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*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 13 - CONFESSIONS


Edward in the sunlight was shocking. I couldn't get used to it, though I'd been staring at him all afternoon. His skin, white despite the faint flush from yesterday's hunting trip, literally sparkled, like thousands of tiny diamonds were embedded in the surface. He lay perfectly still in the grass, his shirt open over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating arms bare. His glistening, pale lavender lids were shut, though of course he didn't sleep. A perfect statue, carved in some unknown stone, smooth like marble, glittering like crystal.
Now and then his lips would move, so fast it looked like they were trembling. But, when I asked, he told me he was singing to himself; it was too low for me to hear.
I enjoyed the sun, too, though the air wasn't quite dry enough for my taste. I would have liked to lie back, as he did, and let the sun warm my face. But I stayed curled up, my chin resting on my knees, unwilling to take my eyes off him. The wind was gentle; it tangled my hair and ruffled the grass that swayed around his motionless form.
The meadow, so spectacular to me at first, paled next to his magnificence.
Hesitantly, always afraid, even now, that he would disappear like a mirage, too beautiful to be real... hesitantly, I reached out one finger and stroked the back of his shimmering hand, where it lay within my reach. I marveled again at the perfect texture, satin smooth, cool as stone. When I looked up again, his eyes were open, watching me. Butterscotch today, lighter, warmer after hunting. His quick smile turned up the corners of his flawless lips.
"I don't scare you?" he asked playfully, but I could hear the real curiosity in his soft voice.
"No more than usual."
He smiled wider; his teeth flashed in the sun.
I inched closer, stretched out my whole hand now to trace the contours of his forearm with my fingertips. I saw that my fingers trembled, and knew it wouldn't escape hid notice.
"Do you mind?" I asked, for he had closed his eyes again.
"No," he said without opening his eyes. "You can't imagine how that feels." He sighed.
I lightly trailed my hand over the perfect muscles of his arm, followed the faint pattern of bluish veins inside the crease at his elbow. With my other hand, I reached to turn his hand over. Realizing what I wished, he flipped his palm up in one of those blinding fast, disconcerting movements of his. It startled me; my fingers froze on his arm for a brief second.
"Sorry," he murmured. I looked up in time to see his golden eyes close again. "It's too easy to be myself with you."
I lefted his hand, turning it this way and that as I watched the sun glitter on his palm. I held it closer to my face, trying to see the hidden facets in his skin.
"Tell me what you're thinking," he whispered. I looked to see his eyes watching me, suddenly intent. "It's still so strange for me not knowing."
"You know, the rest of us feel that way all the time."
"It's a hard life." Did I imagine the hint of regret in his tone? "But you didn't tell me."
"I was wishing I could know what you were thinking..." I hesitated.
"And?"
"I was wishing that I could believe that you were real. And I was wishing that I wasn't afraid."
"I don't want you to be afraid." His voice was just a soft murmur. I heard what he couldn't truthfully say, that I didn't need to be afraid, that there was nothing to fear.
"Well, that's not exactly the fear I meant, though that's certainly something to think about."
So quickly that I missed his movement, he was half sitting, propped up on his right arm, hei left palm still in my hands. His angel's face was only a few inches from mine. I might have - should have - flinched away from his unexpected closeness, but I was unable to move. His golden eyes mesmerized me.
"What are you afraid of, then?" he whispered intently.
But I couldn't answer. As I had just once before, I smelled his cool breath in my face. Sweet, delicious, the scent made my mouth water. It was unlike anything else. Instinctively, unthinkingly, I leaned closer, inhaling.
And he was gone, his hand ripped from mine. In the time it took my eyes to focus, he was twenty feet away, standing at the edge of the small meadow, in the deep shade of a hude fir tree. He stared at me, his eyes dark in the shadows, his expression unreadable.
I could feel the hurt and shock on my face. My empty hands stung.
"I'm... sorry... Edward," I whispered. I knew he could hear.
"Give me a moment," he called, just loud enough for my less sensitive ears. I sat very still.
After ten incredibly long seconds, he walked back, slowly for him. He stopped, still several feet away, and sank gracefully to the ground, crossing his legs. His eyes never left mine. He took two deep breaths, and then smiled in apology.
"I am very sorry." He hesitated. "Would you understand what I meant if I said I was only human?"
I nodded once, not quite able to smile at his joke. Adrenaline pulsed through my veins as the realization of danger slowly sank in He could smell that from where he sat. His smile turned mocking.
"I'm the world's best predator, aren't I?" Everything about me invites you in - my voice, my face, even my smell. As if I need any of that!" Unexpectedly, he was on his feet, bounding away, instantly out of sight, only to appear beneath the same tree as before, having circled the meadow in a half a second.
"As if you could outrun me," he laughed bitterly.
He reached up with one hand and, with a deafening crack, effortlessly ripped a two-foot-thick branch from the trunck of the spruce. I balanced it in that hand for a moment, and then threw it with blinding speed, shattering it against another huge tree, which shook and trembled at the blow.
And he was in front of me again, standing two feet away, still as a stone.
"As if you could fight me off," he said gently.
I sat without moving, more frightened of him than I had ever been. I'd never seen him so completely freed of that carefully cultivated facade. He'd never been less human... or more beautiful. Face ashen, eyes wide, I sat like a bird locked in the eyes of a snake.
His lovely eyes seemed to glow with rash excitement. Then, as the seconds passed, they dimmed. His expression slowly folded into a mask of ancient sadness.
"Don't be afraid," he murmured, his velvet voice unintentionally seductive. "I promise..." He hesitated. "I swear not to hurt you." He seemed more concerned with convincing himself than me.
"Don't be afraid," he whispered again as he stepped closer, with exaggerated slowness. He sat sinuously, with deliberately unhurried movements, till our faces were on the same level, just a foot apart.
posted by just_bella
Here we go, hope people enjoy!!

Last time:

"I guess it's time to head back, I need to explain what I learned to everyone else, and I really want to read more." I admitted

He nodded and stood next to me wrapping one arm around my shoulders.

"Anytime you want to get it off your chest just let me know and we can go out to eat." He smiled as he said the last line.

I put my head on his arm and nodded up at him.

"Thank you for everything Edward, you know I mean that with all I am." I thought as we began walking to the edge of the woods.
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We ran all the...
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posted by twilight-7
Kayla’s POV


Life was to carry on as normal. That meant I would have to go to school and take my exams. I knew I was safe because Edward was with me and Charlie said Mitchell would be constantly on look out. Plus the wolves were helping too. So I shouldn’t be so jittery, right? But I was. Every noise scared me and any slight movement had me cowering into Edward’s protective embrace. Edward found this all amusing. Glad I made someone laugh.
The weekend I just had seemed to drag on for weeks and weeks. It felt longer than just two days. So the following week dragged on for what felt like months...
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It’s my first time I’m writing a story, so I hope you like it, sorry for the mistakes I’m not that good in English :D Please leave comments, if the comments are good, I’ll put the rest of the story up too :D

Bella’s pov

Months has passed now since Renesmee was born and I was turned into a vampire by my beloved husband Edward. It all feels so strange, like it all happened yesterday, maybe it’s because the days are a lot longer now from since I was human. As a human I needed sleep but now I don’t need to sleep anymore. I don’t regret any of it, I can spend more time with Renesmee,...
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For some, it's true...
For some, it's true...
100 Places To Go During The Summer: Cullen Style

Chapter 2: The Opera House

Emmett's POV

I am very excited!!! Jasper had the best idea!!! We're taking the girls to The Opera House! Edward didn't want to, but we forced him to. He's so weak...Ooops. He can hear my mind...

"Emmett," he growled sharply.

"Sorry, bro. No hard feelings...Right?," I said nervously.

"Ugghrggghhh, you are sooo very intellectually infected with dementia," Edward complained.

What the hell does that even mean??? I'm confused. I've gotta remember to look up dementia online. And intellectually...He's right. I am kinda stupid. Ooops....
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posted by lovethecullens
“Just try to keep an open mind, I swear you are as bad as your mother zero fashion sense, and all the time that I have spent teaching you how to dress… are you even listening to me??” my aunt Alice grumbled as she rolled her eyes at me. Apparently my selection for my first day of high school wasn’t nearly good enough. I pulled myself in from my daydreams and let out a sigh of surrender to my most annoying yet favorite aunt. “Ok, ok I am waving the white flag, do with me what you will, if it means we will be done here!”
“Nessie is your Aunt playing dress up again?” My mother...
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posted by mad_mackem28
1.You risk being grounded in the name of Twilight!
2.You check the twilighters site more than your facebook/myspace pages.
3.Every thing that you talk about, some how relates back to Twilight!
4.People ask you if you want to go to the movies and you automatically try to convince them to see Twilight for the millionth time.
5.Everywhere you go, you’ll think of the Twilight characters and wonder if they have ever been there.
6.You cried even when you were in the same building as Nikki Reed and Edi Gathegi even though you didn’t see them.
7.You risk getting fired at work by using the off limits...
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posted by ktbminnie12
Bella’s POV
    I didn’t know how long it had been since I passed out. I woke up to see light coming through the cracks where there were boards on the window. But it still wasn’t enough to see into the dark room. But I could see some things.
    I saw something lying on the floor by my feet. I got up only to feel the pain in my back from my brutal beating. I slowly crawled over as far as the chain would let me go and reached out to the thing lying on the floor.
    I picked it up. Or should I say, I picked up pieces of whatever...
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posted by Twilight597
My name is Hayley Williams and I'm in a band called Paramore. There are four other people in our band,Josh and Zac Farro, Jeremy Davis, and last but not least Taylor York. We are waiting in Jeremy's living room waiting for a conformation to play in Italy. We were going to play privately for a very royal family, like kings or queens. I think there names were Aro, Caius, Marcus, and all of there 'guard'. I was so anxious for the call, in fact we all were. i was practically jumping in my seat.Suddenly my phone started ringing and i screamed and reached into my pocket to get it.
posted by Yoss
STARLESS

“Of course, Nessie’s going to college. Do you just expect her to spend the rest of her life here in Forks?” Aunt Rose answered haughtily.

“Which college?” Jacob asked in a controlled voice.

“Dartmouth, of course!” Aunt Rose answered immediately.

“It’s still up to Nessie.” Dad said looking directly at Jacob.

Aunt Rose made a face. “Nessie’s going to college. She knew better than to let a good opportunity pass. Not everyone gets to be accepted in an ivy league.” Then she turned to Jacob once again, “So if I were you, dog, I’ll give up on the illusion that Nessie’s...
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It seemed like my bedroom was spinning before me. Could half-vampires even faint? It felt like I was about to. Every surface of my room was covered with the disgusting flowers.

“Nessie, what’s wrong?” My father took in the scene before us. What he saw made him growl. He instantly put his arms around me. I clung to him like a little girl – a frightened little girl.

“Sweetie, tell us…” My mom crossed the bedroom floor to the windows, crushing the roses in the process – the sound of snapping stems made me wince. The windows were now opened wide. I was absolutely sure I shut them...
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Pictures of the cast and set are appearing. The anticipation is growing. And the fans are speculating.

Alot of the fans are also wondering how they are going to play out Bella's hallucinations of Edward. There are many ways they can do that.

When she is in Port Angeles, she goes near a bar. This is the first time she hears Edward's voice since his departure. They could possibly do a voice-over. And same with the bike incident. I think a voice-over would be best.
But, for the cliff diving, I think it would be really awesome and more emotional if he appeared in physical form.

Bella, at the...
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The Cover
The Cover
Now, this is the interview that Kristen gave to a Brazilian Magazine (the same that i posted Rob´s interview from) in November and here´s the translation! (sorry for taking so long)


*What do you have in common with Bella?
Kristen: When you read the book, you immediately feel like Bella. She has the same qualities as many girls wish they had. She´s very self sufficient and i´m also like that.

*What kind of books do you like to read?
Kristen: I´ve read East of Eden, from John Steinbeck, so many times. And it´s a book that my whole family read it. It´s weird, I always go to bookstores, but...
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I stared at my reflection in the huge gilt mirror - flawless perfection - as it has been, always. I used to revel in my own - gloriousness(?), perfection. I always thought, always believed, this beauty - that I was blessed and cursed with - could give me everything I could possibly wish for. Until Fate proved me wrong, so wrong. I sighed and turned around to face him.

"Is that your new hobby, Edward? Lurk in corners?" I asked haughtily. Edward, arrogant and perfect, stood in a corner.

"I apologize for the intrusion, Rosalie - for lurking as you put it. I wanted to play the piano. Nevermind, I'll...
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posted by twilight-7
I know this is short but I didn't have a lot of time. I had stuff to do but you don't want to hear about it. I will write a longer part for Chapter 26. Enjoy! (And just something else, I appreciate and value all of you comments and opinions but please don't say you hate my fictional characters. They don't like it and neither do I. Thank you!)


I threw my arms around his neck and kissed his snowy lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up and kissed me back. The passion that was behind that kissed only proved to me more that he loved me. I couldn’t believe that I had doubted...
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Okey... I edited this article already.. I screwed up the first one...There were a few questions involving whether Jasper was actually right or left-handed. A few said that he was left-handed and some said right. So I went to 'investigate' and took a few pics of the movie.

Results? (ok this is where i screwed up)

In the 1st round, when it was Rosalie's turn to bat, Jasper was seen 'showing-off' when he twirled the bat with his left hand.

When his turn came to bat, he was seen holding and twirling the bat with his right hand. But he BATTED with his LEFT hand (this was the part that i was totally...
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posted by mwalsh
hope you like it please comment


chapter two
(girl's pov)


i opened my eye's and looked around the room there were eleven people looking at me, they were all standing at the door except one he was holding my hand and then suddenly i remember my angel seth who saved me. i looked around the room at all there faces and paused at seths i just stared into his beautiful eye's, someone cleared there throat while a girl giggled. seth laughed and tightened his grip on my hand, i turned my eye's back to the other ten people in the room the leader steped forward he had blonde hair and he was extreamly beautiful...
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posted by dinosteph
So, I had a really hard time writing this chapter, I know it's not that good, which is due to the fact that I didn't want to write it. I hit backspace way too many times. I guess I didn't want this to happen to Edward and Bella, its like when I was reading New Moon, I didn't want to keep reading, cause it made it more true.
So after an hour and a half, this is what I came up with...



Silence has never hurt me so much. Neither one of them said anything. I could imagine Alice was doing all the talking, explaining, trying to make Edward understand, to see the futures that laid out before all of...
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I found this and I wondered what everyone would think. Do you agree or disagree?

1.
Carlisle's History-- It's clear that the Cullens operate with a different set of rules than most vampires. However, without knowing that it took two centuries of "torturous effort" for the clan's patriarch to perfect his self-control, or that now, nearly 300 years later, he's developed an immunity to the scent of human blood, you can't really grasp the struggle that the relatively young Edward faces each time he's near Bella. Or for that matter, the way his actions put the entire Cullen coven at risk.

2.
Alice...
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posted by mrsblack_1089
I dozed off for a while on the plane, and woke up with a jarr as the plane wheels hit the ground. I grabbed my bag and started to walk off the plane. It had been a five hour plane ride and all of the other passengers were stretching before leaving. They were uncomfortable, but I wasn't. Anyhow, I set my bag down and wasted a few minutes to stretch before trying to leave again. I was always forgetting to act human.
I took a shuttle to Brenton which dropped me off right on the campus, giving me the full view.
I looked around in awe. The campus seemed to stretch for miles in every direction!...
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Indigo has issued a press release stating their figures indicate that this year Stephenie Meyers' Twilight series did more sales than J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series did last year, which included the final Potter book. Good timing for Twilight, of course, as the movie opens tomorrow. Haven't read the books? Don't fret, "Canada’s Twilight Saga headquarters" surely has plenty of copies left.

For more, read Mark's story (and interview with Meyers) on the occasion of the release of Breaking Dawn, the fourth and "final" book in the Twilight series.

Here is the full Indigo press release:

Young...
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