ok im bored and always thought Edward had a sister just didnt remember soo here goes it....i hope it doesnt stink and hope you like it!!!
Disclaimer: I own no one but Bethany and any new characters!!!!
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Ch.1 Flashbacks Of An Assortment
"Slam!" The sound rang clear throughout my room as i looked at the now tattered book sitting below my mural the pages lying flat. I rolled my eyes at the stupid thing.
I stalked over to my cama and huffed as i dived onto the quilt and soft mattress. Once again I had gotten in trouble, once again it was for something stupid.
Maybe I should introduce my self before i tell you my life long battle. Im Bethany Vivian Masen, Daughter of Edward Senior Masen and Elizabeth Masen and sister of Edward Masen. Im currently 15 and live in chicago, the ano is 1917.
Ok now back to my problem at hand. See i had just once again got caught atuação the least bit tomboyish but oi can you blame me my best friend is my brother so im not going to be exactly prim and proper.
Theres another thing, My best friend is Edward. Most girls wouldnt call their brother their best friend but I do. You see he just turned 17 days atrás so hes 2 years older then me so hes always been the protecter.
I remeber when we were really little and all the guys would flirt with me and stuff Edward would try knocking them out, And whenever i was scared we would always sit in the antro, den together and read or set up a fort and pretend to fight away vampires, werewolfs, or evil pixies.
The memories i recall mais are mais recent such as when i got asked to the formal ball por a sweet young man and was about to say yes when Edward pulled me away claiming I could do better then the low life.
"humph" I sighed still frustered with myself and sat up on my bed. I looked at the mirror on the mural and saw the same thing i saw everyday. Pale skin, Green Eyes, and long flowing brunette hair.
The only reason i liked that one memory was because i had actually had someone ask me out which rarely happened since i wasnt "pretty."
Well or the fact i was rich and guys were intimidated por that or whatever. My dad owns a booming buisness that tributes to the Chicago times. Which only made my life a little harder.
"Beth?" I heard a soft voice call, one i knew very well from all the time we spend together.
"Yes Edward?" I asked lowly about to burst into tears. I tried to be strong in front of everyone else but Edward had a sense of trust so i knew if i cried he would understand.
I buried my head back in one of my pilllows and heard the knobs twist in the old door then cautious footsteps nearing my bed. I felt an shift in the mattress and felt the presense of someone sitting seguinte to me.
Gently i looked up and was met por two green eyes looking into mine. Edward was tall and lean with pale and sharp features but we looked greatly alike probably from our mother.
"Bethy" He said gently wiping the tears from my eyes as i sat up and sat seguinte to him. He gently put his arm around my shoulder and hugged me close as i gried into his shoulder like a baby.
"You know it doesnt matter if your proper or not to everyone in the world, it matters if your yourself and let me tell you tom was surprised you could kick butt in baseball!" Edward said laughing lightly as his eyes brightened and he tried to cheer me up.
"Hahahah is that so?" I questioned playing along with my best friend/brother and smiling the crooked grin of ours.
"Hmm yes but really dont listen to mom" he replied looking down at me sincerly. I looked up and nodded completly understanding what he meant.
My mom was basically planning our lives out for us and our dad was playing along with it. I wanted to play the piano and explore the world while edward wanted to cadastrar-se the war, apparently we werent allowed to do either.
"I got an idea!" Edward exclaimed jumping up really fast shaking me out of my thoughts and bringing me to the present. He looked so excited that it scared me, them he craddled me in his arms and put me in the near por rocker as he tore my sheets from my bed.
"What the heck are you doing" I said in shock as he grabbed the quilt and blanket from the cama and gethered them in his arms. I shifted my body in the rocker to get a mais stern looking position.
"Well we are going to need this come on little sister we are going to the den" he replied smirking at the look on my face. We hadnt camped in the antro, den since we were 7 but i guess i could roll with kiddish Edward.
"Um ok" But before that was out of my mouth he grabbedmy hand and pulled me from the rocker. We were out in the hall in 2 sec. flat and were cautiously making our way por our parents closed door.
It was pretty late at night and thanks to that little blow up about 20 min back the rents had already turned in so we had to stay very quiet.
We walked past the servants quarters careful not to make any noise. The hall was dark so only Edwards hand guided me.
Soon the antro, den was in view and we reached the cracked door. I quietly opened it and took in the relaxed look of the room.
There were two leather couches and a small breakfast mesa, tabela set in the left corner was a baby grand piano that edward and i frequently used. The old carpet was rough yeat inviting.
Edward walked to the sofá setting his "Supplies" down and walked to the mesa, tabela grabbing 2 chairs made of wood and set them down facing each other. Soon enough i grabbed the sheets and we were putting them on the topo, início of the chairs and couches. Then our tent was ready.
"Ladys first" Edward whispered pulling the sheet up waiting for me to crawl inside. Hmph always the gentlemen... I thought to myself as i grabbed my ruffled skirts and held them up as i climbed under, edward following.
"So what brought this on?" I questined looking at him weird. We had always been close so i knew when he was troubled and just now in the light of the candle(which he got from somewhere??) i noticed he looked distraught.
"Listen I got a paper..." He started then stopped looking at me. In his eyes i saw fear yet hope and a little bit of....betrayal???
"So?" I replied wondering why he was atuação weird. Wow he got a paper he is soo great! you know they come from trees right???*Sarcasm*
"For the War" Thats when my stomach dropped and i realized what he was saying. He would be joining the war soon now since he was old enough(17) so that would mean he would probably cadastrar-se the seguinte draft, in 1918.
"What?" I asked in a small whisper that i always used when on the verge of tears. He looked down almost ashamed.
"Next ano i plan on disobeying and joining the war against our parents wishes agaisnt all of it, im tiried of being here i want to help, but i dont know how you will do it all alone" Edward finsihed the last part quietly and his eyes went down cast.
"What do you mean?" I asked once again confused, and a little angry.
"Its nothing just promise me when i do go, please obey our parents please go out and make some friends, please stay away from guys, please help the servants and sing to the woodland creatures, just please dont let this change your life!" he said in one breath looking at me with a stern yet gentle brotherly look in his eyes. I had to be strong for my brother, he was the one to teach me how to be after all.
But yet i was numb and sad plus terrified. MY whole life Edward had been there for me always protecting me like an older brother always should but now i was going to be abandoned as 1918 was approaching.
I gently nodded my head and replied with a small "ok"
Edward stuck out his hand as if to shake on the deal. I grabbed it and held it to my tiny palm. His hand was way bigger then mine, which made me feel vulnerable and tiny.
Finally the tears came and ii let go of his hand as he grabbed into a tight hug while we cried together all night long.
Well how was it???
Did you like it???
Also at the topo, início is a pic of Bethany.
Is it ok??How you picture her???
Anyway comment!!!
(Yes beth will be turned into a vampire and meet the present cullens!!!)
Disclaimer: I own no one but Bethany and any new characters!!!!
Comment And Rate!
Ch.1 Flashbacks Of An Assortment
"Slam!" The sound rang clear throughout my room as i looked at the now tattered book sitting below my mural the pages lying flat. I rolled my eyes at the stupid thing.
I stalked over to my cama and huffed as i dived onto the quilt and soft mattress. Once again I had gotten in trouble, once again it was for something stupid.
Maybe I should introduce my self before i tell you my life long battle. Im Bethany Vivian Masen, Daughter of Edward Senior Masen and Elizabeth Masen and sister of Edward Masen. Im currently 15 and live in chicago, the ano is 1917.
Ok now back to my problem at hand. See i had just once again got caught atuação the least bit tomboyish but oi can you blame me my best friend is my brother so im not going to be exactly prim and proper.
Theres another thing, My best friend is Edward. Most girls wouldnt call their brother their best friend but I do. You see he just turned 17 days atrás so hes 2 years older then me so hes always been the protecter.
I remeber when we were really little and all the guys would flirt with me and stuff Edward would try knocking them out, And whenever i was scared we would always sit in the antro, den together and read or set up a fort and pretend to fight away vampires, werewolfs, or evil pixies.
The memories i recall mais are mais recent such as when i got asked to the formal ball por a sweet young man and was about to say yes when Edward pulled me away claiming I could do better then the low life.
"humph" I sighed still frustered with myself and sat up on my bed. I looked at the mirror on the mural and saw the same thing i saw everyday. Pale skin, Green Eyes, and long flowing brunette hair.
The only reason i liked that one memory was because i had actually had someone ask me out which rarely happened since i wasnt "pretty."
Well or the fact i was rich and guys were intimidated por that or whatever. My dad owns a booming buisness that tributes to the Chicago times. Which only made my life a little harder.
"Beth?" I heard a soft voice call, one i knew very well from all the time we spend together.
"Yes Edward?" I asked lowly about to burst into tears. I tried to be strong in front of everyone else but Edward had a sense of trust so i knew if i cried he would understand.
I buried my head back in one of my pilllows and heard the knobs twist in the old door then cautious footsteps nearing my bed. I felt an shift in the mattress and felt the presense of someone sitting seguinte to me.
Gently i looked up and was met por two green eyes looking into mine. Edward was tall and lean with pale and sharp features but we looked greatly alike probably from our mother.
"Bethy" He said gently wiping the tears from my eyes as i sat up and sat seguinte to him. He gently put his arm around my shoulder and hugged me close as i gried into his shoulder like a baby.
"You know it doesnt matter if your proper or not to everyone in the world, it matters if your yourself and let me tell you tom was surprised you could kick butt in baseball!" Edward said laughing lightly as his eyes brightened and he tried to cheer me up.
"Hahahah is that so?" I questioned playing along with my best friend/brother and smiling the crooked grin of ours.
"Hmm yes but really dont listen to mom" he replied looking down at me sincerly. I looked up and nodded completly understanding what he meant.
My mom was basically planning our lives out for us and our dad was playing along with it. I wanted to play the piano and explore the world while edward wanted to cadastrar-se the war, apparently we werent allowed to do either.
"I got an idea!" Edward exclaimed jumping up really fast shaking me out of my thoughts and bringing me to the present. He looked so excited that it scared me, them he craddled me in his arms and put me in the near por rocker as he tore my sheets from my bed.
"What the heck are you doing" I said in shock as he grabbed the quilt and blanket from the cama and gethered them in his arms. I shifted my body in the rocker to get a mais stern looking position.
"Well we are going to need this come on little sister we are going to the den" he replied smirking at the look on my face. We hadnt camped in the antro, den since we were 7 but i guess i could roll with kiddish Edward.
"Um ok" But before that was out of my mouth he grabbedmy hand and pulled me from the rocker. We were out in the hall in 2 sec. flat and were cautiously making our way por our parents closed door.
It was pretty late at night and thanks to that little blow up about 20 min back the rents had already turned in so we had to stay very quiet.
We walked past the servants quarters careful not to make any noise. The hall was dark so only Edwards hand guided me.
Soon the antro, den was in view and we reached the cracked door. I quietly opened it and took in the relaxed look of the room.
There were two leather couches and a small breakfast mesa, tabela set in the left corner was a baby grand piano that edward and i frequently used. The old carpet was rough yeat inviting.
Edward walked to the sofá setting his "Supplies" down and walked to the mesa, tabela grabbing 2 chairs made of wood and set them down facing each other. Soon enough i grabbed the sheets and we were putting them on the topo, início of the chairs and couches. Then our tent was ready.
"Ladys first" Edward whispered pulling the sheet up waiting for me to crawl inside. Hmph always the gentlemen... I thought to myself as i grabbed my ruffled skirts and held them up as i climbed under, edward following.
"So what brought this on?" I questined looking at him weird. We had always been close so i knew when he was troubled and just now in the light of the candle(which he got from somewhere??) i noticed he looked distraught.
"Listen I got a paper..." He started then stopped looking at me. In his eyes i saw fear yet hope and a little bit of....betrayal???
"So?" I replied wondering why he was atuação weird. Wow he got a paper he is soo great! you know they come from trees right???*Sarcasm*
"For the War" Thats when my stomach dropped and i realized what he was saying. He would be joining the war soon now since he was old enough(17) so that would mean he would probably cadastrar-se the seguinte draft, in 1918.
"What?" I asked in a small whisper that i always used when on the verge of tears. He looked down almost ashamed.
"Next ano i plan on disobeying and joining the war against our parents wishes agaisnt all of it, im tiried of being here i want to help, but i dont know how you will do it all alone" Edward finsihed the last part quietly and his eyes went down cast.
"What do you mean?" I asked once again confused, and a little angry.
"Its nothing just promise me when i do go, please obey our parents please go out and make some friends, please stay away from guys, please help the servants and sing to the woodland creatures, just please dont let this change your life!" he said in one breath looking at me with a stern yet gentle brotherly look in his eyes. I had to be strong for my brother, he was the one to teach me how to be after all.
But yet i was numb and sad plus terrified. MY whole life Edward had been there for me always protecting me like an older brother always should but now i was going to be abandoned as 1918 was approaching.
I gently nodded my head and replied with a small "ok"
Edward stuck out his hand as if to shake on the deal. I grabbed it and held it to my tiny palm. His hand was way bigger then mine, which made me feel vulnerable and tiny.
Finally the tears came and ii let go of his hand as he grabbed into a tight hug while we cried together all night long.
Well how was it???
Did you like it???
Also at the topo, início is a pic of Bethany.
Is it ok??How you picture her???
Anyway comment!!!
(Yes beth will be turned into a vampire and meet the present cullens!!!)
Summary: Edward was investigating the perfect murder. Part of his job was to protect the only witness's identity from the murderer. But can he control his feelings for her, and can he handle the secrets she hides? AH/AU;E/B
If you like this one, make sure to check out the other stories listed on my profile! Thanks, and I hope you enjoy it!
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It is being reported that Taylor Lautner snagged an amazing 7.5 million to estrela in Northern Lights opposite Tom Cruise. Nikki Finki has deduced that with this sum of money Lautner has sky rocketed to being the highest paid teenaged actor in Hollywood over Zac Efron and Miley Cyrus. fãs of Twilight might think he’s worth the price tag, but as Cinema Blend points out, Lautner hasn’t carried a film on his own yet which makes the paycheck that much mais impressive.
“Given that Lautner hasn’t carried a single movie without the word Twilight in the title, that’s a pretty significant gamble. Robert Pattinson’s projects beyond Twilight haven’t really gone anywhere, though granted, he hasn’t been groomed as a new estrela por a studio in the same way. But can the Twilight effect carry on without Bella lurking somewhere in the frame?”
January 2, 2010 ·
Coming in at number 4 the infamous crash scene from Twilight, on Moviefones topo, início 25 Movie Moments of the Decade.
How could anyone ever forget that scene? When I first read Twilight, and read that part, the hair was standing up on my arms and I held my breath. To actually see that on the big screen was amazing. That one scene set all future events for the Twilight Saga in place, and marked the beginning of Bella and Edward’s journey. Even though it was not exactly like the book — it was dead on in all the important aspects. I was quite pleased with how that scene turned out.
This is a poem I wrote in my spare time. I morphed it into a song and entered a contest with it. I won 3rd place! Hope you like.
Repeat: This is about TWILIGHT. No other books.
Going in alone.
No turning back.
I have good intentions,
But this might be my last chance.
I wonder, is the choice I'm about to make,
Really the path I should take.
Hunting me down,
Evil dreams,
Lurking in the shadows,full of pain.
Don't understand,
I'm tired of mind games,
But in the mirror, it's all the same.
Blink of an eye,
Might actually have to say goodbye,
But I hear the voice of my guardian angel,
Calling my name.
Not my last fight,
Not my last hope,
Not my last wish,
Not my last breath...
For now, my coração is mending,
but I'm still alive.
This is about the confrontation with James at the end of the book.
I hope you like it. Rate and review. I'm having doubts...
Repeat: This is about TWILIGHT. No other books.
Going in alone.
No turning back.
I have good intentions,
But this might be my last chance.
I wonder, is the choice I'm about to make,
Really the path I should take.
Hunting me down,
Evil dreams,
Lurking in the shadows,full of pain.
Don't understand,
I'm tired of mind games,
But in the mirror, it's all the same.
Blink of an eye,
Might actually have to say goodbye,
But I hear the voice of my guardian angel,
Calling my name.
Not my last fight,
Not my last hope,
Not my last wish,
Not my last breath...
For now, my coração is mending,
but I'm still alive.
This is about the confrontation with James at the end of the book.
I hope you like it. Rate and review. I'm having doubts...
por Twilight_News
There is a casting scam going on regarding Breaking Dawn that has caught a couple of people. Lana Veenker, who cast several of the roles in Twilight, explains how the scam works and how not to get caught up in something like that!
“If you’ve been around my blog for a while, you know how much we hate, HATE, HATE scam artists who prey on aspiring actors and movie fãs (especially kids) with fake casting calls.
A new one involving Breaking Dawn, the final installment in the Twilight series, has come to my attention. BE WARNED! As I’ve done in the past, I’m going to dissect it, show you all the red flags and demonstrate how I did the research to uncover the scam artist behind it all.
So seguinte time you get an email like the one below or see something online that sounds too good to be true, you’ll know how to dissect it yourself to find out if it’s bogus or for real. Take note!