Ashley

So tihs is a story I haven't added to in 2 months! I've had this big writers block for this story :( But I'm back now! No need to worry!
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Bella POV

I threw my last bag into the trunk of Emmett's car and put myself in the passenger side. "Okay."

He put the car in gear and pulled out of my driveway. "You ready to go kick some ass?"

"More like blow up." I grined. "You did tell Dad we were comming through the outside gate right?"

"Of course." He goffed. "Like they would let us through with all your giant guns and bombs if we didn't."

"Good." I nodded....

Inspired from the MTV show Moving In.
Warning reted - M.

Hay, my name Is Bella Swan I'm - 19. I have a boyfriend, Edward Cullen(19). I love him but ther Is one problem. I love a boy named Jacob Black(18) too. so I asked my parents for help. My mother Renee and father Charlie. ***knock on the door*** *oww, he's here* open door and sees Edward. *hello, love* he kisses me softly. *come In* we walked to the living room. ***knock on the door*** *just a second* I opened the door and saw Jacob. *hay beautiful* he hug me and we walked to Edward. *what Is he doing here* Edward said angry. *no, what are...

!!!!!!!!!WARNING!!!!! ONLY FOR ADULTS!!!!!!
Hello, guys. It's been a while, since I posted for the last time. I'm sorry. I had one of the worst sessions in the university. Now I'm free, so I think, I'll end this story soon.


I was hesitant for a moment, and then I covered her lips with mine with a passionate kiss. I moved my hands down her back and felt some cloth, covering her skin. I turned Bella to her back, never breaking the kiss and my hands with one move tore that lacy thing on Bella.
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“I will always be there for you,” murmured Edward. With this he sealed my fate. A fate of enveloping darkness, overwhelming sadness and heart-breaking loneliness. This day was what I have been dreading for ever since we became friends. In a place of such sorrow and solitude you couldn’t help but find someone to lean on. Nobody was better in that respect than my best friend Edward. The only person I have opened up to and knew all my secrets. I was seven and he was eight just one year older than me but seem to have an incredible knowledge for his age. He was an orphan just like me and …...