Edward
“We need to sort this whole mess out.” I announced on Renesmee’s behalf. I was discombobulated. My mind searched for an answer. I turned to Jasper in the left corner of the big sitting room.
“These dreams she’s having, I have them too when I read her mind. They are awful. Cynddylan is there. He keeps asking her to registrarse the Volturi. But they are dead. We burnt the remains of them last night.”
I felt the most confused I had ever felt. He was dead. He was gone and a pile of ashes in Volterra. I heard a glimpse of Jacob’s thoughts; he was going to stay with Renesmee. Good. He would keep her safe. The atmosphere in the big, light room engulfed me and my family. I heard everyone of my families’ thoughts. They all had been calculating on the words I had just spoken. Finally Jasper spoke. “It’s just bad dreams, like Bella had when you…”Jasper didn’t finish. Whenever someone even thought about that awful, tragic, selfish thing I did to Bella, I grimaced and my frozen, un-beating corazón broke. What was left, if there was any, of my evil soul, tears to pieces and I felt numb. tu would think that vampiros never feel numb, but they do. These were not just bad dreams, they were real. Alice sat stiff, her golden eyes glassy. She looked like she was concentrating. She was searching the future. I felt the presence of a new mind, one that was new to Forks. A new arrival, I pushed it aside. I have no time for that.
“What could it be? Do tu know anything about Cynnddylan’s power?” I questioned Jasper. He sat down on a chair that was free, looking deep in thought.
“I know he can influence people to see, do hear o feel anything he wants them to,” he paused.
“He can also do it without tu knowing it.” He continued.
“Anything else?” I asked, any piece of information was vital
“I don’t want to mislead you, but I think there was something about dreams.” He added. Everything just added together now, the new presence, Renesmee’s dreams!
Renesmee
I didn’t want to sleep, I wanted to sit on Jacob’s lap and hug him. He put me on our silk, black and white bed. He closed the drooping curtains quietly and sat on the cama siguiente to me. I was tired what with all the bad dreams and travelling from place to place. I had missed Jacob so much when I had been controlled to come to the Volturi. Ihad dicho I didn’t amor him. I had been controlled por Cynddylylan. Cynddylan I hated with an uncontrollable passion. Just his smug, cocky smile made my blood boil under my skin. I despised his beautiful face and his great powers. He wasn’t truthful o trustworthy, just, evil. His arrogant face was just enough to make me want to kill him. Jacob stroked my cheeks with his warm russet hand. I suddenly felt soothed and closed my eyes. It only took a few minutos for me to fall asleep. I opened my eyes to the corazón of the forest. I was warm, that was Jacob back in reality. The wind whipped as hard as it could, but I remained warm. I roar of anger swept around me which made me gasp. I scream rose in the form of a lump in my throat. I clenched my hand into and shape of a ball and stuck in my mouth to stop me screaming for Jacob. Cynddylan was encircling me and smiling. Fear hit me like a train on a track. The wind whistled and blew my auburn hair in darkness of the midnight. The moon was a lamp, bathing the forest in it’s light. The leaves rustled beneath my bare feet. The heat the glowed around me left my body and the ice cold air stiffened me. A dark Oak tree’s leaves swayed and towered among the rest of the diminutive trees below it. Something of wickedness was hiding. I could feel it. I could also feel the cold air on my pallid skin. I was frightened of what might happen. This was like a segundo world. I kept returning with my permission. This could be a dream world o reality. The cold air bit at me with it’s teeth. Cynddylan was right in front of me. I looked all around me. They disappeared, they all joined into one. It started to say something; actually it was más of a chant… It stepped closer. The face seemed de-formed with the shadows of his black hood. It held out a dark hand. The siguiente thing was knew, he was standing right infront of me. I felt it breathing hard and angrily on me. Some instinct told me it was Cynnddylan.
“Renesmee…” it whispered. I managed to whisper in a pathetic voice, “I’m not afraid.”
He answered in a menacing voice, “Well tu should be. tu would be if tu what was coming to get tu and your family.” His ruby eyes burned a deep fiery crimson that danced in his head distracting me from the fear I felt. The skies scowled down an ugly frown and exploded into anger. Lightening struck and the air became thick with tension. My head pounded with fear for myself and my family. “JOIN US!” Cynddylan hissed harshly. All my courage was gone and tears rolled down my face.
“N-no! Never!” I cried, I broke into a sprint, I felt my body smash into something; Cynnddylan. My vision swirled like a hurricane. My knees failed and landed into the sticks and branches on the soil. My hand ran through my hair and I questioned, “Why? How?”
“They need to be destroyed. They are the evil ones.”
“No. Please.” I pleaded my hands together. Please not my family. Kill me I thought to him. Not them. Please.
“Your too special little Renesmee.” He obviously knew I couldn’t speak. The lump in my throat grew and I was choking on it. I needed too but I couldn’t scream. My voice was lost in my fear and imprecision of the weather. A white hand rose and Cynddylan grabbed my neck. I suddenly found my voice and screamed an ear-piercing sound that would have shattered glass.
“We need to sort this whole mess out.” I announced on Renesmee’s behalf. I was discombobulated. My mind searched for an answer. I turned to Jasper in the left corner of the big sitting room.
“These dreams she’s having, I have them too when I read her mind. They are awful. Cynddylan is there. He keeps asking her to registrarse the Volturi. But they are dead. We burnt the remains of them last night.”
I felt the most confused I had ever felt. He was dead. He was gone and a pile of ashes in Volterra. I heard a glimpse of Jacob’s thoughts; he was going to stay with Renesmee. Good. He would keep her safe. The atmosphere in the big, light room engulfed me and my family. I heard everyone of my families’ thoughts. They all had been calculating on the words I had just spoken. Finally Jasper spoke. “It’s just bad dreams, like Bella had when you…”Jasper didn’t finish. Whenever someone even thought about that awful, tragic, selfish thing I did to Bella, I grimaced and my frozen, un-beating corazón broke. What was left, if there was any, of my evil soul, tears to pieces and I felt numb. tu would think that vampiros never feel numb, but they do. These were not just bad dreams, they were real. Alice sat stiff, her golden eyes glassy. She looked like she was concentrating. She was searching the future. I felt the presence of a new mind, one that was new to Forks. A new arrival, I pushed it aside. I have no time for that.
“What could it be? Do tu know anything about Cynnddylan’s power?” I questioned Jasper. He sat down on a chair that was free, looking deep in thought.
“I know he can influence people to see, do hear o feel anything he wants them to,” he paused.
“He can also do it without tu knowing it.” He continued.
“Anything else?” I asked, any piece of information was vital
“I don’t want to mislead you, but I think there was something about dreams.” He added. Everything just added together now, the new presence, Renesmee’s dreams!
Renesmee
I didn’t want to sleep, I wanted to sit on Jacob’s lap and hug him. He put me on our silk, black and white bed. He closed the drooping curtains quietly and sat on the cama siguiente to me. I was tired what with all the bad dreams and travelling from place to place. I had missed Jacob so much when I had been controlled to come to the Volturi. Ihad dicho I didn’t amor him. I had been controlled por Cynddylylan. Cynddylan I hated with an uncontrollable passion. Just his smug, cocky smile made my blood boil under my skin. I despised his beautiful face and his great powers. He wasn’t truthful o trustworthy, just, evil. His arrogant face was just enough to make me want to kill him. Jacob stroked my cheeks with his warm russet hand. I suddenly felt soothed and closed my eyes. It only took a few minutos for me to fall asleep. I opened my eyes to the corazón of the forest. I was warm, that was Jacob back in reality. The wind whipped as hard as it could, but I remained warm. I roar of anger swept around me which made me gasp. I scream rose in the form of a lump in my throat. I clenched my hand into and shape of a ball and stuck in my mouth to stop me screaming for Jacob. Cynddylan was encircling me and smiling. Fear hit me like a train on a track. The wind whistled and blew my auburn hair in darkness of the midnight. The moon was a lamp, bathing the forest in it’s light. The leaves rustled beneath my bare feet. The heat the glowed around me left my body and the ice cold air stiffened me. A dark Oak tree’s leaves swayed and towered among the rest of the diminutive trees below it. Something of wickedness was hiding. I could feel it. I could also feel the cold air on my pallid skin. I was frightened of what might happen. This was like a segundo world. I kept returning with my permission. This could be a dream world o reality. The cold air bit at me with it’s teeth. Cynddylan was right in front of me. I looked all around me. They disappeared, they all joined into one. It started to say something; actually it was más of a chant… It stepped closer. The face seemed de-formed with the shadows of his black hood. It held out a dark hand. The siguiente thing was knew, he was standing right infront of me. I felt it breathing hard and angrily on me. Some instinct told me it was Cynnddylan.
“Renesmee…” it whispered. I managed to whisper in a pathetic voice, “I’m not afraid.”
He answered in a menacing voice, “Well tu should be. tu would be if tu what was coming to get tu and your family.” His ruby eyes burned a deep fiery crimson that danced in his head distracting me from the fear I felt. The skies scowled down an ugly frown and exploded into anger. Lightening struck and the air became thick with tension. My head pounded with fear for myself and my family. “JOIN US!” Cynddylan hissed harshly. All my courage was gone and tears rolled down my face.
“N-no! Never!” I cried, I broke into a sprint, I felt my body smash into something; Cynnddylan. My vision swirled like a hurricane. My knees failed and landed into the sticks and branches on the soil. My hand ran through my hair and I questioned, “Why? How?”
“They need to be destroyed. They are the evil ones.”
“No. Please.” I pleaded my hands together. Please not my family. Kill me I thought to him. Not them. Please.
“Your too special little Renesmee.” He obviously knew I couldn’t speak. The lump in my throat grew and I was choking on it. I needed too but I couldn’t scream. My voice was lost in my fear and imprecision of the weather. A white hand rose and Cynddylan grabbed my neck. I suddenly found my voice and screamed an ear-piercing sound that would have shattered glass.
Summit Entertainment seizes up the siguiente three books
LOCATION: Forks, cont.
THE SKINNY: Despite TWILIGHT not even being out in theaters yet, Summit Entertainment knows they have something major on their hands.
The studio has scooped up the rights to the siguiente three novels in Stephenie Meyer's teen vampire series. Not only that, but TWILIGHT screenwriter Melissa Rosenberg is already planning to write scripts based on the segundo and third books, NEW MOON and ECLIPSE. A writer has not yet been attached to the fourth book, BREAKING DAWN.
TWILIGHT, which introduces audiences to the relationship between regular teenage girl, Bella, and a vampire, Edward, will be out in theaters this Friday.
OK EVERYONE IS LIKE TOTALLY HEAD OVER HEALS FOR EDWARD AND WHEN ALL COMES DOWN TO THE FACTS EDWARD JUST LEFT HER WITHOUTH THE APPROPRATE GOODBYE. JACOB WHOS WAS THERE FOR HER ALL THOSES MONTHS EDWARD WAS GONE. THE PROTECTED HER AND LET HER IN ON HIS WEREWOLF SECRET WHILE MAINTAINIGN A REALATIONSHIP WITH HER EVEN THOUGH HIS lobo PACHK dicho NO. THATS TELLS ALOT ABOUT WHAT KIND OF FRIEND JACOB IS AND THEN OUT OF NOWHERE EDWARD COMES BACK INTO HER LIFE.WAT A LOOSER. AND THEN BECAUSE OF THE TREATY ITS LIEK EDWARD EXPECTS BELLA TO JUST STOP BEING JACOBS FRIEND. EDWARD JUST NEEDS TO TRUST BELLA I MEAN WATS CHANGES NOW SHES KNOWN HIS SECRET SINCE BEFORE EDWARD CAME BACK AND THEN SOME.
Bella: How old have tu been 17?
Edward: A while.
Bella: How long is a while?
Yesterday when I started re-reading twilight i noticed that Bella asks Edward that questiion when she goes out to cena with him...
But in the first trailer she says it to him in the woods.
Right now i am worried that the movie isn't going to be as good as the book. If tu compare the trailer to the book i bet tu will find much más of messed up scenes.
Please leave me acomment on what tu think about this.... because I am kind of pissed that Stephanie would allow the director to change everything...
Well tu know maybe im speaking to soon with out seeing the movie....but thats what I think.
Edward: A while.
Bella: How long is a while?
Yesterday when I started re-reading twilight i noticed that Bella asks Edward that questiion when she goes out to cena with him...
But in the first trailer she says it to him in the woods.
Right now i am worried that the movie isn't going to be as good as the book. If tu compare the trailer to the book i bet tu will find much más of messed up scenes.
Please leave me acomment on what tu think about this.... because I am kind of pissed that Stephanie would allow the director to change everything...
Well tu know maybe im speaking to soon with out seeing the movie....but thats what I think.
A lot of people just go to the comentario section to advertise. They don't care what the articulo says-they just pick the one with the most viewers so they will get attention. Like the girl who wrote Twilight Fansites. por cherry6chick. She wants más viewers so she goes to artículos and puts:hey-you guys like twilight? well check out this sight:www.freewebs.com/twilighttrailer. Tell your friends!:) I thought it was a good idea because it got me to go to it so i started advertising on my first articulo called Who Is Better? on page 7 on What's Hot. All of a sudden i started to get all these comentarios telling everybody who the liked better. I told everybody there tu can choose. Every mes Ill anounce the winner for that month. Anyways...on this sight tu can put an articulo and/or sight that tu think is worth reading!
Twilight teaser trailer will kick Indiana Jones teaser trailer no.1 spot on myspace most viewed trailers.Twilight teaser trailer scored más than 2 million vistas in 3 days!
2 más million vistas needed to be at no.1!
COME ON TWILIGHERS!
link
open it in different windows to save time and all!
keep refreshing and mute the volume if tu get sick of it!
LET'S mostrar THEM TWILIGTERS!
total vistas 8:46 EST: 2,403,785 views!!!
11:27 EST: 2,438,042 million views
2 más million vistas needed to be at no.1!
COME ON TWILIGHERS!
link
open it in different windows to save time and all!
keep refreshing and mute the volume if tu get sick of it!
LET'S mostrar THEM TWILIGTERS!
total vistas 8:46 EST: 2,403,785 views!!!
11:27 EST: 2,438,042 million views
hola ladies! Ok, I wrote this the other día while I was at work. I had my head down on the desk, sat up, wrote it, and put my head back down. lol I ask that tu don't use it without my permission, as it is my original work. But here is a little poem I wrote, that I thought tu Twilight obsessed fans might like. I kind of pictured Edward after I wrote it and reread it. There are lots of people (including people who tu might be dating right now) that this can apply to. Enjoy and tell me what tu think!
Young girls think of amor and picture a prince.
Women, who have loved and been hurt see not a prince but the truth.
Just a man, imperfect and unsure.
But it's those memories of Prince Charming that make them keep loving, even without hope.
Taleah Elizabeth Cox
April 12,2008
Young girls think of amor and picture a prince.
Women, who have loved and been hurt see not a prince but the truth.
Just a man, imperfect and unsure.
But it's those memories of Prince Charming that make them keep loving, even without hope.
Taleah Elizabeth Cox
April 12,2008