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Chapter 15: Jacobs point of view: My gravity.
I will be switching back to renesmee's after this one (:


I lay there in wreathing pain, But not the fast healing broken Bones nor the cuts hurt as much of the thought that Renesmee, my Nessie wasn't safe.

"Calm done, bro" I heard seth say after my ranting, through short breaths, on where Renesmee is.

"Calm..?" My hands balled up in fists, Seth imeditly recoiled," Your asking me to calm down seth?" I said, the acid in the words burned on my tounge.

"I promise she is safe, i drove her accueil myself." He said, hands raised. although the confiedence in his...

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The morning reached all too soon for the Blacks. Summer forced whatever last minute items she could into her suitcase, and Jake was discussing extra responsibilities with Chloe downstairs. “Chloe,” Jake gave her solemn, fatherly look, “handling sixteen an old twin boys is not an easy task,...

Chapter 3: Black and white rainbow.
Charlotte and Peter didn’t seem to understand how tense the room was. Peter leaned in, his eyes wide and with shock.
“This is Nessie Jasper?” Jasper moved vers l'avant, vers l’avant and nodded, the light throwing his scars into a bright pattern of crescent moons.
“But she’s human,” charlotte whispered. Her voice was sharp and small, and Renesmee noticed how she leaned towards her, her eyes bright with hunger. Edward stepped into her path.
“Why don’t we take a siège and talk. Alice why don’t toi take Nessie upstairs. She probably has homework,” Renesmee noticed...

Chapter 10: And then there was one

My world seemed to be falling apart at the seams. All we knew is that there were at least 23 wolfes, and 19 of us. If only they'd let me fight... But Billy says he may be able to reason with them; a favour for a favour. I doubted that though. At this point i was never alone. I felt like how i was when i was little, always being supervised no freedom. But i guess this was better then facing death. There really was going to be a fight.. there really might be lifes lost.

"..And no funny buisnuess this time, alright?" I heard my mothers voice chime.

"Of course mother.."...