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Xiu Zhen, a brilliant but reclusive university student, dies in a freak accident while experimenting with artificial lightning. But death is not the end. Reborn in the Twilight universe as a girl with the divine body and godlike powers of Raiden Shogun, he becomes Zhen Raiko — a being of thunder, beauty, and immortality.

Now living under a forged identity, Raiko transfers to Forks College, unknowingly stepping into the heart of a supernatural storm. There, she crosses paths with Alice Cullen, the precognitive vampire with a smile like spring lightning, and Rosalie Hale, the cold beauty with an aching heart. Both sense something ancient and unspoken in Raiko… and both form an undeniable mate bond with her.

As tensions rise among vampires, werewolves, and humans, Raiko’s mere existence begins to disrupt the fragile balance of Forks. The Quileute wolves try to drive her out. Edward Cullen grows suspicious. The Volturi send scouts, then assassins. And yet, amid danger and deception, an unlikely romance blossoms — one rooted not in destiny, but choice.

Haunted by the memory of her past life and the loneliness of divinity, Raiko must navigate love, desire, and power while protecting those she comes to care for. As Alice and Rosalie each struggle with their feelings, they come to accept not just Raiko’s origins — but each other.

The cover image is not mine, it obtained from internet i.e. google. Only the MC is ours.

Twilight Reign: The Violet Lightning

A festival was declared in Forks — the first of its kind in decades. The mayor called it a "celebration of unity," but everyone knew it was more than that.

Though the town barely understood what had passed, whispers of her deeds had already become folklore. Her strange powers, her beauty, her silence during storms — they called her the Lightning Saint.

Alice and Rosalie stood beside her on the edge of the town square as strings of fairy lights flickered above. Music drifted through the air, soft and hopeful.

"You sure you want to be seen?" Rosalie asked.

Raiko replied, "Tonight, I am one of them. Not above them."

Alice linked their arms. "Then let's make them remember this forever."

As the dance began, people formed circles, then spirals. Raiko stepped forward, not to lead — but to join.

Her movements were fluid, graceful. When she twirled, static followed. When she clapped, light pulsed from her skin.

The Stormwalkers mingled quietly among the crowd. Some danced. Some simply watched — their glowing veins dimmed in reverence.

Jacob appeared near the food stalls, chuckling. "She could probably make the entire town levitate if she felt like it."

Sam replied, "She could level it. But she's dancing instead."

As the night deepened, the music changed. A slow, ethereal melody floated out. Raiko stepped toward Alice.

They moved together, a duet of light and shadow — Raiko's elegance echoing divine origin, Alice's steps grounded and free.

Then Rosalie joined. The three moved as one, a triangle of bond and balance.

Above, faint clouds gathered. Lightning danced across them without sound.

When the music stopped, no one spoke. The silence was holy.

Raiko bowed deeply. Not out of pride — but gratitude.

Later, as the crowd dispersed, Raiko walked the empty square. Her fingers traced one of the glowing stones placed in a lantern.

An elder woman stepped forward, wrinkled and gentle.

"My grandmother said the last time lightning danced with us like this, it meant gods were walking."

Raiko smiled softly. "And what do you think?"

The old woman touched Raiko's hand. "I think we're lucky this one dances instead of conquers."

Raiko nodded. "Then let's keep dancing."

Judgement Day Dances