you pull away to take a breath.

“You’re shaking, darling.” He smooths a hand over your thigh comfortingly, tracing over the already forming bruises he’d managed to leave, his predatory side practically drooling at the sight.

“Is’ fine” You shrug.

“That’s it baby, good girl.” He smiles lovingly at you while you take a final gulp. You pull the bottle from your lips again, this time allowing him to take it. He screws the cap back on, placing it in its original place, pulling you close and finally allowing you to snuggle into him and get comfortable. You lay between his legs feeling fingers begin to caress and massage your scalp.

“Love you…” You mumble incoherently, drowsy and practically asleep already. Alec chuckles deeply.

“I love you too, angel. Sleep well.”

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kiiwiigii · 5 months

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Reputation pt. ii

Pt. One | Three - Coming Soon

Alec x Fem!Reader

Summary: After a surprising turn of events during your outing with Alec, things get even hotter on the way home.

Warnings:

NSFW 18+

Smut

Dom/Sub

Overstimulation

Masturbation

Stomach deformation

Not super proofread, we die like men... also I'm lazy.

Word Count: 1.3k+

Requested?: For Kinktober!

Eager and obedient overstimulation with Alec for kinktober😳

A/N: Sorry it's taking me forever, but I am slowly making my way through everything.

"Don't get too comfortable, amore." His hands pushed the skirt of my dress back up in a gentle caress.

I whined a little and he gave my thigh a light slap, leaning over to whisper in my ear.

"Keep those thighs open, Y/N. I'm far from through with you yet."

My heart leaped at his words and it had me widening my legs of their own accord. Fuck. This was ridiculous. What on earth made him think that I could handle another orgasm? Maybe he wasn't thinking-

I sucked in a soft breath as Alec's hand ghosted up my thigh, slowly, teasingly, before coming to rest at the junction where my thighs met my pussy. My back arched, a needy moan slipping from between my lips.

Ok. Maybe it was me who wasn't thinking.

"Show me what you want me to do to you, darling."

I blinked up at him confusedly, still in a haze from earlier. "What?"

He smirked at me before turning his head to look back out at the road, his hand still rubbing teasingly along the edges of my cunt.

"I need to keep both hands on the wheel. Safety first."

Safety first? Bullshi-

He slapped my thigh again and I jerked, a yelp followed by another moan escaped me.

"Show. Me. What. You. Want."

What I wanted was that cock in my pussy but we couldn't very well do that while he was driving.

...I don't think.

I gulped, my hand slowly traveling down to my slick folds and running my fingers through to gather the creamy wetness still there. I blushed hotly when I realized that it was both his cum and my own mixed together.

Alec raised a brow at me as he took in my reaction and I looked away, instead choosing to focus back on what my fingers were doing.

Finally, after a bit of teasing and making sure that my fingers were nice and thoroughly wet, I began to circle the little bundle of nerves that had me arching my back yet again.

"That's my girl."

The words sent another pulse straight down between my legs. Alec's hand went back to the steering wheel, glancing between the road and the little show that I was putting on for him. I gave a small whimper at the loss of contact but I didn't dare stop. My clit was sensitive to the point of painful, but it felt too good to stop.

I should be embarrassed, but for some odd reason I was even more turned on whenever I felt his eyes on me. Leaning the seat back a little, I let my other hand explore, running up my midriff to cup my breast, pinching and pulling my nipple teasingly.

"Alec." I moaned his name softly.

Enticingly.

If he wanted to play then fine, I would play. I was making it my new goal to get him to pull over and fuck me until I couldn't walk. And by the way his hands clenched around the steering wheel, I could tell it was working.

The heat was starting to pool low now, coming to a head as I circled my nub a little faster. A cool hand circled around my thigh, wrenching my legs wide open before I had even realized that I had begun to close them.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

My moans turned into panting, and from there whimpers. I could feel the wet tracks of tears cascading down my cheeks. Before I knew it, I was flying over the edge again with a cry, my back arching off of the seat.

There was a sudden jerk as the car swerved and came to a stop. I blinked, heart racing as I tried to figure out what exactly was happening. My car door suddenly whipped open with a screech and I jumped in surprise.

"Out." Alec hissed from between clenched teeth.

I blinked, my brain trying to catch up to my current situation.

"Y/N. Get. Out. Now."

The sound of my name knocked me out of my daze, and I scrambled to climb out of the car, Alec's hand steadying me until my legs cleared the threshold.

"Fuck." Alec groaned as he pushed me over the hood, his fingers sinking into my wet core.

I gasped, back arching. Alec caught me by my throat, keeping my back arched and burying his face into my shoulder, his fingers pumping into me furiously. It was less than a matter of minutes before I could feel my tight heat clenching around his fingers.

"That's it baby girl," the fingers at my throat tightened ever so slightly. "Cum again for me."

"Alec." I panted. "Please."

He added another finger before curling them against my sweet spot. The heat pooling in my belly snapped yet again, and he held me against him, my legs giving out from under me.

There was no time for reprieve. I barely had time to register the cooled heat of the car's hood against my skin before I felt him sinking into me, his cock stretching me out in a sweet burn that had me crying in desperation and frustration. I could barely stand the idea of continuing, but I'd be damned if I wasn't going to cum on his cock again.

"Perfect." Alec grunted as he slammed into me deeper, and I let out a small yelp in surprise. "Fuck, you're still tight."

"Alec, please."

The heat was building up yet again. The coil of pleasure pulling tighter and tighter with every stroke of his cock. He wove his hand into my hair, yanking me back until I was flush against him, pausing mid-stroke.

What-

"You look so pretty when you beg, darling." Alec nipped at my ear, his other hand splaying out over the lower half of my tummy.

With a start I realized that his cock was so big that it was creating a bulge in my belly. I gasped, stunned, heat shooting straight through me, hitting me so fast and hard that I nearly came on his cock right then and there.

How had I not noticed that the first time?

I gaped, staring down with wide eyes.

"Tell me, sweetling. How desperate are you for this cock?"

I moaned, half delirious and completely desperate. Alec rocked his hips teasingly, letting the bulge in my belly disappear before slowly distending yet again.

"Well?"

"Please." I whined. "Please fuck me, Alec."

I squeezed my pussy around him, urging him to continue. He leaned in, his hips beginning a slow bit steady rhythm, his thrusts causing him to hit harder and deeper.

"That's it, Y/N. Cum for me."

I let out a whine, my pussy fluttering around his cock as I felt the edges of my orgasm draw near. Finally, the delicious wave of my orgasm swept through me as the fine line of pleasure roiling in me snapped. I came with another cry, my body arching back into him yet again.

"You look absolutely gorgeous when you come on my cock." Alec murmured as he helped me ride out my orgasm, and then following himself shortly after with a hiss.

I could feel his cool seed dripping down my thighs when he finally pulled out, and I nearly collapsed as he pulled away.

"I got you." He murmured into my hair, his hands coming up to steady me before helping me back into the car.

His cool hand cupped my face, forcing me to look at him. His red eyes scanned me from head to toe, looking for what I didn't know. Whatever he saw seemed to satisfy him well enough.

"Are you okay?"

I blinked at him in surprise. Apparently I was going to be doing that a lot more than I realized today. I nodded, my hand coming up to cover his.

"Yes." I breathed softly, closing my eyes and leaning into his caress. "That was perfect."

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daystar-by-jacqui-natla · 10 months

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3. AN OFFER

SILENCE.

The unavoidable nothingness that surrounded us. A quiet that was deafening. The silence was the void that could only be broken by a noise which shatters it like glass.

I never thought that a single sentence could change the whole place. The whole atmosphere is from a pleasant family time to a grim reaper approaching to end them. Joseph's words triggered my vision. It felt like it was happening yesterday. I remembered the black fog advancing toward me. The glint of their ruby eyes among the fog and the shine of their sharp teeth as the white gleamed from it.

I wanted to let out my shield and circle it around us and our home, to hide from plain sight, to make us invisible. But I couldn't even move my body. Describing myself as stone may be an overstatement. More like a statue. For the first time in my newborn life, I felt cold.

"All of them?" Alana asked fearfully.

"Not all," Joseph replied, shaking his head. "Just four."

"That doesn't sound bad," Ethan commented, trying to sound relaxed.

Simon rose his hand to him, quietening him. "Who's the four?" he questioned further.

"Jane, Alec, Felix and Demetri," Joseph said.

My gold eyes widened as I slowly turned my head to Ethan. "That doesn't sound bad, right?" I repeated his words, gritting my teeth.

Ethan's face cringed. "I take that back. That does sound bad. Very bad."

"Why?" Alana whispered to himself. "How?"

"When?" Simon whispered.

"Why?" Leah echoed.

"When?" Simon repeated in a voice like splintering ice.

Joseph's eyes didn't blink, but it was as if a veil covered them; they became perfectly blank. Only his mouth held into a thin line.

"Not long," he replied. "Little more than an hour."

"Where's Mum and Dad?" I enquired worriedly. "And Rhona?"

"They're sorting out the upstairs. Trying to get rid of the wet dog smell." Joseph's face quivered as his gaze focused on Leah and rose his right hand to her. "No offence."

"None was taken," Leah grimaced.

"Why would they come to us?" Ethan was the one to ask this time.

Leah answered. "Joseph could be right about me. Maybe it's—."

"This isn't about you," Joseph said hollowly. "However, it might be best if you leave the manor and hide in the woods for now. To hide your scent."

"But..." Leah said softly and looked at Ethan. "You know it's—."

"It's just temporary. They're coming now."

"But why?" Ethan said again. "We've done nothing! And if we had, what could we possibly do that would bring this down on us?"

"We don't know," Joseph said. "But we need to be extra cautious now." He turned his head over to Leah. "Go and hide. I'll tell you when they're gone."

Leah nodded and Joseph, Simon and Alana left the kitchen, getting everything prepared for their arrival. I glanced at them as they stared at each other. I could tell they were in love, and it was more than spending time with each other. It was the way they looked at each other. The glowing golden eyes lock with the dark brown eyes. Leah was smitten by him and Ethan was falling head over heels for her. I recalled Ethan yelling for her when she got hurt and fell on his knees, wrapping his arms around her. He was already prepared to protect her even though she was the one protecting him from any harm.

Ethan's hand caressed her hand and kissed her forehead. "Stay safe out there," he whispered.

"It's you that needs to be safe," Leah replied.

"Hey, I don't mean to be horrible," I interrupted their sweet moment. "But can you hurry up before the vampire mafia comes?!"

Leah gave him a quick kiss on his cheek before leaving the kitchen through the back door. Ethan and I raced silently up to reach the living room. Many thoughts were processed in my mind. Why would they come to us? Did we knowingly or unknowingly break one of their laws? Did one of their uncovered agents spotted me and discovered that I'm the maxima?

This was the one time I hoped none of them would be the reason why.

It might turn into one of the worst nights to have ever happened. For a start, it was raining. Not so long ago, in the little town of Forks, I would have counted rain a delightful luxury, but not now. It pelted down, hammering against the ground like a two-year-old having a temper tantrum, drenching the trees' tossing branches and shining greasily on the paved streets. Thunder prowled the rooftop, stabbing the aerial and isolating the chimney.

The only sound heard in the living area was the ticking of the grandfather clock. The repeated tick-tock disturbed the quietude of the living room as we sat around the table. At any moment, the guards could be standing right outside our door. Hopefully, Leah's scent would be gone by now. There was anxiety among us as we waited for them.

"How far?" Dad asked.

"Not long," Joseph replied. "About three seconds."

And as if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Dad rose from his seat, away from Mum and me, and arrived at the door. When the door swung open and his face met the four dark figures, I also knew he had been anxious to see them again. As Dad stood there, I spotted the dark cloaks being drenched with the rain – the suggestion of the red glows betraying its owners.

Jane, Alec, Felix and Demetri, the four most dangerous guards in the Volturi, and the reasons this may be the worst night of my eternal life.

"Hello..." Dad greeted his old acquaintances. "Come in, come in." His gold eyes gleamed, darting up and down the guards as he ushered them inside.

But they were quick to not let him usher them. Jane and Alec were in the black long-sleeved cloak; they pulled down their hoods, revealing their hair (Jane had blonde hair while Alec's hair was dark). Felix and Demetri were in dark grey cloaks with their hoods already down.

"Nice place you've got," Demetri commented, his red eyes scanning the living room, then his nose flared. "Same about the smell."

"Spring cleaning," Dad was quick to respond. "We were in the middle of it."

"Lovely little family you've got, Gabriel," Jane said in her put-on sweet voice.

"I didn't think you would have a coven after what you did," Felix said with a dark chuckle. "I always thought you were living in a cave."

Dad's chalky face grimaced as he turned his back. "I'm just blessed," he whispered but it was loud enough for them to hear him; he grabbed onto Mum's hand and looked back at his former acquaintances.

Felix let out a sneering chuckle. "Why would you introduce your coven members to us?"

And he did. One by one, Dad told them our names but never mentioned our gifts.

I noticed the silence and looked at the guards. Their unawareness of my presence seemed so obvious to me. They didn't talk for a moment while I glared at the guards; the rage slowly rose inside me.

I couldn't help it. The memory seared across my mind, as sharply and clearly as though I was back in the forest and seeing them for the first time.

"Impressive," Jane said. "I've never seen a coven escape an assault of this magnitude intact."

"We were lucky," Carlisle replied.

"I doubt that."

"It appears we missed an entertaining fight," Alec said, standing by his twin sister.

"Yes," she answered him. "It's not often we're rendered unnecessary."

"If you'd arrived a half-hour ago, you would've fulfilled your purpose," Edward said to her.

"Pity." Jane stared at him. Then she saw Bree crouching by the fire and smiled. "You missed one."

"We offered her asylum in exchange for her surrender," stated Carlisle for Bree's current situation.

"That wasn't yours to offer," abruptly said Jane.

As Jane moved to Bree, I saw Esme shoot Carlisle a concerned look. Carlisle subtly shook his head.

"Why did you come?" she asked but before the newborn could answer, Bree screamed in agony and fell to the grass.

Bella flinched but I didn't. I was used to seeing other newborns in pain. Esme quickly stepped up.

"They came to destroy us – to kill Bella," Esme spoke, begging her to stop, but Jane ignored her.

Jane continued her torture, enjoying it. "Who created you?"

Bree screamed at the pain, making me feel this... What was it? Remorse. Pity. Anger.

"You don't need to do that," Esme said. "She'll tell you anything you want to know."

"I know." Jane voiced no care at all.

Jane was hurting her with her mind. She was responsible for her pain. Carlisle puts a hand on Esme's shoulder and Bree's screaming briefly stopped; finally. Jane waited for an answer.

"I don't know," replied Bree. "Riley wouldn't tell us. He said our thoughts weren't safe."

She was right. Jane zapped Bree again. I think Esme was about to say something.

"Her name was Victoria," answered Edward. "Perhaps you knew her."

Bree's pain abruptly ceased. Jane looked at Edward with an innocent smile, that was somehow unnerving. The other three Volturi were suddenly positioned behind Jane. We didn't even see them move. Bella planted herself firmly at Edward's side. The air was tense. This could turn bad, fast. Carlisle interceded with great and purposeful calm.

"Edward," Carlisle said. "If the Volturi knew Victoria, they would've stopped her. Isn't that right, Jane?"

Jane just stared at Carlisle. A long wait. She replied: "Of course. Felix."

Felix moved to Bree.

"She didn't know what she was doing," Esme spoke loudly and Jane stopped Felix from walking forward. "We'll take responsibility for her. Give her a chance."

"The Volturi don't give second chances," said Jane. "Keep that in mind. Caius will be interested to know that she's still human."

"The date is set," Bella spoke.

Jane was ever so slightly taken aback by Bella's confidence. Her look lingered on Bella. Edward stood ready to defend her. But Jane turned back to Felix.

"Take care of that, Felix," commanded Jane. "I'd like to go home."

Felix marched forward to the newborn and, with his enormous strength, easily tore Bree from limb to limb. Her scream quickly ceased, though the metallic screeching sound continued. My heart ached as I watched Bree die. Felix picked up the limbs and threw them into the flames.

"Thank you, Felix. Until next time."

Bree's death welled from my shattered mind, and I felt the self-mastery I had begun to reclaim vibrating like a bowstring drawn beyond safe tension.

"Enough talk," Joseph said, folding his arms. "Why are you really here for? It's not for a little get-together."

Felix's mouth twitched. He was about to take a step forward until Jane stretched her slim right arm out, blocking him. He retreated into his still-standing position as the little vampire girl looked back at Dad.

"To help us, Gabriel. I need you and your coven to do something for us."

"Go on."

"We've been struggling to find the vampire named Joham," Alec said, joining in the conversation. "No sign of him anywhere. And with the human females mysteriously disappearing, we believe that they're connected."

Joham? Women vanishing from the world?

I recalled the confrontation. Thanks to Alice and Jasper, Nahuel and his aunt came forward and informed them of his father's works. But they had nothing to do with Dad, or us. It took all my willpower to stay in my chair, my mask firmly in place. "Why should we care?"

"Because this is unlike anything that has ever happened before!" Dimitri's voice rose yet composed, gesturing out of the window as a flash of lightning threw his shadow into bold relief. "Humans have been spreading the news about their disappearances. Like what happened with—."

Like the newborn army from Seattle. That was what he was going to say until Demetri stopped himself.

"You've dealt with worse, yet you can't handle this!" I nearly spat the words, rising to my feet.

"Violet," Dad hushed.

"Are you questioning our effectiveness?" Felix asked, releasing a small growl at me.

He was trying to scare me, which didn't work.

"She's not questioning anything, Felix," Dad answered, stepping in front of him but Felix was still towering over him. "She's just wondering what you all want us to do exactly."

"We want you to find Joham and destroy him," Jane finally explained. "You can do whatever you want to the halfbreeds."

Halfbreeds. The horrible way to call a hybrid.

"And that's all?" Dad asked, considering it (actually considering it).

"That's all," Jane nodded.

Dad stood absolutely still and then lowered his head. He must be thinking about this offer they gave.

"He is," I heard Joseph whispering behind me. "He might agree to do it."

Then, Dad nodded.

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The Witch Twin (Alec V. x OC) Preface, Introduction, & Chapter 1

Summary: When I thought about my future, I was sure that I had the rest of my life vaguely planned out.

Then, my older sister moved up from Arizona to stay with us — and turned my entire life upside down.

I had no idea just how bad it had gotten until I was standing in a castle in Italy, convinced that I was about to die.

Length: 3.7K words (Complete fic 71.8K words)

Fic warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, death, explicit smut (M/F), referenced/implied past child abuse, emotional manipulation by sibling

Chapter warnings: None

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PREFACE

You are the kindest thing

that ever happened to me,

even if that is not how our tale is told.

When everyone else told me I was

destined to be a forgotten nymph

that nurtured flowers and turn meadows gold,

you saw that the ichor that resides in me

demanded its own throne.

You showed me

how a love like ours can turn

even the darkest, coldest realm

into the happiest of homes.

- Nikita Gill

INTRODUCTION

When I thought about my future, I was sure that I had the rest of my life vaguely planned out.

I would graduate from Forks High School in three years, then go to college in Seattle, or maybe Tacoma or Spokane — far enough away from Forks that I could truly start my own life but close enough to visit Charlie every weekend so he wouldn’t be lonely. I would finish my degree — which would probably be something in the sciences or maybe the arts — then I would start my career in my chosen field.

I would eventually find someone that I would want to spend the rest of my life with, someone I loved and who loved me just as much. We would probably get married at some point and maybe even have a kid or two down the road. I would come back to Forks every so often to visit my father with my family. It was always so easy to envision myself and my father and my family sitting in the living room, laughing and eating and watching some sports game on the TV. I thought that it was inevitable that I would always spend my holidays exactly like that — happy and surrounded by the people that I loved the most.

Then, my older sister moved up from Arizona to stay with us — and turned my entire life upside down.

I had no idea just how bad it had gotten until I was standing in a castle in Italy, convinced that I was about to die.

1. CONFESSIONS

Bella was waiting for me and Charlie at the front door when we finally made it home from the hospital. I was holding our father’s hand, trying to give him some sort of comfort as he tried to cope with the sudden loss of one of his closest friends, Harry Clearwater.

Bella wrapped her arms around his waist as soon as he was close enough. Dad pulled his hand away from mine to hug her tightly. I glanced down at the ground, swallowing down my emotions once again.

‘Charlie had a rough day,’ I reminded myself. ‘He didn’t mean to snub me by pulling his hand away.’

“I’m sorry about Harry, Dad,” Bella murmured.

“I’m really going to miss him,” he said.

“How’s Sue doing?”

Charlie sighed deeply and said, “She seems dazed, like she hasn’t grasped it yet. Sam’s staying with her. . . . Those poor kids. Leah’s just a year older than you, and Seth is only fourteen. . . .”

He kept his arm around Bella as he started towards the door again. I followed behind them silently.

“Um, Dad?” Bella began nervously. “You’ll never guess who’s here.”

Charlie and I both looked at Bella, then glanced around the street. Just as I spotted the shiny, black Mercedes parked a little down the street, a soft, high-pitched voice floated out of my house and raised the hair on the back of my neck.

“Hi, Charlie, Eve. I’m sorry I came at such a bad time.”

“Alice Cullen?” Charlie said. I glared at the pixie-like girl, my hands curling into fists as Charlie asked in amazement, “Alice, is that you?”

“It’s me. I was in the neighborhood.”

“Is Carlisle–”

“No, I’m alone.”

I clenched my jaw. My nails were digging into the palms of my hands so hard that I wondered if they would draw blood.

“She can stay here, can’t she?” Bella pleaded, looking up at Charlie and drawing my glare towards her. “I already asked her to.”

“Of course. We’d love to have you, Alice,” Charlie answered.

I scoffed and brushed past all three of them to finally head into the house. I could hear Alice say from outside, “Thank you, Charlie. I know it’s horrid timing.”

“No, it’s fine, really,” Charlie assured her as I began to climb the stairs and they moved inside. “I’m going to be really busy doing what I can for Harry’s family. It will be nice for the girls to have some company.”

Tears gathered in my eyes as I walked into my room and closed the door behind me.

What the hell was Bella thinking? Or Alice, or Charlie for that matter? They had to know that Alice Cullen was only going to stay for one night, maybe two, and then she would leave again. There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that once she did leave, Bella was going to be destroyed and Charlie and I would be left to pick up her broken pieces yet again. My sister and father might still have soft spots for Alice, but I didn’t trust any of the Cullens anymore, not after how they had treated Bella.

I still didn’t understand how they could treat her so horribly. How could they all just disappear one day and not even return her calls or emails? How could Edward leave my sister out in the woods after breaking up with her? How could he leave without making sure that she at least made it back to the house safely?

How could any of them claim to have ever loved or cared about her at all?

After taking a quick shower the next morning, I walked downstairs to find Alice sitting with Charlie in the kitchen while he attempted to make breakfast. I leaned back against the counter beside him, watching warily as he poked the bacon frying in the pan.

Alice asked quietly, “How bad was it?”

I shot her a nasty look as Charlie sighed and said, “Real bad.”

“Tell me about it. I want to know exactly what happened when we left.”

I looked down at my sock-clad feet as I crossed my arms securely over my chest. I tried to control my breathing as I blinked back tears.

Charlie hesitated before he spoke. “I’ve never felt so hopeless. I didn’t know what to do — neither of us did. That first week. . . . I thought I was going to have to hospitalize her. She wouldn’t eat or drink, she wouldn’t move. Dr. Gerandy was throwing around words like ‘catatonic,’ but I didn’t let him up to see her. I was afraid it would scare her.”

“She snapped out of it, though?” Alice asked.

“I was going to have Renée come to take her to Florida. I just didn’t want to be the one . . . if she had to go to a hospital or something,” Charlie explained. “I hoped being with her mother would help. But when she heard her mother was on her way and we started packing her clothes, she woke up with a vengeance. I’ve never seen Bella throw a fit like that. She was never one for tantrums, but boy did she fly into a fury. . . . She threw her clothes everywhere and screamed that we couldn’t make her leave . . . and then she finally started crying. I thought that would be the turning point. I didn’t argue when she insisted on staying here . . . and she did seem to get better at first. . . .”

“But?” Alice prompted when he trailed off.

He sighed. “She went back to school and work, she ate and slept and did her homework. She answered when someone asked her a direct question. . . . But she was . . . empty. Her eyes were blank. There were lots of little things — she wouldn’t listen to music anymore. I found a bunch of CDs broken in the trash. She didn’t read, she wouldn’t be in the same room when the TV was on, not that she watched it so much before. I finally figured it out . . . she was avoiding everything that might remind her of . . . him.”

I dug my fingernails into my arms at the mere mention of Edward. My hatred for him had soaked into every cell of my body after the way he had destroyed my sister. Somehow, I just knew that he knew how depressed Bella would get if he left her. He just didn’t care.

“We could hardly talk,” Charlie continued. “Eve and I were so worried about saying something that would upset her — the littlest things would make her flinch — and she never volunteered anything. She would just answer if I asked her something. . . . She was alone all the time, even with us here. She didn’t call her friends back, and after a while, they stopped calling. It was night of the living dead around here. I still hear her screaming in her sleep. . . .”

My chest tightened as Bella’s tortured screams echoed through my mind. Tears pricked my eyes and I blinked them back once again. Bella’s nightmares had been the singular most horrid thing about the Cullens leaving. It was as if their disappearance from Forks had traumatized her more than anything else ever could.

“I’m so sorry, Charlie,” Alice said.

I bit back the acidic comment I wanted to spit at her as my father replied, “It’s not your fault. You were always a good friend to her.”

I scoffed, quietly enough that Charlie couldn’t hear me.

Alice’s eyes flickered towards me for a moment before she looked back at Charlie. She said, “She seems better now, though.”

“Yeah,” he agreed. “Ever since she started hanging out with Jacob Black, I’ve noticed a real improvement. She has some color in her cheeks when she comes home, some light in her eyes. She’s happier. . . . He’s Eve’s age, so he’s a year younger than her, and I know Bella used to think of him as a friend, but I think maybe it’s something more now, or headed that direction, anyway. Right, Eve?”

I gave him a small smile and said placatingly, “Yeah, maybe.”

But the moment he looked away, my smile disappeared. It was a wistful dream. It was true that there seemed to be something between them, but the one thing I had learned during this whole nightmare was that Edward would always hold Bella’s heart in his hands, no matter how much he hurt her. I hated him for it.

“Jake’s old for his years,” Charlie said, almost defensively. “He’s taken care of his father physically the way Bella took care of her mother emotionally. It matured him. He’s a good-looking kid, too — takes after his mom’s side. He’s good for Bella, you know.”

“Then it’s good she has him.”

Charlie sighed and I could almost see the way his façade crumbled at Alice’s words.

“Okay, so I guess that’s overstating things. I don’t know — even with Jacob, now and then I see something in her eyes, and I wonder if I’ve ever grasped how much pain she’s really in. It’s not normal, Alice, and it . . . it frightens me. Not normal at all. Not like someone . . . left her, but like someone died.”

My heart throbbed painfully in my chest when I heard Charlie’s voice crack. He had never been a very emotional man, so hearing the strain in his voice hurt me. Gently and wordlessly, I nudged him away from the stove and took over cooking breakfast myself. Charlie said nothing, but the way his hand lingered on mine for a few moments conveyed his appreciation better than his words could have.

“I don’t know if she’s going to get over it. . . . I’m not sure if it’s in her nature to heal from something like this. She’s always been such a constant little thing. She doesn’t get past things, changer her mind,” he said.

“She’s one of a kind,” Alice agreed. I threw a glare at her over my shoulder, even though I wasn’t quite sure why her comment bothered me so much.

“And Alice,” Charlie hesitated, then said, “Now, you know how fond I am of you, and I can tell that she’s happy to see you, but . . . I’m a little worried about what your visit will do to her.”

“So am I, Charlie, so am I,” she sighed. “I wouldn’t have come if I’d had any idea. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, honey. Who knows? maybe it will be good for her.”

“I hope you’re right.”

I shook my head, choosing to remain silent. Of course Alice’s visit wouldn’t be good for Bella. Alice would eventually leave and shatter the few delicate parts of Bella that had somehow managed to heal.

“Alice, I have to ask you something.”

I glanced at Charlie as I began to plate his breakfast. Alice said, “Go ahead.”

“He’s not coming back to visit, too, is he?”

Charlie sounded about as furious as I felt. I knew our rage had to be on nearly the same level. I didn’t think either of us would hesitate to rip Edward a new one if he dared to show his face around here again.

“He doesn’t even know I’m here. The last time I spoke with him, he was in South America.”

I scoffed openly this time and Charlie snorted. I placed his plate in front of him as he commented bitterly, “That’s something, at least. Well I hope he’s enjoying himself.”

Alice tensed and replied steelily, “I wouldn’t make assumptions.”

I had been reading a book upstairs when I heard the shouting. I quickly set my book aside and rushed downstairs. I followed the noise to the living room, where I found Bella, Alice, and Jacob Black. My wide eyes glanced between them, watching as Jacob shouted profanities at Alice, who was ignoring him, a strange look of horror and determination etched onto her face. Bella looked horrified, even more so than when she had the nightmares that made her wake up screaming.

“What’s going on?” I asked worriedly.

“Alice?” Bella said weakly. “What happened?”

“I don’t know!” Alice exclaimed. “What is he thinking?”

She pulled a cellphone from her handbag. My jaw dropped as I watched her dial a number so quickly that her fingers blurred together. How in the hell was it even possible for her to move that fast?

“Rose, I need to talk to Carlisle now. . . . Fine, as soon as he’s back. No, I’ll be on a plane. Look, have you heard anything from Edward?”

As Rosalie Cullen answered Alice’s question, the tiny girl’s face grew more and more appalled by the second. The phone shook in her hand. I looked at Bella, hoping that she would notice my confusion and explain what was happening, but her eyes were locked onto Alice.

“Why? Why would you do that, Rosalie?” A silent moment passed, then Alice spoke again, “Well, you’re wrong on both counts, though, Rosalie, so that would be a problem, don’t you think? Yes, that’s right. She’s absolutely fine . . . I was wrong. . . . It’s a long story. . . . But you’re wrong about that part, too, that’s why I’m calling. . . . Yes, that’s exactly what I saw. . . . It’s a bit late for that, Rose. Save your remorse for someone who believes it.”

She snapped the phone shut and turned back towards Bella.

Bella said, “Alice, Alice, Carlisle is back, though. He called just before–”

“How long ago?”

“Half a minute before you showed up.”

“What did he say?”

“I didn’t talk to him.”

Alice and Bella turned expectantly towards Jacob, and I mirrored them. He flinched, but he didn’t move away from Bella’s side. My mind was whirling, trying to understand what was happening — or what had happened. Nothing about this made sense.

“He asked for Charlie, and I told him Charlie wasn’t here,” Jacob muttered.

“Is that everything?” Alice demanded coldly.

“Then he hung up on me.”

Bella said in a soft voice, “You told him Charlie was at the funeral.”

Alice’s head snapped towards my sister. “What were his exact words?”

“He said, ‘He’s not here,’ and when Carlisle asked where Charlie was, Jacob said, ‘At the funeral.’”

Alice moaned in pain and fell to her knees. I took a step back in shock, glancing between her and Bella and Jacob in confusion.

“Tell me, Alice,” Bella whispered.

“That wasn’t Carlisle on the phone.”

“Are you calling me a liar?” Jacob snarled. Alice ignored him, her unblinking gaze locked on Bella’s face as she explained, “It was Edward. He thinks you’re dead.”

Bella sighed as she relaxed. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Why would Edward think that Bella was dead? Why was Alice so clearly distraught? Why was Bella suddenly so calm about this?

“Rosalie told him I killed myself, didn’t she?”

“Yes. In her defense, she did believe it. They rely on my sight far too much for something that works so imperfectly. But for her to track him down to tell him this! Didn’t she realize — or care?”

“And when Edward called here, he thought Jacob meant my funeral.”

“You’re not upset,” Alice whispered.

“Well, it’s rotten timing, but it will all get straightened out,” Bella replied. “The next time he calls, someone will tell him what really. . . .”

She trailed off, her brown eyes widening slightly as she took in the genuine horror on Alice’s face.

“Bella, Edward won’t call again,” Alice said slowly. “He believed her.”

“I don’t understand,” Bella said, her voice so quiet that I could only barely make out the words.

“He’s going to Italy.”

For a single moment, everything seemed to be frozen. No one moved or spoke. Then, Bella shrieked, “NO! No! No, no, no! He can’t! He can’t do that!”

“He made up his mind as soon as your friend confirmed that it was too late to save you.”

“But he — he left! He didn’t want me anymore! What difference does it make now? He knew I would die sometime!”

Alice said quietly, “I don’t think he ever planned to outlive you by long.”

“How dare he!” Bella screamed, jumping to her feet. Jacob stood up beside her, attempting to put himself between her and Alice. “Oh, get out of the way, Jacob!” She elbowed her way around him and begged Alice, “What do we do? Can’t we call him? Can Carlisle?”

She shook her head. “That was the first thing I tried. He left his phone in a trash can in Rio — someone answered it.”

“You said before we had to hurry. Hurry how? Let’s do it, whatever it is!”

“Bella, I-I don’t think I can ask you to. . . .”

“Ask me!”

Alice put her hands on Bella’s shoulders, her voice deadly serious as she spoke. “We may already be too late. I saw him going to the Volturi — and asking to die. It all depends on what they choose. I can’t see that until they make a decision. But if they say no, and they might — Aro is fond of Carlisle, and wouldn’t want to offend him — Edward has a backup plan. They’re very protective of their city. If Edward does something to upset the peace, he thinks they’ll act to stop him. And he’s right. They will.”

Bella just stared at Alice for a moment. Her jaw was clenched, her expression seemingly frustrated.

“So, if they agree to grant his favor, we’re too late. If they say no, and he comes up with a plan to offend them quickly enough, we’re too late. If he gives into his more theatrical tendencies — we might have time. . . . Let’s go!”

“Listen, Bella!” Alice exclaimed. “Whether we are on time or not, we will be in the heart of the Volturi city. I will be considered his accomplice if he is successful. You will be a human who not only knows too much, but also smells too good. There’s a very good chance that they will eliminate us all — though in your case, it won’t be punishment so much as dinnertime.”

“This is what’s keeping us here?” Bella asked. “I’ll go alone if you’re afraid.”

“I’m only afraid of getting you killed.”

“I almost get myself killed on a daily basis! Tell me what I need to do!”

“You write a note to Charlie. I’ll call the airlines.”

“STOP!” I yelled. All three of them turned towards me, their eyes wide as if they had forgotten that I was even in the room with them. “What the fuck is going on? What are you talking about? Bella, you can’t just go to Italy!”

“There’s no time–”

I cut Alice off, “I’m not letting you take my sister all the way to Italy, where you said that she is probably going to die unless you tell me what is really going on!”

“The Cullens are vampires,” Bella said. My eyes widened and I opened my mouth to speak, but Bella rambled on before I could say a single word. “I’ve known about them and what they are since Edward and I got close last year. . . . The Volturi are like their government, or royalty, or something in between, I’m not really sure. They have laws that all vampires are supposed to follow, like not letting humans know that vampires exist. . . . Edward thinks I’m dead because Alice saw me jump off the cliff — oh, yeah, some vampires have special powers, so that’s how Alice can see the future. Edward is going to ask the Volturi to kill him. . . . I need to go. I need to save him, Eve.”

“Bella–”

“Eve, I can’t lose him!” she insisted, tears in her eyes. Her lip trembled and her voice broke as she begged, “Please, please, just this once put yourself in my shoes and help me.”

I flinched at her words and my heart stung sharply in my chest. These past few months, my whole life had revolved around helping my sister. But, like always, I pushed aside my own feelings and swallowed my thoughts in order to help my family.

“Fine,” I sighed. “But, I’m going with you. I’m not letting you do this by yourself.”

“No,” Alice insisted, shaking her head. “It’s too risky.”

I glared at her. “Either I’m coming with you, or I’ll call Charlie home from work right now.”

“Please, Alice,” Bella mumbled, taking my hand in hers. “Just let her come with. We need to go.”

Alice stared at me for a long moment, a blank expression on her face, before she sighed.

“Hurry.”

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