Carlisle Cullen.

AUTHOR NOTE: I haven't written a Carlisle fã fic in literally forever I used to write under the username Team_Carlisle (long story don't ask please) but I had a case of writter's block so this is an attempt to get things flowing again...sorry if it's not the best....here we go!


I sat on the worn sofá with my dad, Chief Charlie Swan, and my sister Isabella Marie Swan. Bells recently moved back with us after our mom remarried and shipped Bells up here with dad and me. We live in a sleepy little town known as Forks, Washington. My name is Emmalynn tolet, violet Swan, I'm twenty-three, well as of tomorrow...

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**Journal Entry**

Four months passed. I adjusted quickly to their way of life. They viewed themselves as higher beings, as did I. Humans were a comida fonte and nothing more. I was taught to fight; I learned the histories of their battles. It didn’t take long for me to become Aro’s favourite little prodigy much to Jane’s displeasure. Perhaps it was my fierce loyalty, or my connection to the Cullens. Either way, he taught me his ways, oversaw my training and I was the first one to know of his plan. Dimitri was going to track the Cullens who had...

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My feeding frenzy was interrupted por Rosalie. She flew into me, breaking my grip, and moving so quickly I didn’t have a chance to react, she dragged me out of the room. What irony. The blonde cadela, puta who couldn’t control herself with Bella was the one saving Callie from her friend. Once out of the room, my head started to clear. I stopped trying to shred Rose and finally the reality of what I had just done sank in. “Ohmygod.” I felt like a monster. I turned to Rose. “Did I kill her?” I could barely get the words out. Rose shook her...

Ch 3

******* These seguinte few chapters may contain coarse language, mature themes and some violence. Read at your own discretion. *******

Journal Entry:

Apart from my falling out with Alice, things started to get better. Albeit his vampire-ness, Carlisle really was a great boyfriend. I got a part time job at a local bakery while I contemplated my options. I had planned to work for a few mais months, and then get back to school. Just when things started to work seamlessly, I came face to face with something that would alter those plans, drastically.


I tossed my keys in the bowl por my door and flipped...

**JOURNAL ENTRY**

I didn’t sleep much that first night, and when I did I had horrible nightmares of last night’s events. Whenever I actually fell asleep, I awoke to find myself screaming. Alice, who I hadn’t spent much time with in school, stuck por my side. The seguinte three months were a rough blur of sleepless nights and endless days. 3 funerals in a week. I barely ate, never really enjoyed myself. It was getting harder and harder to pretend that everything was ok. I contemplated joining my parents and sister but I refused to give Lianna (wherever she may be) the satisfaction. I decided...

so sorry I havent been updating! exams, summatives, etc have kept me really busy! Here is #3, let me know how you like it!


Again, I had another prophetic dream. Similar to the other one, but this time the whole family was there. Vampires…” I heard, whispered over and over again.
Someone knocked at the door, waking me from the disturbing dream. “Mmmm.” I answered. Alice, clad in polka dot pj’s strolled in. “Well, that was kind of embarrassing last night. I really shouldn’t get drunk, I tend to find myself in catty fights or strange guys beds the morning after!” I stretched and...

imagens flickered before my eyes. Several figures, tall, pale and menacing loomed before me. Another- a petit girl with her teeth bared, blood dripping from her mouth. I woke up with a gasp. I had prophetic dreams, but this one had been different. It seemed so real and yet it made no sense. Who was that and what were they? I tried to shake it off as I got ready for my first dia at Forks High.

My dad had died when I was little, and my mom owned a big bakery chain. We were constantly moving to start up and then sell new locations. It brought in a lot of money but switching schools sucked and my...

My name is tolet, violet Lynn Shepard I am a vampire. I was born in Sayreville, New Jersey about 345 years ago. Yes, I'm a Jersey girl. No, I'm not like those retards on Jersey Shore. After I moved to a small town in Washington called Forks. I fell in amor with mais than just the scenery in Forks.

I parked my black audi in the parking lot of the Forks Hospital. I adjusted my sunglasses and fixed my bangs. People stared as I walked toward the hospital doors. My skin-tight jeans, black leather boots, and dark purple v-neck long sleeve camisa didn't help either.I walked to the receptionist.
"Hi how can...