Okay, so basically, I think that the way Stephenie Meyer finished Breaking Dawn, the story could be carried on. So this the first few pages of the inayofuata book in the series, that I wrote last night, Called Crescent light.
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Crescent Light
Changing
The past two years had been very; very different to the route my life had decided to take ever since I moved to Forks four and a half years ago. I had to admit, I was getting used to the terrifying, yet some how glorious turn my life had taken. Terrifying due to the many dangers Edward’s secret had brought upon me, however glorious due to just that – Edward. Edward, the stunningly beautiful being that lay inayofuata to me. As I stared at his face, into his striking ochre eyes, I saw that look…something that I had seen many times in him that still puzzled me even in this incredible body I had been given. I still couldn’t understand that look. The way he looked at me… like I was the prize, rather than the outrageously lucky winner… I didn’t make any sense.
Trying to remember the first time I’d seen this look irritated me. Trying to look back to my human memories always bothered me… it felt like looking through a window into a memory, only that window was draped with a black curtain, blurring the vision and creating a dark, annoying tint to the memory that made it zaidi and zaidi difficult to understand. But, even though the memory was dim, I could still see his face. That look. Suddenly, I was brought back to the present as Edwards sweet breath brushed my cheek, so soft and delicate, as he sighed. I managed to drag my gaze away from his eyes to watch that breathtaking, crooked smile I adored break across his impeccable face.
‘What?’ I asked, not being able to keep myself from smiling back.
‘Nothing…’ Edward murmured ‘I was just thinking about how unbelievably beautiful wewe are and how incredibly lucky I am’
I closed my eyes for a moment and just listened to the sound of his perfect voice. ‘Renesmee’s about to wake up…’ he sighed again, taking my hand and kissing it softly.
‘We should probably get up’ I sighed too… My eyes were still closed (after so many years, I still couldn’t get over how unbelievably happy I felt just being with him) I waited a few sekunde for Edward to say something and he hadn’t. ‘Mayb…’ I started to say as I opened my eyes, but was abruptly cut of kwa Edward. He kissed me so passionately, it shouldn’t be legal. I wrapped my hands around his neck and entwined them in his golden hair, pulling him closer. Everything was so easy between us now. I was no longer a fragile human, and no longer an official new born, as my strength had run off a few weeks ago, when Emmett had (finally) beaten me in Arm wrestling. Edward and I fit together so well. Like two puzzle pieces, designed for each other – a perfect match. Too soon, it ended, Edward pulled away. A frowned and began to sulk when Edward started laughing
‘Renesmee?’ He reminded me.
‘Right’ I sighed yet again ‘Renesmee’
He took my hand in his and we both jumped from the kitanda gracefully landing right in front of the huge mirror Alice had installed around a mwaka ago, just outside my new wardrobe. It was part of her plan to ‘adapt my taste’ as she had said. Edward told me that she was hoping that me seeing myself in the new outfits she had filled our wardrobe with, and seeing how well her style worked on me, it would make me give up my old sweats and wear some of the designer things Alice liked to call casual… sure. It was kind of working though. I mean, not majorly, but I don’t wear old sweats everyday, I have taken to a few of the dresses in there though.
Whilst Edward darted into that wardrobe to get our cloths, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. What immediately caught me attention was my eyes. The attractive, honey colour of them was as soft and smooth as liquid – it reminded me so much of Edward’s eyes – it was like carrying part of him (and the rest of the Cullens) around with me. My silky brown hair hung lightly on my shoulders, in a perfect straight line, shaping my snowy-pale face.
Within a second, Edward was back, carrying a pale pink summer dress in one hand and in the other a pair of deep black jeans and a light grey shirt. I reached towards him and he threw the dress at me. It landed directly in my open hand and a few moments later we were both dressed and on our way to Renesmee’s room. On the way, there was a virtually silent knock on the door.
‘Jacob’ Edward alisema and left to answer it.
Silently, I opened her door without making a sound. A single beam of light shone threw her window highlighting her rosy skin, creating a faint sparkle as she slept peacefully in her bed. Careful not to wake her, I noiselessly moved to the far corner of her room and sat in the purple chair to her desk. As I gazed around Nessie’s bedroom I chuckled lightly. For about 3 weeks now, her new ‘thing’ was purple. It was her new colour. Absolutely everything in her room was purple. The soft, lilac carpet; the gentle lavender walls; even the furniture was mauve.
Her beautiful, curly hair was so long now that, as she slept, it hung of off her kitanda onto the floor. As of Carlisle’s last measurement (yesterday, just before bed) Nessie is 4’8 exactly. And combined with her weight, physically, she is 12/ 13 years old.
Just then, Edward and Jake walked in.
‘Hey Bels’ Jake alisema a little too loudly
‘Shhhh…’ Edward alisema as Nessie stirred lightly.
‘Sorry’ Jake replied.
‘It’s Okay Jake. Edward – How long ‘til she wakes up?’ I asked
‘Not long now, her dreams are starting to become clearer. In fact…’ He cut off and we all looked at Nessie – I moved to her side instantly. Her eyes began to flutter and she murmured something quietly. Then she rolled onto her side and her eyes fluttered some more.
‘Nessie Honey?’ I whispered gently into her ear. She mumbled again, blinked a few times, then stared at me with her chokoleti brown eyes… After a few sekunde of looking confused, she smiled Edward’s smile and kissed my cheek.
‘Morning Mama’ she alisema brightly. As she looked around and saw Edward and Jacob, she sat up and greeted them too.
‘Nessie!’ Jake said, loudly as he walked over and picked her up in a big kubeba hug ‘How’s my girl?’ I loved the way he looked at her. It used to irritate me, but now I realized that it was good to have somebody out there who cared for her as much as I did and was strong enough and willing enough to protect her.
‘Rose is waiting for wewe Ness’ Edward alisema to her. As soon as Edward had finished talking, Renesmee was up and at her chest of drawers (her violet chest of drawers) and was already choosing an outfit. Looking in her wardrobe was almost as amusing as looking around her room. 80% of her cloths were purple the other 20% had some sort of glittery, sparkly thing somewhere on them. She had chosen her favourite shati (the short-sleeved lavender one with silver gems in the shape of two hearts linked together on the front) and a cute denim skirt, upindo Alice had got for her last week after there huge shopping spree.
Then she turned around to face us holding the cloths. She stared at Jake and Edward for a moment with her eyebrows rose. Jake looked confused, but Edward just laughed and explained to us ‘Renesmee would like some privacy Jacob’
‘Oh, I see’ I mumbled and got up to leave but was stopped kwa Renesmee. She put her hand up to my cheek and told me that I could stay.
‘Come on Jacob.’ Edward alisema and he pulled lightly on Jake’s shoulder.
‘I’ll be waiting outside Ness. Kay?’ Jake alisema staring at Renesmee with a hurt look in his eyes. She saw the pain in him too and ran over to where he was standing and held her arms out for him to pick her up. When he did, she kissed him lightly on the cheek and held her hand to his face for a moment, then, when Jake smiled and hugged her back, she took her hand away and he set her on the ground.
‘See ya in a few guys’ Jake alisema and then left closely followed kwa Edward.
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Some of the things in there is actually stuff that Stepenie Meyer wrote... so comment, rate, send me e-mails if wewe have any advice xXx thanks xXx
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Crescent Light
Changing
The past two years had been very; very different to the route my life had decided to take ever since I moved to Forks four and a half years ago. I had to admit, I was getting used to the terrifying, yet some how glorious turn my life had taken. Terrifying due to the many dangers Edward’s secret had brought upon me, however glorious due to just that – Edward. Edward, the stunningly beautiful being that lay inayofuata to me. As I stared at his face, into his striking ochre eyes, I saw that look…something that I had seen many times in him that still puzzled me even in this incredible body I had been given. I still couldn’t understand that look. The way he looked at me… like I was the prize, rather than the outrageously lucky winner… I didn’t make any sense.
Trying to remember the first time I’d seen this look irritated me. Trying to look back to my human memories always bothered me… it felt like looking through a window into a memory, only that window was draped with a black curtain, blurring the vision and creating a dark, annoying tint to the memory that made it zaidi and zaidi difficult to understand. But, even though the memory was dim, I could still see his face. That look. Suddenly, I was brought back to the present as Edwards sweet breath brushed my cheek, so soft and delicate, as he sighed. I managed to drag my gaze away from his eyes to watch that breathtaking, crooked smile I adored break across his impeccable face.
‘What?’ I asked, not being able to keep myself from smiling back.
‘Nothing…’ Edward murmured ‘I was just thinking about how unbelievably beautiful wewe are and how incredibly lucky I am’
I closed my eyes for a moment and just listened to the sound of his perfect voice. ‘Renesmee’s about to wake up…’ he sighed again, taking my hand and kissing it softly.
‘We should probably get up’ I sighed too… My eyes were still closed (after so many years, I still couldn’t get over how unbelievably happy I felt just being with him) I waited a few sekunde for Edward to say something and he hadn’t. ‘Mayb…’ I started to say as I opened my eyes, but was abruptly cut of kwa Edward. He kissed me so passionately, it shouldn’t be legal. I wrapped my hands around his neck and entwined them in his golden hair, pulling him closer. Everything was so easy between us now. I was no longer a fragile human, and no longer an official new born, as my strength had run off a few weeks ago, when Emmett had (finally) beaten me in Arm wrestling. Edward and I fit together so well. Like two puzzle pieces, designed for each other – a perfect match. Too soon, it ended, Edward pulled away. A frowned and began to sulk when Edward started laughing
‘Renesmee?’ He reminded me.
‘Right’ I sighed yet again ‘Renesmee’
He took my hand in his and we both jumped from the kitanda gracefully landing right in front of the huge mirror Alice had installed around a mwaka ago, just outside my new wardrobe. It was part of her plan to ‘adapt my taste’ as she had said. Edward told me that she was hoping that me seeing myself in the new outfits she had filled our wardrobe with, and seeing how well her style worked on me, it would make me give up my old sweats and wear some of the designer things Alice liked to call casual… sure. It was kind of working though. I mean, not majorly, but I don’t wear old sweats everyday, I have taken to a few of the dresses in there though.
Whilst Edward darted into that wardrobe to get our cloths, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. What immediately caught me attention was my eyes. The attractive, honey colour of them was as soft and smooth as liquid – it reminded me so much of Edward’s eyes – it was like carrying part of him (and the rest of the Cullens) around with me. My silky brown hair hung lightly on my shoulders, in a perfect straight line, shaping my snowy-pale face.
Within a second, Edward was back, carrying a pale pink summer dress in one hand and in the other a pair of deep black jeans and a light grey shirt. I reached towards him and he threw the dress at me. It landed directly in my open hand and a few moments later we were both dressed and on our way to Renesmee’s room. On the way, there was a virtually silent knock on the door.
‘Jacob’ Edward alisema and left to answer it.
Silently, I opened her door without making a sound. A single beam of light shone threw her window highlighting her rosy skin, creating a faint sparkle as she slept peacefully in her bed. Careful not to wake her, I noiselessly moved to the far corner of her room and sat in the purple chair to her desk. As I gazed around Nessie’s bedroom I chuckled lightly. For about 3 weeks now, her new ‘thing’ was purple. It was her new colour. Absolutely everything in her room was purple. The soft, lilac carpet; the gentle lavender walls; even the furniture was mauve.
Her beautiful, curly hair was so long now that, as she slept, it hung of off her kitanda onto the floor. As of Carlisle’s last measurement (yesterday, just before bed) Nessie is 4’8 exactly. And combined with her weight, physically, she is 12/ 13 years old.
Just then, Edward and Jake walked in.
‘Hey Bels’ Jake alisema a little too loudly
‘Shhhh…’ Edward alisema as Nessie stirred lightly.
‘Sorry’ Jake replied.
‘It’s Okay Jake. Edward – How long ‘til she wakes up?’ I asked
‘Not long now, her dreams are starting to become clearer. In fact…’ He cut off and we all looked at Nessie – I moved to her side instantly. Her eyes began to flutter and she murmured something quietly. Then she rolled onto her side and her eyes fluttered some more.
‘Nessie Honey?’ I whispered gently into her ear. She mumbled again, blinked a few times, then stared at me with her chokoleti brown eyes… After a few sekunde of looking confused, she smiled Edward’s smile and kissed my cheek.
‘Morning Mama’ she alisema brightly. As she looked around and saw Edward and Jacob, she sat up and greeted them too.
‘Nessie!’ Jake said, loudly as he walked over and picked her up in a big kubeba hug ‘How’s my girl?’ I loved the way he looked at her. It used to irritate me, but now I realized that it was good to have somebody out there who cared for her as much as I did and was strong enough and willing enough to protect her.
‘Rose is waiting for wewe Ness’ Edward alisema to her. As soon as Edward had finished talking, Renesmee was up and at her chest of drawers (her violet chest of drawers) and was already choosing an outfit. Looking in her wardrobe was almost as amusing as looking around her room. 80% of her cloths were purple the other 20% had some sort of glittery, sparkly thing somewhere on them. She had chosen her favourite shati (the short-sleeved lavender one with silver gems in the shape of two hearts linked together on the front) and a cute denim skirt, upindo Alice had got for her last week after there huge shopping spree.
Then she turned around to face us holding the cloths. She stared at Jake and Edward for a moment with her eyebrows rose. Jake looked confused, but Edward just laughed and explained to us ‘Renesmee would like some privacy Jacob’
‘Oh, I see’ I mumbled and got up to leave but was stopped kwa Renesmee. She put her hand up to my cheek and told me that I could stay.
‘Come on Jacob.’ Edward alisema and he pulled lightly on Jake’s shoulder.
‘I’ll be waiting outside Ness. Kay?’ Jake alisema staring at Renesmee with a hurt look in his eyes. She saw the pain in him too and ran over to where he was standing and held her arms out for him to pick her up. When he did, she kissed him lightly on the cheek and held her hand to his face for a moment, then, when Jake smiled and hugged her back, she took her hand away and he set her on the ground.
‘See ya in a few guys’ Jake alisema and then left closely followed kwa Edward.
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Some of the things in there is actually stuff that Stepenie Meyer wrote... so comment, rate, send me e-mails if wewe have any advice xXx thanks xXx
