A treaty of hearth - OC x OC - Twilight

A treaty of hearth - OC x OC - Twilight

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Twilight
Forks was never meant to be peaceful-not with ancient blood running through its forests and cold immortals watching from the shadows. Grace Blackwood, alpha of a secretive Quileute pack, had always known her destiny would clash with the unnatural. "I protect what is mine-be it land, pack, or heart," Grace whispered into the storm. But even she hadn't expected Nathanael Cullen, the vampire who met her fire with silence and stormlight. "You think I'm your enemy, Grace. But I've never wanted to destroy anything more than I've wanted to protect you." Only the characters of Grace and Nathanael belong to me. The rest of the work belongs to the original author.
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𝗛𝗮𝗻𝘂 𝗔𝗸𝗶 was always destined to be alone. The lone guardian of the Quileute Tribe. The silent protector of La Push. The guide of countless warriors. A teacher to generations. A witness to centuries. He shouldered his brother's heavy responsibility. Bore the wishes and dreams of his people from centuries past. Endured the unstoppable march of time that eroded his soul. He was never in this life for peace. Until the day he saw golden eyes and a gentle smile-and everything changed. 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗹𝗲 𝗖𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 was impervious to human blood, an anomaly among his kind-a vampire who chose to heal rather than harm. For centuries, he embraced his solitude, content with the family he built, the friendship he shared with Esme, and the quiet purpose his work brought him. It wasn't perfect, but it was enough. It was peaceful. He never expected his stagnant eternity to stir again. Not until glacier eyes and a charming grin sauntered in and shattered everything he thought he knew.

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