End of Part 196:

Jemima’s POV:

The blonde tried to reason with me again. I charged for him, but he dodged neatly. The girl was crying again. That was really getting on my nerves. I spun to face her, a growl ripping through my teeth. She sobbed louder; I stalked towards her.

“I. Told. You. To. Shut. Up.”

I knelt down in front of her, placing my hands on either side of her head.

“Please,” she whimpered. “Please, leave me alone.”

“Fat chance.” I whispered, before squashing her head between my hands. Her skull wasn’t has hard as a vampire’s; it squished beneath my fingers like...

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End of Part 189:

Jodie’s POV:

“I’m sorry,” he murmured.

I didn’t need his apologies; he had nothing to apologise for. If there was one thing that pissed me off, if was people apologising for no reason. I shrugged him off.

“Don’t be. It’s my fault. I was stupid enough to tell someone… someone who I thought I could trust. I was wrong. I couldn’t trust anyone. Not even Ariel, in the end...”

Then I felt stupid. Stupid for thinking he would help me. Stupid for thinking that I could get over it. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

I dived into the pool, swimming away. Fred...

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Cassandra's POV:

I was on my feet and running, before I even realized what I was doing. I tore through the trees, knowing that no matter sort of recpetion I got, I had to see Mariella.

I had to apologize, not that it would make up for anything.

In the back of my mind, almost buried behind my need to see Mariella and my wishes that she wouldn't hate me anymore, I hoped that they'd found Renesmee.

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Part 96:

Cassandra's POV:

When I broke through the trees into the clearing that was just in front of the cave, I stopped running.

I...

Part 72:

Bella's POV:

Sobbing, I peered out slightly from behind the arm that covered my face. My eyes found Edward, and the look on his face almost killed me.

He looked scared, hopeless, desperate... hurt. He was in agony, and it was my fault. Maybe if I'd just let him comfort me...

I hid my face again - I couldn't madala to see that look in Edward's eyes.

I felt arms balutin around my shoulders, and I froze for a moment, until I realized it wasn't Edward's arms around me. These tiny, thin arms could only belong to Alice.

"Bella?" She murmured softly. "What's the matter?"

I twisted to face her,...

I haven't written any of Renesmee's POV for ages cos Iv been waitin to come up with ideas... and now I have one! Here goes...

End of Part 48:

Renesmee's POV:

Then I told Lily everything. About my family being vampires, and then Jacob imprinting on me and about the pack. I told her about moving to Canada because we'd been discovered, and meeting Mariella, and then Ivan and Cassandra. I told her about the fight today. I told her that seeing all the russet brown covers, and the mural of mga lobo had just made me remember that I might have Nawawala so much in that fight. And all the while she sat and...

jacob's pov:

I'd been happy this morning. me, Leah and Seth had ditched school. Leah wasn't too happy about it. She thought Seth should've gone to school, but she wasn't gonna go on her own, so she stayed with us.

We'd messed about, play fighting and racing in the mountains.

We came back down for lunch, just as Esme was getting back. I could smell the fresh cakes she'd bought. yum.

smells wonderful Leah thought

yeah Seth agreed tasty

First one to the cakes gets the biggest one! i challenged, racing down the mountain.

When we reached Esme though, and we saw the look on her face - horror, guilt,...

It’s Leah, so... beware sarcasm and swearing.

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Leah’s POV:

Leah, Jake thought. Stop making sarcastic comments, this is serious! If Ivan kills them, he might come for us!

I growled at that thought, along with Seth and Jacob. No over-muscled Russian sparkle-pants comes after my brother and my friend and gets away with. He may have a stupid accent that he thinks makes him sound like a bad-ass Mafia dude, but I’ve got claws and I aint afraid to use ‘em.

“Why are they going there, Alice?” Jasper asked.

Every time I see him and Alice together, it cracks me up. He’s tall,...

Sorry, sorry! I know it's been ages since I've written. (20 days.) I've been working on another fanfic I might upload at soem point, and I've discovered this great new website with loads of fanfics and I've been addicted to that. (fanfiction.net)

Hope you like. Team JAlice forever!
...

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Alice’s POV:

Eventually, when the cave had fallen silent, I opened my eyes. Jasper stood facing the apoy with his back to me. The muscles in his neck and arms were tight, and his fists were clenched. So I went to his side and took his hand. He gazed down at me, brushing his fingertips across my...

Part 176:

Mariella’s POV:

We were going to go through with the plan. God help us, we were going to go through with it.

Three months later…

The kastilyo was dark, and for once I wished I didn’t have super vision. I wished I couldn’t see in the dark as clearly as I could in the light. I wished I couldn’t see Ivan.

We were sitting on the luxury sofa, as he sat on an walang kibo opposite us. I didn’t know why he bothered with the whole friendly pretence. Cassandra and I knew that it was all a façade and he knew that we did. Yet he still insisted on talking to us like we were old friends. I...

So, I’m really annoyed right now so I should be able to write Jasper’s POV really well…
…
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Jasper’s POV:

“Alice,” I croaked again, my eyes nearly opening… I saw a glimpse of her: huge eyes, filled with shock and hope and joy; kulay-rosas lips, half way between an “o” of astonishment and a smile of delight.

Next time that the light faded, letting me see, I resisted the whiteness that tried to take Alice from my view. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists and fought it. It was hard, but I managed to do it; the longer amount of time that I kept Alice in my sight, the...

I’ve got a new character to introduce… and I can’t write from anyone else’s POV… so, here goes. Meet Jemima!

Part 166:

Jemima’s POV:

I met him at the bar. I couldn’t believe my luck.

The pub is terrible; the only people that go there are fat, middle-aged men and a few students from the local college. Obviously, they aren’t from round here – any student from round here knows that the pub is a bad idea. The students don’t often come madami than once. The only ones that stick around are the ones who are like younger versions of the regulars: vulgar, sexist pigs who try to choke...

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Mariella’s POV:

That was why I was doing this: for him, for his eyes, for his hair, for his hand in mine, for his kiss, for his voice, for his scent, for his life: for us. I couldn’t back down now, despite the fact that I was petrified.

I pulled away from Cassandra, opening my eyes. The kastilyo looked different to me now: I was glad of it; I was hungry for siege. Bloodlust boiled within me, pulling my lips back so my teeth were bared.

“Mariella?” Cassandra whispered, alarmed and confused sa pamamagitan ng the change in me.

“Come on,” I hissed, holding out my hand without glancing...

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Carl’s POV:

My mother’s reply was slow, deliberated, and full of revulsion. “Now, you listen to me, whatever your name is-“

“Mariella,” I hissed, not letting this go any further. “Her name is Mariella. And you’d better get used to it!”

With that, I turned and led Mariella - with Jodie still gripping her hand – away from the watching crowd, down the tunnel and out into Willow Pool.

I didn’t know what was coming next. I didn’t know if it would be heated, furious revenge, or a cold, calculated murder. I did know one thing, though: if Mariella and I went down,...

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Carl’s POV:

And I loved her. I was in pag-ibig with Mariella. I loved her with all my heart.

Of course, she was the most beautiful, glorious, amazing, sweet, kind-hearted person I had ever met…but I had never loved anyone apart from my mother. And this was a different pag-ibig entirely.

This was powerful pag-ibig that ruled your mind and consumed your soul. This pag-ibig knocked you down every time you felt it. This pag-ibig was inescapable; hypnotizing… this pag-ibig could kill you in an instant. But it was also your life source, your reason for being. Without it, you will surely die. Without...

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Alice's POV:

A few madami moments passed, and then the male vampire turned to face us. He smiled, his expression friendly. He spoke, and his english was layered thickly with a spanish accent.

"I should introduce myself. I am Rodrigo. I have been searching for Cassandra for a hundred years, ever since she was taken from me by..."

I waited, worried that whatever he would say might be the provocation for Jasper to attack.

"...by Ivan." He finished.

Everyone gasped, including me. Ivan? There was madami to the monster than met the eye, clearly. His evil deeds much stretch back centuries,...

Okay, so, I wanted to add another chracter into the story, so I'm going to write their POV without telling you their name. he he.

-vampirella x

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Mystery POV:

Drip-drop, drip-drop

The rain pattered against the roof of the deserted house. A few drops leaked through the hole where one of the tiles had once been, but had long sicne fallen down onto the ground below. The water droplets landed on the toe of my battered shoe.

I didn't bother to pull my foot away. I hadn't moved for years. Why think now, why feel now, when there was nothing to think about,...

So, it's been ages since I wrote Nessie's POV. I have really no idea what I'm goin to write now. Sorry if it's a really boring, plot-less chapter.

-VAMPirella xx


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Renesmee's POV:

I pulled my legs up onto the bed, resting my head on my knees. Or was it, maybe, because I knew - knew deep in my puso - that I was never getting Jacob back, Knew that I would never see my family again? So, maybe, I should just take what's left to me. Ivan.

He's all I have left in the world, so shouldn't I make the most of him? He wants to help me, after all. He wants to take the pain away...

I shook...

I dont really know what I'm doin with Nessie's side of the story... but let's see how it goes.

-vampi

End of Part 65:

Renesmee's POV:

"You have to try to be happy around them, if you want them to go away." He whispered, his lips against my ear.

I pulled my head away from him. "Why?"

"Because, they feed off anger, sadness, worry, fear. It's what keeps them alive. They're drawn to it, sucking it in. Your feelings flavour the air. And that's what they extract from the atmousphere. Emotion." He explained.

I sat in silence, taking that in. Ivan pulled me against his side again.

"Please." I whispered,...

How come you guys aren't commenting anymore?

End of Part 49:

Mariella's POV:


As I walked in silence, unaware of who was susunod to, I thought about what Bella had said. She's gone, how would I know where to find her? Or how to? After everything she's done for me... What if I never saw her again? I wished she'd come back... but that was never going to happen, right?

And I didn't want it to! I never wanted to see her again. I couldn't squash the feeling that I was lying to myself...

Part 50:

Mariella's POV:

There was a quiet buzz of conversation, everyone talking excpet for the wolves. Because they...

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Alice’s POV:

We burst through the trees into a small clearing, falling quickly into a loose V shape. Edward, Jasper and Emmett up front; Carlisle and Rosalie just behind them, then me, then Esme and Bella with Renesmee.

The mga lobo spread out around the clearing, slinking slowly along the edge of the trees. Sunlight glistened off the small pool on the left side of the clearing; the light dance din strange ways over the sparkles on her skin as she glared up at us.

Her brown hair was wild and curly about her thin, pale face, which was stained with streaks of blood. Her eyes were...