Jackson Rathbone

"NATHAN!" I yelled. I went into my son's room to wake him up. He was the only to sleep during the night. It was really quiet when Eliza was with Lucas and Serena was with Johnson.

The story this time was this : Johnson was my brother. Serena and Nathan were siblings. Lucas was going to be my dad. Eliza was his girlfriend and Serena and Nathan's mother. Lucas was Eliza's 'shoulder-to-lean-on' when her husband died.

"Hey mom..." a dit Nathan waking up and rubbing his eyes. He went and changed his clothes. They walked downstairs where Serena and Johnson were waiting. We all went hunting last week....

I was shaken up. This is the first time I have been back in Forks since the incident, 93 years. The incident that changed my life.

"Bella are toi sure toi want to leave?" asked Charlie. He was looking like he would burst into tears. It has been a an since Edward left me. I already graduated. I am 19. I think it was time to leave. I convinced Charlie not to send me accueil before. I hung out with Angela all this time.

"Yes. I l’amour toi Charlie but I must go." I kissed him once again and got on to my plane, on my way to Renee's. She set up my college, and I was going to a pretty good one.

I sat down...

Renesmee, my cousin, was the jewel of the family. She was the only birth child, and the most beautiful at that. With her glorious auburn hair and chocolate-brown eyes, she was gorgeous. A baby face still, but still gorgeous. She had an amazing gift, and already had a lover, Jacob, who was amazing to her.

Me, on the other hand, was adopted par Rosalie and Emmett, and I never knew my parents. My mother was a human, but my father was a vampire. When I was born, my mother had died, and my father left me to die in the woods, where Carlisle found me. He then took me home, and Rosalie fell in love...

book #2 in the Twilight Saga: New Moon




*by Stephenie Meyer*



NEW MOON - preface


I felt like I was trapped in one of those terrifying nightmares, the one where toi have to run, run till your lungs burst, but toi can't make your body déplacer fast enough. My legs seemed to déplacer slower and slower as I fought my way through the callous crowd, but the hands on the huge clock tower didn't slow. With relentless, uncaring force, they turned inexorably toward the end - the end of everything.
But this was no dream, and, unlike the nightmare, I wasn't running for my life; I was racing to save something infinitely...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - epilogue - AN OCCASION


We were at the school now; Rosalie's convertible was conspicuous in the parking lot. The clouds were thin today, a few streaks of sunlight escaping through far away in the west.
He got out and walked around the car to open my door. He held out his hand.
I sat stubbornly in my seat, arms folded, feeling a secret twinge of smugness. The lot was crowded with people in formal dressed: witnesses. He couldn't remove me forcibly from the car as he might have if we'd been alone.
He sighed. "When someone wants to kill you, you're Rebelle as a lion...