Category: Twilight Fanfiction (Page 14 of 26)

Twilight fanfiction

Magic

A/N: Dear AmethystJackson, I hope you have a wonderful birthday!
Putting this out un-beta’d, so hope it still works 😉
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.

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Even after all these years, it never ceases to amaze me. Everything around me has this sense of… magic to it.

It isn’t just the fact that I’m an immortal now. Or that I have Edward. Or Renesmee. Or the rest of the Cullens.

It isn’t even the fact that I still have my Dad in my life.

Or even that I get to keep my wolf-family, too.

None of that compares to the magic I see every day. All the colors, the scents, the sounds. People – normal people – don’t get to experience it.

But I do.

And I’m so grateful.

Soar

A/N: Happy Belated Birthday, rhenea5018. I hope you had a great day, and that you enjoy these two boys.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
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“C’mon, don’t be scared. I’ve got you,” he says.

My heart hammers in my chest as we carefully make our way to the tip of the bow. Not just because of what we’re doing, but because of how close we’ll be.

This is the first time since I got outed that we’ve been alone. But being gay wasn’t my biggest secret.

Loving him, is.

My best friend.

Who’s straight.

He grins as he turns us both around, his hand around my waist.

“I like you, too, you know,” he whispers as I spread my arms.

His words send me flying.

Pokemon

A/N: Happy Birthday, Legna989! Hope you have a wonderful day.
 
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
 
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
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I’ve never really understood his fascination with Pokemon. Neither the cartoons – which he religiously watches – nor the game itself.

He plays. All. The. Time.

It drives me nuts, sometimes, but it’s a part of him, so I deal with it.

Today, I plan on using it to my advantage.

I hope.

The show’s over. My heart’s beating rapidly, my palms are sweaty, and I’m nearly hyperventilating as I grab the ball and turn to him.

His smile turns to a confused frown.

He opens it, the paper slip popping out.

He whispers the words, “I Choose You!”
 

“Marry me, Edward?”

Key

A/N: Happy Birthday, Captnhook! Hope you have a fantastic day. I couldn’t find anything to indicate what you liked to read (if anything), so I figured I’d go with what I do best 😉
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
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I’ve always had a strange fascination with keys – skeleton keys, to be precise. It started when Grandpa Aro gave me one when I was a boy. Over time, I’ve collected several, without ever truly being able to put into words what they mean to me.

They are mystery, history, and love, all rolled into one.

Jasper has never really asked about them – he just seems to get it. Like he seems to get me.

So when the time comes for me to tell him how I feel, I do it the only way I know how.

With a heart-shaped key.

Hidden

A/N: Happy Birthday, Starfish422. Hope you have a fantastic day.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
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“What if they catch us?”

“So what?” He shrugs, pulling me along, further away from the others.

They know we’re gay, but we haven’t told anyone about our being together yet. Mostly because I’m too worried it’ll make things awkward.

Satisfied we’re hidden from prying eyes, he stops and pulls me into his arms, his lips instantly on mine. The possessive hold he has on me makes me wish we were truly alone.

I moan into the kiss.

He pulls away, panting, “I love you, Jazz.”

A smile spreads slowly as I murmur, “I love you, too, Ed.”

He grins.

Alone

A/N: Happy birthday, Bbebar! Hope you have a wonderful day. These boys wanted to share a little with you.
Thanks to LyricalKris for beta’ing.
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“So…” he gives me a tired, but mischievous smile.

I’ve been waiting to have him alone. All. Freaking. Day. Counting down the hours until our friends would leave. Not that I’m not appreciative of them helping us move into our new place and all, but this is our first night here, and I’ll be damned if I don’t want to… celebrate.

Tugging at his jeans, I grin. “So…?”

“Finally alone,” he murmurs, tucking his thumbs into his back pocket coyly.

“Yep.”

I flick open his button.

“Got plans?”

“Damn straight,” I whisper as I pull him to me, kissing him.

Threshold

A/N: Happy Birthday, americnxidiot. Wanted to wish you a happy day and give you a little something special. Hope you enjoy!
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
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Today’s been perfect; gorgeous weather, a beautiful wedding followed by an amazing reception. Not to mention, the man of my dreams is now truly mine.

It’s everything a girl could dream of. I certainly did.

We arrive at our new home, and like the gentleman he is, he carries me over the threshold to start our life together.

But I don’t want him to be a gentleman right now.

I want for him to claim me as his.

He groans when I tell him as much.

His lips are on mine.

And then he does.

Right there, in the hallway.

Nervous

 
A/N: Happy Birthday, letmesign! Have a fantastic day. These boys wanted to give you a little something, so hope you’ll enjoy 🙂
Thanks to Sorceresscirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
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“Sweetheart?”

I look up from my book, frowning when I see Mom by the window, watching something with a slightly worried expression.

“Yeah, Mom?”

Marking my page, I put my book away as she half-turns.

“Why’s Jasper pacing outside our yard?”

“What?” Getting up, I stand next to her to find a nervous-looking Jasper, apparently muttering to himself.

What the hell? Why’s he not coming inside?

We’ve been best friends for years, so I don’t understand his behavior.

When I go to open the door, Jasper stops, taking a deep breath. “Ed? W-would you… go out with me?”

I smile.

Secret

A/N: Tillykke med fødselsdagen, Beate73! Hope you have a great day. These boys wanted to give you something special. Enjoy 😉
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
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Trying to keep my breathing even, I listen intently in an attempt to anticipate his next move. This was his idea – his secret desire we’re acting out – though I cannot deny the effect it’s having on me.

I’m hard. Aching. Turned on beyond belief.

Partially from being this… helpless, tied up as I am.

At the same time, I feel empowered.

I can feel what this is doing to him, too.

Hear it in his whispered praise. Hear it in his words of desire.

Want.

Need.

I gasp at the sudden, cold wetness drawing lazy patterns across my back. Ice.

Siren’s Call

A/N: Finding myself in a funk, I asked my lovely SorceressCirce for a setting and prompts, in the hopes that I could write my way out of it. She managed to sneak one of her favorite pairings by me, so I can only hope she enjoyed the outcome – and that you will, too.
Thanks to EchoesofTwilight for prereading, and to SorceressCirce for everything else.
As always, I merely enjoy messing with the characters, but I do not own Twilight.
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Seth & Embry were childhood friends, but lost touch. They meet again years later. Will things be the same? Or perhaps not as they thought they once were?

Spine

The bell tinkles as I open the door to one of my favorite spots on the island – Call’s.

The familiar smells of books, tea, and dust bring back memories of adventures I had here when I was a child.

“I’ll be right with you,” a woman calls from the back.

I smile, trailing my fingers along the spines of Huckleberry Finn, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, and other old friends.

It’s been too long since I’ve set foot here. Not since I was thirteen.

Before I let myself sink into the past, though, I force myself to the task I’ve been set. Continue reading

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