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okay! the first official Статья for the eternal night spot!!
its a little longer than usual, i hope Ты enjoy :)



“Really?” I managed to get out. “Then what would be your greatest problem? That would make Victoria’s returning for Ты seem like such an inconsequential matter in comparison?” I finished trying to hold onto my calm. Werewolves, I hated them.
A look of uncertainty crossed Bella’s face. “How about the секунда greatest?” she hedged.
“All right.” I agreed, my voice thick with suspicions.
She paused. I could see her hesitation over the words before they came out in a...

here is the long awaited chapter 17!!!
im so sorry it took so long, i have had sooo much work, but i didn't want to rush it. i really hope Ты enjoy it, please comment!


“Maybe,” she сказал(-а) after a секунда of thought. “If Ты tell me.”
I tried to decide the best way to describe what I was doing. I didn’t really want to give her too many details.
“I was...” I weighed the word before I spoke it. “Hunting.” The word seemed appropriate.
I hoped she would leave it at that, but at the same time I knew she wouldn’t.
“Is that the best Ты can do?” she demanded critically. “That...

here is the Далее one! im so sorry its so short but i thought id put it up now because i dont know when i will be able to write more.
enjoy anyway!!


The corner of her lips rose fractionally as her blush deepened.
“Did all of that really happen then?” she asked quietly, embarrassment unmistakable in her voice.
My smile was still stiff, my mouth a hard line.
“That depends.” I answered. “If you’re referring to us nearly being massacred in Italy, then, yes.” I really tried to make my voice a little kinder, but the circumstances surrounding our Последнее overseas trip still made me livid....

im sorry these are so few and far between but my homework load is getting ridiculous.
my teachers seem to have decided to give me loads of homework just because i have better things to do and it doesn't look like it's going to let up, so the fanfics might be getting shorter.
this one is unfourtunatly, quite short as i said.
hopefully the Далее will be longer but i'll just have to wait and see :)


She was exactly where I left her, except for one hand that had managed to escape the covers. As I watched, Bella mumbled indistinctly, and her hand clenched and unclenched three times before ending in...

i had some time off school so i decided to write some еще for Ты guys!
i don't think i'll stop yet because i really like Письмо this. i'll see where it goes :)



I didn’t really want to. She still looked еще asleep than awake, but respected her wishes. What choice did I have?
I set her on her feet and Charlie Переместить out of the way so she could walk past him. Almost immediately when I let go, a deep feeling of aching went through me. It hurt to let her go, even for a second. After I released her, I could see that she was very unstable, and being sleep deprived hardly helped her balance problems....

this is a really short one but what i really wanted to do was to get Ты guys to really decide on a name for my fanfic.
right now its tied between
endless night and
eternal night
if Ты could pls just choose one.
here is the bit ive done...

I led Bella off the plane, still supporting her entirely. I had some idea of the reception awaiting us at Sea-Tac airport. Even though the majority of my concentration was focused on Bella’s weary face, I could still hear the thoughts and feelings of my family.
Relief was the predominant thought of Esme and Carlisle, and I expected nothing less. Jasper...

Эй, guys, im back! my holiday was еще full on than i thought it would be, but i still managed to get this done. hope Ты like it!


Still carrying most of her weight, I led Bella out following the directions Gianna had дана us. When we reached the rough cobble stones, Bella breathed a sigh of relief. She was the only one who looked back at the ancient castle, almost tripping on the uneven surface. I lifted her slightly, so her feet were off the ground for a second, remembering moments like this from almost eight months ago. She was still as clumsy as ever.
The Saint Marcus celebrations were...