They all stare at me like I'm some Greek god. I just don't feel comfortable here. I had agreed to شامل میں their coven, and the first thing I heard was a giggle from the kid... Renesmee, was it? It was like she wanted me here. That vision of hers was amazing and beautiful. But it looked like... me. It had the face of a thousand angels... did I really look that nice? "So where did آپ come from?" Carlisle asked. Alice and Jasper were gone somewhere, whoever they were. I didn't answer Carlisle's question. He didn't try again. Taking in everything at once was impossible. I darted out the door without a word. I ran until I found a little cottage. Was this theirs, too? I peeped inside and sat down سے طرف کی the fire. I was too scared for words. But I would stay with them. It was a long shot, but this might actually be my ہوم now. I was hyperventilating, and I passed out. I didn't know vampires could do that. I woke up in a بستر back at their house, my house. Someone must have found me. Soon enough Bella walked in. "Ariella? Are آپ awake?" she asked. "Yes, quite." I replied. I couldn't believe being a vampire had made my voice so cheery. I wasn't cheery at all. "Good." she answered. I got straight up. I ran for the door again, forgetting stupidly I could teleport, but before I could get there I heard a shrill voice. "Don't go. I like you." Renesmee called out. I couldn't leave now. I knew this family wanted and needed me. Edward spoke up. "Let us all go hunting." he exclaimed. Everyone simply nodded. I went off running and I leaped gracefully over the river. I got to where I aws when Edward and Bella found me And I saw a note in the middle of the field. I went and picked it up, not thinking. It read in big black letters:
We're coming for you, Ariella.
I was shocked out of my wits. The others came up behind me and noticed the note. "What's that?" Bella asked. I handed it to her. She let out a gasp of disbelief. "What is it?" Edward questioned impatiently, which was strange, because he was never like that. The last thing I heard before I blacked out again was: "The Volturi. They're coming for Ariella."
We're coming for you, Ariella.
I was shocked out of my wits. The others came up behind me and noticed the note. "What's that?" Bella asked. I handed it to her. She let out a gasp of disbelief. "What is it?" Edward questioned impatiently, which was strange, because he was never like that. The last thing I heard before I blacked out again was: "The Volturi. They're coming for Ariella."
آپ KNOW YOUR OBSESSED WITH TWILIGHT WHEN:
1.You see a silver Volvo flying down the سٹریٹ, گلی and yell, "Edward come back!"
2.You ask your boyfriend to rub ice on your lips before he kisses you.
3.You walk around thinking,'I know what آپ
are' encase Edward is nearby.
4.You approach a بھیڑیا without taking precaution.
5.You put the name on your Myspace as, Mrs.Cullen.
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:
6.When آپ are reading this article!
lol! I hope آپ all enjoyed! Please تبصرہ and rate. TEAM EDWARD!!!
1.You see a silver Volvo flying down the سٹریٹ, گلی and yell, "Edward come back!"
2.You ask your boyfriend to rub ice on your lips before he kisses you.
3.You walk around thinking,'I know what آپ
are' encase Edward is nearby.
4.You approach a بھیڑیا without taking precaution.
5.You put the name on your Myspace as, Mrs.Cullen.
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:
6.When آپ are reading this article!
lol! I hope آپ all enjoyed! Please تبصرہ and rate. TEAM EDWARD!!!
آپ promised me that
every time we touch
آپ will never release your hold
your hold on to me
your hold on to reality
آپ promised me that
no matter what happens
آپ will comfort my aura
my aura of my stress
my aura of my mind
آپ promised me that
my feelings for آپ
would never change
never change from love
never change from us
آپ promised me that
nothing would ever
be serious in life
that life was a game
but that I was the dice
آپ promised me that
though we come from seperate worlds
no one could hold us back
hold us back from fate
hold us back from destiny
And as I look around the room
I realise
that all of us
in our own two intertwined minds
are Inseperable.
every time we touch
آپ will never release your hold
your hold on to me
your hold on to reality
آپ promised me that
no matter what happens
آپ will comfort my aura
my aura of my stress
my aura of my mind
آپ promised me that
my feelings for آپ
would never change
never change from love
never change from us
آپ promised me that
nothing would ever
be serious in life
that life was a game
but that I was the dice
آپ promised me that
though we come from seperate worlds
no one could hold us back
hold us back from fate
hold us back from destiny
And as I look around the room
I realise
that all of us
in our own two intertwined minds
are Inseperable.
On Italy: "Italy was a dream. Very surreal. I think everyone there, no matter who it was, Rob Pattinson, Kristen Stewart, [director] Chris Weitz یا anyone else would say that it was an experience that they may never go through again. The hospitality of the whole thing, the way they treated us, the whole setting was so magnificent."
On Rob: "Rob, I feel sorry for him a little bit. I feel for him, because he’s like a paparazzi fugitive right now. He can’t leave his house. He’s the most photographed person in the world."
Transformation
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then آپ hear the voices of your pack,
calling آپ to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
آپ stalk your prey together,
till they see آپ and آپ act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
آپ feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds آپ to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf آپ were,
is now inside of you
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then آپ hear the voices of your pack,
calling آپ to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
آپ stalk your prey together,
till they see آپ and آپ act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
آپ feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds آپ to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf آپ were,
is now inside of you