Krist3n

Today, a new interview with Rob from Cannes, France was released. It's only a couple minutos long with Rob talking about New Moon, but, something Rob said really stuck with me.

Before I talk about the interview, I would like to make something clear. And I will keep it brief. Alot of people think that New Moon is Jacob's book. But it's not. It's still Bella's book. She tells the story. We experience everything through her words. Jacob happens to be in the story more, and we get to know mais about the werewolves, but other than that, Bella is the main character. Edward is still present, not...

Jakes voice echoes from the other room. The sound of loud footsteps comes from the hall. My door is suddenly burst open and Uncle Emmett roughly lifts me up off the bed. I had been a sleep before he barged in my room so I still feel drowsy as my eyes drift close.

"What are you doing Uncle Emmett, put me down." I say sleepily. I lighlt bang my fist against his arm.

"I have been told to get you out of here." he says starting to go faster.

"By who?" I feel my stomache turn.

"Your husband."

"Why?" I stop hitting him and look up at his face.

"He said something about a círculo of vampiros and getting...

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Renesmee




I sat up. The alarm clock seguinte to Jacob's cama said it was six thirty. I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom, barely making it. I heard the rush of footsteps as Jacob and Emily came to my side.
Jesse woke up.
"Sam! Get Jesse!" Emily called downstairs. Jesse was their one-year-old baby. He had short, black hair that stuck out every other direction but down. He had a small, rounded face that displayed a little innocence. His smile was crooked, and it reminded me of my dad a little. The three baby teeth he had made the smile even cuter.
Jacob's hot hand took me out of my thoughts.
"Renesmee,...

Sorry this took so long to do. i have had my exams. I am very happy with the results so far. I decided to finally sit down and write do here si Chapter 5
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“What do you think mother?” I asked her. Her opinion was very important to me.
    “Well, I think he is a very nice man, Esme. I think he could be perfect for you.”
    Perfect for me. How would she know who is perfect for me? “I don’t know mother. I don’t even really know him…”
    “You...