Rachelle Lefevre (Vancouver)

part 9 will be up tomorrow

Bella's pov

I woke up, still feeling his arms around me
“Did I fall a sleep” I asked him confused. “I thought vampire can’t sleep”
“yes anda did fall a sleep and no vampire don’t sleep, but it’s probably because you’re pregnant and very tired that anda did” he berkata back
“How long did I sleep then” asking him but still looking outside.
“about 7 hours I guess” he berkata back
“It’s so strange, I don’t feel like a vampire right now” Are anda sure anda made me one” I laughed a little and looked at him and saw him laughing too
“yes of course...

Most reviews will compare one book to another, but some buku 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. vampire and Wizards but other than that none.Twilight is lebih of a romance novel then a fantasi , it just has the mythological twist of vampires. Harry Potter is lebih the fantasi 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 anda see something like this rain then that means Alice is having a vision of rain. Oh and in this anda see a different side of Alice. Don't forget to komentar 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 anda 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 oleh the sea, the wind whispering in my ears, a smell of sea salt wafting through my nose. I thought to myself, "Does he truly cinta 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 cinta 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...