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BPOV
Seeing them all again had been wonderful. I'd been so scared they wouldn't want me to come back, even after my call to Edward. They had welcomed me. I'd returned to my family, but Edward wasn't there.
I needed to find him.
Only when I was in his arms again would I be home again.
Garrett was right, I thought, I wasn't anywhere near ready to deal with the scars that Felix had left me, or the deep wounds Heidi's death had inflicted, but maybe I could with Edward at my side.
A heavenly scent caught my attention. One so familiar but magnified tenfold. I followed it avidly; certain only one creature could be the owner of something so sweet.
I watched in the shadows as he hunted. His muscles were lean and well defined, not a single movement wasted as he caught his prey, drinking its lifeblood swiftly. His form was so graceful, so beautiful, that I stood enraptured by this brilliant angel. His lithe form leapt from his prey, dropping its drained body to the ground, and took off running into the woods.
I followed, keeping in his shadow. A sudden burst of speed as he was gone from my sight, although his scent was everywhere. My chest tightened uncomfortably. He was gone. He had left me alone in the woods. I fought to stay breathing steadily, although unnecessary it gave me something to focus on other than the burning pain ripping through me, crashing through my veins and burning its way across my skin.
The fire cooled as a pair of pale arms wrapped around me from behind.
"You'll have to do better than that to surprise me, Bella love," his warm voice filled my body and I relaxed against him. His presence rolled through me, dispersing the pain with the gentle caresses of his breath on my skin.
"I missed you," he murmured against my hair, breathing in my scent.
"I'm sorry," I whispered in return, afraid to break the peace between us.
"Don't be," he chided me, turning me to face him. I was startled once more by his perfection, the smooth lines and his deep eyes. If I was human my heart would have been beating double time, but as it was I stopped breathing completely and drank him in with my gaze. It had been so long since I had seen him, so long since he had held me. The time in Volterra didn't count, I was a prisoner of my own mind, this was the first time I had seen him in over a year and all I wanted to do was shower him in kisses and bathe in the peace his presence gave him. It was like I had been missing something up until that moment. Something dear that I had foolishly misplaced until he smiled and filled in what was missing with his heavenly light.
"As long as I can hold you and love you, then all is fine," he breathed against my lips, "Because my love for you is forever,"
Ok, still hate me?
I'm listening to Jack's Mannequin right now. They be awesome. So's Winnie the Pooh actually.
I also heard Taylor Swift for the first time today. Well, for the first time and I actually knew who it was anyways. Against my better judgment I actually liked the song.
Oh well, moving on from that disturbing revelation:
Please tell me whether you liked this or thought it was too flowery…or not flowery enough
Also can you please vote on my poll for what I should write next. Here is the list of titles and options.
Thank you!
Twilight:
Rogue: Sequel to Angela. Angela has full control of her powers. She and her sisters are tracking a rogue witch, who wants to take over the supernatural races. [T]
10 years on from Forks and I'm now a fully fledged witch. I gained control; I use my magick like a well used muscle. It was in my nature now, exhilarating and terrifying, a delicious mix of awe and fear. I'm still staying with Fiamma and Aqua, and we are now in Toronto, Canada, hiding in the big city. I heard the sound of burning rubber out in the drive way and knew Fiamma had returned. She never went anywhere quietly. She had been enrolling us all in school.
Tomorrow the torture of education would begin anew for me, but today was my own. And I planned to spend it in peace. If only I was so lucky.
Number 46 Beach Lane: 'Something about the dead house was calling me, like someone buried alive screaming for rescue.' [T]
Number 46 Beach Lane was empty. It had been empty for years, not even a stick of furniture occupied its four walls. The garden was bare and the grass was dead. No one entered it. No one even looked at it. It was if Number 46 Beach Lane did not exist in their reality, their eyes gliding smoothly from number 45 to number 47. So why was I staring at the spot everyone else ignored? Maybe I'm just odd, but something about that dead house was calling me, like someone buried alive screaming for rescue.
The Great Duke of Klute: The Duke of Klute rules humanity, except for a small band of rebels growing stronger and stronger. AHAU [T/M]
The Great Duke of Klute is a very distinguished man. Or so I'm told. I'd never met him. Never even seen him. In person or on TV, I had never once laid eyes on my ruler. He had originated from the city of Klute, but is now the Great Duke over us all. He ruled with an iron fist, but no one would tell me who he was, except that the Great Duke of Klute is a very distinguished man. I'd been told that by Mom, then Dada, then my Aunts and Uncles. They all said the same. It would be comical if it didn't have such an ominous ring to it. I'd heard my friends all ask the same thing, and we all got the same answer. The Great Duke of Klute is a very distinguished man.
My Magician: Continuation of One-shot. Bella's and Edward's relationship flourishes but Bella's old boyfriend come back and he wants Bella. [M]
I woke up slowly in an unfamiliar room, wrapped in a warm blanket of arms and legs. I searched for some twinge of regret but there was none. The thought struck me as a bit odd; I had just had sex with a stranger for crying out loud! But there was no regret, just a sense of peace as I watched the beautiful man sleep beside me.
Finding A Home:Bella comes from a neglectful home. Her mother sells her to a travelling carnival where she is put in Edward's care. AHAU [M/T]
He looked at me with his cold eyes, assessing me in 20 seconds. His gaze was frank and impersonal, but something lurked beneath the surface. Something dangerous.
"May I say good bye?" I asked quietly, not wishing to offend the man who was now my caretaker.
"Be quick," he replied briskly, walking away swiftly towards a group of caravans. I turned to my sister beside me.
"Alice you remember what you have to do right?" I whispered urgently, shooting glances at the woman who gave me life.
"Yes," she murmured with tears running down her face. I glanced behind me to see James waling back with another man.
"I'll find you, promise," I assured her hurriedly, watching hopelessly as Renee led her away from me. I turned to the men behind me, taking in the stranger's appearance.
"This is Edward," James told me, "He'll be taking care of you,"
Mutt Hunt: Women of the Otherworld/Twilight. Elena and Clay are on a mutt hunt. Trouble arises when they meet Bella. New Moon AU [T]
"Bella!" Charlie called from the living room as I entered the house. I made my way to him, carrying the groceries. I stopped when two pairs of unfamiliar eyes looked towards me. I turned to Charlie and sighed.
"They staying for dinner too?" I asked, divvying up my cooking in my head.
"Yeah, that okay Bells?"
"Sure," I replied, "I'll call Jake and get him to pick up some extras," I turned back to the visitors then, both of him were watching me speculatively. "Hi I'm Bella,"
"Elena," said the woman, "And this is Clayton,"
Blood and Chocolate:
Be Mine: Continuation of the book. When the Pack moves to Vermont all seems well, but will a shadow of the past destroy it all? [M]
The look in his eyes was neither human nor wolf, but it was a madness. A madness that had eaten away at him until there was nothing left but this creature born of his own insanity. Vivian looked at him with pity, but soon turned to horror and revulsion when she saw what he had hidden beneath his bed of bones.
Women of the otherworld
*Title in progress*: Chloe and Rae are back at Lyle House, and they are being guarded more than ever. My very warped version of what happens next. [T]
"How are we supposed to get out?" Rae asked me in a whisper.
"I have no idea," I murmured in reply. We watched warily as the nurses prepared two syringes before making their way over to us. We were bound; there was nothing we could do. The needle stung as it entered, the sedative spreading swiftly and bringing a blessed blackness over my eyes.
"Make sure they don't escape this time," ordered an unfamiliar voice before I was taken under completely.