Kristen Stewart

The last one for today. Thank you for those who are pagbaba this story and enjoying it. I appreciate you guys and I will write as much as I can. :)

Bella's POV

Once we arrive at the Cullens everyone seemed worried about Alice, especially Jasper. If he wasn't a vampire, I think he would be crying. Poor Jasper. I started talking as if I was an anchor in Good Morning America.
"I know everyone is upset Alice, but she is ok. I think. When I was picking up Renesmee at La Push, Jacob gave me this." I showed everyone the letter. "He sinabi it's from Alica and she crossed the boundary line to go to the ocean."...

Most reviews will compare one book to another, but some books can not be comapred like Harry Potter and Twilight.Most people will argue that they are about the same things but i disagree.

The only comparison is that they each have a mythological refrence. Bampira and Wizards but other than that none.Twilight is madami of a romance novel then a pantasiya , it just has the mythological twist of vampires. Harry Potter is madami the pantasiya not the romance.

There are two completley different situations in both the books. the only comparison is that the main characters are trying to be killed. Again for...

**Third part of the stories, Sequel to "Feelings" This one is in Alice's POV. If you see something like this rain then that means Alice is having a vision of rain. Oh and in this you see a different side of Alice. Don't forget to comment and rate please! I know its short, I'm sorry.

"Let go Alice, he'll be back later." I heard Edward whispered. I took my hand off the door handle.
"This is all your fault." I said, and I turned around to glare at Rosalie. "If you had just let Edward be, then none of this would have happened! Jasper wouldn't be gone, Edward wouldn't be so unsure of what he is...

chapter one


As I lay sa pamamagitan ng the sea, the wind whispering in my ears, a smell of sea salt wafting through my nose. I thought to myself, "Does he truly pag-ibig me?" I wandered along the shore, the sun peaking out over the horizon. "No one has ever loved me before." I murmured, picking up a shell, intricately designed with its curves and angles. I knew one thing and one thing only, I was deeply in pag-ibig with Eric. Eric with his mysterious disapearences, broad shoulders, warm, pale skin, and calm brown eyes. No one had ever made me feel this way. Ever since I saw him at the Windsors' party and danced the...