First story that has actually has anything to do with Twilight. Hope you like it. I've been thinking about this for a while.
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Prologue: Carlisle's POV
We were speeding through the highway beset with the large spruce trees of Montana. Esme had just bought a new home and wished to get the carpeting and some of the rooms done before the rest of the Cullen family moved in. As the trees thinned a little, a beautiful, large mansion came into view.
I looked over at my beautiful wife to find her smiling widely, eyes sparking. I chuckled; you could practically see the wheels turning in her head as she planned out the décor. Esme was an absolute natural when it came to designing.
I parked on the concrete sidewalk that led to who knows where. I stepped out of the driver's seat to my black Mercedes that was hooked up with a moving cargo in the back (I don't really know what those trailer things are called) and opened her door with vampire speed before she could lay a single finger on it. She gave me a knowing look while I just smiled innocently back at her. I wrapped an arm around my lovely wife and led her forward to our new home.
"It's absolutely perfect," Esme breathed after we stood in comfortable silence for several moments.
"Come on," she urged me toward the ancient double doors that were carved with complex designs. "I want to see the inside." I shook my head in amusement but stopped abruptly, Esme stopping with me; she could smell it too. We looked at each other wide eyed.
The smell of fresh human blood was coming through the doors.