Heyhey! This is my first fanfic.
The prologue is sort of a fast-forward, set at the time Twilight was. The next chapter is set in 1917, and the rest move forward in chronological order.
I realise this is quite short, but I'll be posting the first chapter very soon.
I really hope you like it, and would love to see reviews.
xOnlyLoveIsForeverxx
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, this concept and these characters all belong to Stephenie Meyer. But I think we've all figured that out.
Prologue
2006, January 19
If I had a pulse, it would have been racing.
He was staring at me. Our eyes had not met in a lifetime and now, suddenly, each set was locked on the other. I had planned to be subtle, but the nonchalance I had hoped for would not come.
I didn't care.
I didn't care that I could not see the tiny, smiling beauty standing at his side. I didn't care that I could not see the parking lot in which I stood. I didn't care that I was ruining my own plan. All I cared was that I was closer to him than I had been in a century, and that his smouldering ochre eyes were on mine. I could have stayed frozen in his gaze forever, if it wasn't for my need to be closer still.
I took a step, and I could feel in my very core that I was two-thirds of a foot nearer to him. However, the small movement seemed to shake me from my moment of wonder, euphoria. I remembered the plan.
I tried to stay unmoving and detached as I watched him move towards me. A small part of my mind noted that it was fortunate no humans were watching; his stride was barely slow enough to pass for mortal. This made me think that he was forgetting things at that moment, too, and the idea sent me a sudden wave of tenderness and hope.
I took a deep, unnecessary breath as he neared, and felt the wind against my back, like the caress of a silk sheet. I noticed my hair blowing in his direction and stopped breathing as I saw the wind, and my scent, reach him. I saw him stop dead and then, after a moment of total stillness, he closed the distance between us at a pace that could never have passed for human.
His face was inches from mine. I could see every depth of his fierce, determined eyes.
It was exactly the moment for which I had been waiting.