Ashley Greene out at H.Wood Lounge - March 30

Grandpa Carlilse came over to the house with all his equipment, then my Uncles and Aunts came. " Honey are wewe ok?" Aunt Rosalie asked and she started to touch my face.
I didn't say anything i was cradled like a baby in my father's arms. I couldn't speak i only coughed and sneezed a few times. " She is just stunned. Remember her old friend on the island well she had a dream that he bit here and killed Jacob." Dad alisema swiftly. Tears started to trickle down my face and when he alisema Jacob it rang a kengele in my head. " Dad i need to see Jacob. Please let me go i need to see if he's ok!" I struggled...

Edward’s POV. I wrote this because bitten_byedward asked me to and also because I think wewe guys want to know what Edward was thinking when he left. It’s basically just a rambling of what Edward’s thinking. Incoherent thought and nonsensical rambling. Nothing amazing.



I gripped the steering wheel tightly with one hand and with the other I pinched the bridge of my nose. How could she take his side? A guy she’s barely met twice and she’s choosing him over me! I wanted to go back there and rip his throat out but I contained my anger. I would only upset Kayla if I killed Mitchell. But...

No one is staring at you, I promised myself. No one is staring at you. No one is
staring at you.
But, because I couldn’t lie convincingly even to myself, I had to check.
As I sat waiting for one of the three traffic lights in town to turn green, I peeked
to the right—in her minivan, Mrs. Weber had turned her whole torso in my
direction. Her eyes bored into mine, and I flinched back, wondering why she
didn’t drop her gaze au look ashamed. It was still considered rude to stare at
people, wasn’t it? Didn’t that apply to me anymore?
Then I remembered that these windows were so darkly tinted that...

Bella’s POV

    I felt the blackness come over me. My lungs started hurting. I felt like I couldn’t breath. It was really hard. I felt the cold hands hold something over my mouth. I tried to scream, but the hands held something there to muffle my screams. Finally, I passed out. I didn’t know how long it was, but I felt the blackness and numbness going away.
    Suddenly with a jolt, I woke up. I sat up straight and looked around. I didn’t know where I was. It was dark and the only window this room had, had planks on it. I could see through the...

SUMMIT ENTERTAINMENT RUNS WITH THE mbwa mwitu PACK IN THE TWILIGHT SAGA: NEW MOON

Chaske Spencer, Bronson Pelletier, Alex Meraz, Kiowa Gordon
and Tyson Houseman to nyota as Members of mbwa mwitu Pack

Los Angeles, CA March 23, 2009 – Summit Entertainment announced today that Native American/First Nation actors Chaske Spencer, Bronson Pelletier, Alex Meraz, Kiowa Gordon and Tyson Houseman have signed on to nyota as the members of the mbwa mwitu pack in THE TWILIGHT SAGA: NEW MOON. In the film, the mbwa mwitu pack defends humans against Wanyonya damu although they have a tribal history intricately entwined with Edward Cullen...

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...

OK, quick recap:

"Benjamin, would wewe and Emmett please gather the remains of the kondoo and put them in the small ghalani until after lunch?" He alisema as he lead the way into the house.

We made our way to the first animal that the children had found. I picked the poor beast up in my arms, attempting to keep the blood from getting on my clothing. I made my way over to the smaller of the barns as Ben turned to go to the field in tafuta of other casualties.

We managed to collected all 3 sheep, and made our way back to the house without ruining our clothing, and hopefully before all the lunch was gone....

I woke to the feel of someone stroking me cheek. The cold, gentle fingers were soothing to me and I didn’t want to open my eyes but I heard his velvet voice speak to me.
“June 20.”
“Hmm?” I murmured. I was still half asleep. I had no idea what he was on about.
“June 20,” he repeated softly. “My birthday.”
I was wide awake now. “Your birthday?”
I looked up into his golden eyes and saw them full of some kind of emotion.
He nodded.
“When were wewe born?” I asked. “What year?”
“1901,” Edward said, quietly. “In Chicago. I was seventeen when Carlisle changed me. I was dying...