Eek, new story! I've always wanted to try my hand at writing a Twilight novel from EPOV and I finally decided on New Moon because hey, who doesn't like angst? Ha! Anyway, this has been sitting around in my computer for a while. The first two chapters are done and the third is nearly finished, so you'll probably get updates every three or four days, depending on the response to the previous chapter.
Disclaimer: New Moon and the Twilight Saga belongs to SM. We may both have dark hair but I am not her, and therefore I do not own it. Just wanted to clear that up ; )
'Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.' – Dylan Thomas
PROLOGUE
Dawn and dusk, day and night. They were the same now. Day was no brighter than night, and night was no darker than day. Hell, that's what I was in. In perpetual night. Back to what I was before I had met her.
Ah, her. The thought of her aroused both pain and happiness, though the pain was much less ephemeral than the happiness. I still remembered her in perfect clarity; damn my vampirism. Another reason to hate what I was. How many more did I need?
First: I could kill her. That was the primary reason. If I pressed too hard, I could shatter her ribs. I could kill her by exerting just a minute fraction of my strength. Second: she smelled too good. Her scent was still clear in my mind. Not just to me, but to others at well. Her spilt blood was the catalyst. She was nearly killed, by my own brother at that. Third: I'd never be able to give her what she truly deserved. I'd never be able to give her children, to give her the normalhuman life she deserved.
Three reasons, but they were enough. Enough to hate what I was, enough to show that I was clearly unworthy, and enough to make me leave.
Thanks for reading, y'all!
The first chapter should be up soon. Sorry about the less-than-stunning prologue - I've never been good with those. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed it!
Please review and tell me what you think : )
Clara