bella and jake

Chapter Seven:
Lexy’s P.O.V:
I looked over at Nessie who was giving me the ‘answer the phone look’. “I don’t know who it is!” I confessed. She rolled her eyes at me and took my phone. “Then I’ll answer it.” She pressed the ‘speaker’ button and then pushed ‘answer’
“Hello, Renesmee Cullen, may I help you?” “This is Alexis Cullen’s phone.” Renesmee rolled eyes. “So? I’m her twin sister. Who are you?” The man sounded guilty of something. “I’m Carlos Penne; the house service. I was told to stop by the Cullen household for a service? I called to make...

A CURSED STORY!
Once apon a time there was a powerful king ruling London.
The legend says a witch cursed the kings only daughter because he killed all the witches in Лондон except for his own.
As its told the curse forbids the princess to ever feels или falls in love(but she can just feel Любовь for the witche’s son Damien who is in Любовь with the princess) unless the witch that's has casted the spell on her shall die drowning in her own blood at an eclipse.
    Witch: a witch is a person that has special abilities and is immortal they look like a human and blood runs in their...

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Wile Jake and Nessie went to go hunt and Seth got done eatting Esme out of house and Главная the rest of us had a family meeting about our win. "so Emmett how do Ты feel about our victory" Bella asked "well I am glad we won and that no harm came to Nessie but I am still pissed that they did not put up A better fight". "Oh get over yourself" Rose replied "It's easy for Ты to say all Ты have to do is stand there and look pretty". "If Ты think that is an easy job why don't Ты try it then". She сказал(-а) in her normal tone. "Ok Ты two that is enough". Esme yelled from the...

Hey...This is like some sort of twilight fiction...yeah. For those who read my Kayla series this is what I was talking about...For those who didn't...yeah just read it...and my Kayla series if Ты want lol...Woo.. Enjoy!




11 years ago….



All of the furniture was pushed against the walls and my mom sat in a chalk круг she had drawn on the wooden floor. I sat at the edge, watching her. She was Письмо on a piece of parchment with a quill and ink. In front of her was a cauldron that she had brewed a simple protection potion in. Далее to the cauldron was a lighter. She finished Письмо her spell...

sorry, just couldn't kill Bella :-)Last one will be up soon :D enjoy

Bella's pov

It was still black in front of me but I heard voices, how could I hear voices, wasn’t I death. I start listening to the voices, trying to make sense to what they are saying.
“Why isn’t she waking up, it’s been a week” I heard Edward say. How could I heard Edward’s voice, am I not death. I think I’m not death, I wasn’t even sure yet.
“She will wake up, when she’s ready, she’s been thru a hard time” I Heard Carlisle voice answering Edward’s question.
I guess I need to wake up someday so I opened...

WOW I can't believe this is part 10 alreay, i'm so glad that people enjoy this. It's really fun/addicting to write. Here's the Далее chapter :)

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Recap:

Esme came over and put her hands on my shoulder and gently kissed my head.

"Oh honey, Ты must have been so scared. I'm sorry to hear that your old family was so horrible to you." She said, I smiled at the way she сказал(-а) "old family."

I smiled up at her and looked around at my true family. Esme the caring/loving mother who would do anything for us. Emmett the big/strong/caring brother who acted tougher...

I woke to the feel of someone stroking me cheek. The cold, gentle fingers were soothing to me and I didn’t want to open my eyes but I heard his velvet voice speak to me.
“June 20.”
“Hmm?” I murmured. I was still half asleep. I had no idea what he was on about.
“June 20,” he repeated softly. “My birthday.”
I was wide awake now. “Your birthday?”
I looked up into his golden eyes and saw them full of some kind of emotion.
He nodded.
“When were Ты born?” I asked. “What year?”
“1901,” Edward said, quietly. “In Chicago. I was seventeen when Carlisle changed me. I was dying...