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Post by Isabella Swan on Mar 30, 2008 18:41:34 GMT -4
It was her heaven. Being wrapped in Edward Anthony Cullens' arms. Though only thing shewould change was the dark look in his eyes. She longed for them to be a liquid gold again. That way he wouldn't have to separate himself from her as she knew that was coming soon. She could feel it. And he did that two her at least once almost every night. Though she didn't complain. She understood why he did that and she was ocmpletely okay with it.
Isabella Marie Swan stop rambling!! Her mind scolded her as she relaxed in Edward's arms. The soft strokig of her hair made her completely thoughtless, and relaxed. To the point where she almost fell asleep there. But she made herself stay awake so she could spend time with her love.
"What're you thinking?"
The gasp of pleasure couldn't help but escape her lips as she felt Edward nibble her neck. She knew he was just doing it out of love but at first it scared her. As she could still, even in the darkness, could tell that he was starting to lose his control. The more she did to him, the more he weakened. Or so she thought anyways.
But as long as the moment lasted Bella enjoyed it, and let out a moan that told him she was enjoying what he was doing to her. Though she knew she would have to hide the mark from Charlie when she sent him off from the house this morning.
Suddenly, she watched as Edward moved over towards the other end of the bed. Already she felt like somethign was missing from her. And he was only over there. "Edward please. You're doing fine." She stated at his comment. "Please come back over here. If not though I understand." She said with a sigh and layed with her back on the bed. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 31, 2008 19:05:52 GMT -4
If I could dream at all- it would be about you And I'm not ashamed of it [/i] [/color][/center] With another sigh, Edward placed himself besides Bella once more, the feel of her fingers lacing around his causing his heart to do an odd summersault. Right now, at this very moment, Edward Cullen felt…complete. At ease. Knowing Bella was alive and with him made him feel as if he could take on the Gods and Goddess of the known realms, as if he were invincible. As he pulled himself into the warmth of her body, Edward slowly slid his arms around her waist, his grip tightening almost possessively; protectively. He cradled her there, his chin resting atop her head as his fingers gently threaded through the silken mass of her hair, eyes closed as he savored the moment. Bella in his arms made Edward realize just how much he really loved her-- almost having lost her only made him love her that much more. This moment was one he wished could last for all eternity, however he knew the cold reality. Her murmured words made his heart lurch, causing him to nuzzle the side of his jaw against her head, black eyes glittering with a gentle and loving light.
"You know why I must be so cautious, dont you? You have no idea how much I would hate myself if I were to ever hurt you." And that was the truth. It was so very painful to look back upon the yawning stretch of darkness when he had left Bella, and when it had consumed what little humanity he had left in him. It was still there, that swirling darkness, yet the light and goodness of their love was weakening it to the point it was a mere whisper of a shadow within the deepest reaches of his mind, too weak for Edward to comprehend.
"Are you sure you want to become a vampire? You're perfectly fine as a human," Edward teased, though he already knew what Bella's response would be. He had attempted to persuade her on several different accounts, but to no surprise, she had been stubborn about it.
Edward's black orbs glinted with a loving light as they gazed into the breath taking brown depths of the human in his arms-- the first and last he’d ever love. He truly felt blessed just then, knowing she loved him. For any man with half a brain, would realize Bella was one whom deserved to be worshipped for the beautiful being she was-- so gentle, so kind --it amazed even Edward that she had chosen him even after all they'd been through. At her words, a soft chuckle erupted within his throat as he lowered his head to place a gentle and heart meltingly soft kiss to her lips, unable to help himself from doing just that. It reminded him of the first time they had kissed, and how amused he’d been when he sensed her frustration that it had been so feather light.
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Post by Isabella Swan on Apr 13, 2008 15:02:01 GMT -4
I S A B E L L A marie S W A N
A proud smile formed across her lips as Isabella felt Edward move beside her again. She didn't win a whole lot of these moments so she was ecstatic that he obliged. And that she won. Not to mention she finally felt whole after all of these years. And Edward Cullen was the one to make her feel that way. Not Jacob Black. Even though she loved him; she loved Edward more then life. And she was proving that by giving up her life so she could life with Edward for eternity.
And it was at that moment that she almost fell asleep. The way he was running his fingers through her hair, and the feel of his arms around her waist. Of course she knew that she would end up getting cold but it was worth it. Besides; it wasn't like she was going to freeze to death. She had enough fire spreading through her body to keep her warm for the rest of her life.
Bella gently let her eyes stay closed as she listened to him talk as if he was singing to her. Before she could respond she felt him nudge her head and she giggled. With a smile she gently nudged back and placed her arms over his that were still on her waist.
"I know why you're cautious. I just want you to realize that I'm not porceline." Bella smirked at him and heard him tease her. She laughed and stuck her tongue out. " But I'd be even better as a vampire." Bella laughed and felt his lips on hers for a moment. Getting caught up in the moment; Bella let her eyes immediately close and she let her tongue dart inside his mouth. And as the kiss went along she let her body twist around gently, their mouths still joined together, and her fingers raised up into his hair.
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Post by Edward Cullen on Apr 13, 2008 15:33:37 GMT -4
If I could dream at all- it would be about you And I'm not ashamed of it [/i] [/color][/center] Edward stared with such longing at his brown haired beloved, for it seemed he could do no else but exactly that. Even if he had been forgiven by Bella, Edward Cullen would never, ever forgive himself for leaving her all those months ago. He’d have to live with the knowledge for the rest of his years, and it literally hurt him physically as well as mentally. But seeing them together, like this, happy and emotional made his heart turn over. And to think, he’d been somewhat the cause of their pain… That realization made him lower his gaze, feeling suddenly ashamed. Rest assured he’d never act like he had before-- of that he was certain. Yet when he felt those beautiful brown pools resting on him, Edward’s saddened yet elated gaze came to a rest over hers, his lips pulling back in a fanged smile.
He didn’t speak, for words were not necessary. He was easy to read just then-- one look and one could tell he loved the woman staring at him with every fiber of his being, having nearly lost her only strengthened what he felt. He was lost without her, and knew if she were ever to leave his side one way or another, he’d surely die of pain. For no life, not even one of royalty, was worth living without Isabella Swan at his side.
As Bella gave a soft squirm against the hard musculature of Edward’s body, a delicious sense of awareness overtook him. He was suddenly painfully aware of how soft and how oddly warm Bella’s body was against his. It caused the memory of their first night together to come back full force, causing his eyes to flare with desire. He felt a bit shameful to suddenly experience such heightened desire for the woman he loved, and tried his best to ignore it. Sadly his body couldn't, and as close as two people could possibly get, wouldn’t let him off that easy.
"You're still fragile in my eyes, Bella. Especially when you can't walk across a flat surface without tripping," he breathed softly against her neck, his lips lovingly grazing against hers as he watched the bedroom become consumed by the darkness. The moon went out like a light, but for some reason, with Bella in his arms gave him such comfort and determination that he could care less for the dark. Though the way his body lightly pressed against hers had caused a different sensation to arise within him that he hadn't felt for a long while now. As far as he was concerned, Edward had only experienced this feeling when he was with Bella. A feeling of complete understanding, and a sensation that made him feel more human than vampire.
Edward chuckled as Bella's hands suddenly became tangled within his mass of hair. It was like she enjoyed testing him, to see how far he could go. And though he knew this would probably end badly, he couldn't force himself to pull back. Instead, he let his arms wrap tighter around Bella's waist, his lips pressing firmly against hers as he rolled on top of her. He couldn't help but smile as he did this, nevertheless. Though she'd been almost asleep a few moments before, he could tell she was now wide awake.
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Post by Isabella Swan on Apr 13, 2008 16:01:03 GMT -4
It was painful. It was painful to think that she had actually spent all of that time wiithout Edward last year. But; none of that mattered now. They were together. And they wern't leaving each other's site again. When she thought about it being painful it wasn't completely just the idea of being without him that was painful; it was the thought that she had actually considered dating Jacob Black while he was gone. Even though she knew nobody would replace Edward! Nobody!
The old saying; I love you more then the sun, the moon, and the stars was completely true to her. Because he did. And as much as he said he was a monster; she believed otherwise.
Would a monster be able to love her like he did? Would A monster be able to wrap his arms around her waist and enjoy a moment like this alone? And a monster certainly wouldn't be able to handle himself like Edward did with her and Jacob. So was he really one? There was no damn way.
Bella smiled and laughed softly from her throat as she felt his breath against her neck. That was starting to drive her insane. But suddenly; Edward did something that shocked and tortured her at the same time.
"I love you."
The rythym of her heart was constantly changing tempo as she felt him roll on top of her. He had certainly surprised her and she was more then happy that he did. And she wasn't about to pull away from this amazing moment.
Bella kept letting her fingers massage his scalp gently as she increased the passion of the kiss. And now; instead of just being a gentle kiss she was kissing him with almost hunger.
The longer she kissed him increased the desire she had to take off her clothes and give herself completely to him. Though she did remember the compromise they made. But, she couldn't help it; this was what he was doing to her. And they techinically didn't have to go all they way; all they had to do was keep kissing each other and Bella was happy.
And she went as long as she could. Until she couldn't take it any more. The temperature of her body was sky-rocketed and she was craving the feel of his skin against hers. So she began to un-button the pajama shirt she was wearing, while her lips never eft his. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by Edward Cullen on Apr 16, 2008 20:34:50 GMT -4
If I could dream at all- it would be about you And I'm not ashamed of it [/i] [/color][/center] As the events began to unroll, Edward couldn’t help but smile. But through the smile, he could feel a weakness coming on. Hell, every time she was near him, he got dizzy. She simply had this strange and hypnotic effect on him that drove Edward insane with thirst. And as Bella's hand became tangled in his hair, his mind suddenly became overwhelmed with the image of her. She was like an affliction that he couldn’t seem to break. And as the current situation continued to progress, Edward let go of his self control, and let his mind take over.
Barely able to control himself, Edward leaned into Bella as he sounded a barely audible groan. He buried his face into her long locks of light brown and inhaled the scent of her shampoo. As he attempted to regain some self control, he lifted his head upwards and let his lips ghost up and down her jawline, then grace up to her lips. He kissed her. The kiss was long, and serious.
A desire in-fumed flame suddenly flickered in Edward's eyes, wavering in and out of his perplexed gaze as he looked down at Bella. His soft, pale lips brushed against her collarbone, his entire body quivering as he gripped the bed-posts with a maddened rage. He eyed her blue veins with lust and desire, his throat begging to be satiated, to be rewarded with Bella's blood. Edward let his fingertips brush against the human's neck, his hands quickly finding her pulse, her intake of breath nearly driving him mad. He could just barely hear Bella's blood coursing through her veins, his lips sliding up to the knot of her neck as he breathed deeply, drinking in her scent as his body gave small shivers of delight. He imagined her blood seeping through his lips, and though he tried to wash away these thoughts, they were far too overwhelming for the vampire to ignore.
Edward hadn't really planned on them getting this heated, this fast, especially in his weakened state of mind. But now that it seemed to be headed in a certain direction, he couldn't find it in himself to stop. Some small part in him told him to put the brakes on, that something was going to go wrong. But Edward found it easy to replace that little voice with a louder one telling him to keep going. His mind was truly going into over-load. Telling him to stop, telling him to go... His thoughts were slowly becoming fogged with the desire to feed.
For once, Edward made no protest as Bella un-buttoned her shirt. His hands found the collar of the thin piece of cloth, his fingertips brushing back and forth against the velvety surface. His hands then moved down to the next button, his fingers gracing against the small plastic, his entire body quivering with a maddened desire. But suddenly, as if he'd just awoken from a terrible dream, his eyes snapped open, the lust and desire that had once beheld his dark orbs quickly vanishing. He looked down at himself, almost in complete disgust, as he removed himself from Bella, panting hard as he glared at the chalky ceiling above him, trying to think of something...anything besides the desire to drink from Bella's neck. "Damnit, Bella!" the teenage vampire cursed, his fingernails digging into the mattress as he breathed steadily, barely believing what he had almost done. He could have killed her! Why, oh why did Bella test him like this?
It wasn’t until this moment that he collapsed, panting for breath. Good god, he hadn’t come apart like that since...well, months. "Just give me a few minutes..." he warned, closing his eyes as his face went expressionless, blank. When his breathing was finally under-control, and his body had stopped quivering, Edward very cautiously placed himself beside Bella once more, his heart beating wildly as he held the brown haired beauty within his arms, suddenly feeling as if he were the luckiest man in the world. His eyes filled with a tender light as he brushed a tender kiss along her neck, only to lift his head and gaze into her eyes. It clearly said it all, his eyes. They seemed to radiate such warmth and affection, it was as if they lightened to a golden brown. "Silly, silly Bella. When will you ever learn?" Chuckling softly, yet with slight conviction, Edward wrapped his arms around the one girl he ever truly loved, with no intentions of ever letting her go.
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Post by Isabella Swan on Apr 26, 2008 9:51:47 GMT -4
A Proud and satisfied smile was formed onto the brunette's lips as for the first time ever; Edward let her finish un-buttoning her shirt; and what surprised her most was that he not only allowed her to continue un-buttoning them, but he placed his fingers on the small round pieces of plastic and began sliding the remainder of the buttons through the fabric of her shirt until it was finally off and the only thing that remained on her upper body was her bra while her shirt was tossed carelessly to the floor.
The whole moment was magic, lust, and love. The rythm of her heart was screwed up once again as she heard him groan and seconds later his face was buried in her hair. Bella honestly felt bad for doing this to him. Seeing how far he would let her go until they had to stop or they would break their compromise/ But that was t he bad, or good thing depending on how you looked at it. She wasn't sure if she could stop if she wanted to. The way he was holding her, the way his lips made their way to her neck, just all of it. She was completely in love with Edward Anthony Cullen and there was nothing anyone or anything could do about it!
"Damnit, Bella!"
Bella stopped what she was doing as she nodded to his comment. She had gone to far. AT that exact moment in time she hated herself for always pushing and testing Edward. IT was un-fiar to him. Espcially on a night like tonight. Where he was hungry. At least, that's what she thought anyways.
Isabella sighed as she watched him walk away for a moment. What she wanted to do was just curl up in his arms and fall asleep. OR at least talk to him until Charlie got up to leave.
Once Edward came back and wrapped her up in his arms she smiled at him and gave a laugh. "So now I'm silly too?" She smirked before laying her head on his chest and interlaced their fingers while placing them on her chest and just letting them rest there.
"Hmm... maybe never." She stated about her learning and she grinned before giving him a light kiss on his lips then moving down to his neck.
" So my love, how many days until we're married? And you can have me all to yourself?" [/blockquote][/color]
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Post by Edward Cullen on Apr 30, 2008 22:46:23 GMT -4
If I could dream at all, it would be about you And I'm not ashamed of it [/i] [/color][/center] Edward had made the decision the night Bella had cried over Jacob. The night he held her, broken and sobbing, in his arms - a fracture of the girl he once knew. She'd told him, the next morning, that she'd made the right choice in picking him - the only choice, she'd said. Yet, somehow, Edward knew that wasn't entirely true. She would never consider asking for the thing she really wanted, though he would someday give it to her. It would cost her soul and her life. In a way, he owed it to her, no matter what it would cost her. And so, Edward had decided to transform his Bella into a vampire.
Everything that was happening was tearing him in two, allowing Bella to be herself, a part that existed with Edward, and a part that existed with him. He shook violently at the thought of her choosing Jacob. It would be the last time Bella would ever see Jacob once Edward transformed her. But it wouldn't be the last time Bella would ever see Edward if she chose Jacob. He could be kissing her now; he could be touching her now. He felt his stomach turn at the thought. No, she wouldn’t do that again. Bella wouldn’t do that to him again. But some part of him was scared that one day he would smell him on her lips, on her body, and he wouldn’t be able to bring myself to say anything in fear of losing her.
Narcotic-induced sleep kept him dreamless. In time, the temptations lessened their hold on him, and eventually his conscious mind broke the surface into awareness. He opened his eyes to the muted darkness of the late evening. Bella's soft breathing kept time with his pulse, and the soreness in his throat caused him to wince.
"You really are something, Bella." Eyes went nearly black as he turned his head. She was holding his hand, and he realized the coolness felt good, soothing.
"I love you," he whispered in his velvet voice, and her body pressed against him made shivers run down his spine as he fluttered his eyes closed. His hands held her face gently as if acting on their own accord, because Edward was thoroughly sure his mind was full of utter nothingness – something only Bella could make happen.
"Days? Not sure. I'm counting down by the seconds." Now there was no Jacob to worry about. No Charlie, no Rosalie, no Alice, no wedding, no nothing. Just Bella. And, honestly, that's all he needed.
Edward took her face in his hands and pulled her in to kiss her lips. As her warm lips burned against his own cool ones, he fought to suppress the intense pain that swelled within him. It was hard not to give her what she really wanted when they kissed like this. But he pushed that from his mind, focusing only on her lips, her sweet scent, the feel of her hands on his chest and in his hair, the delightful sounds she made as he kissed her... He truly was hopelessly in love with Isabella Swan.
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Post by Isabella Swan on May 3, 2008 12:47:10 GMT -4
"You know I never would've guessed that we'd be laying here in my bed like this when I stared at you in the cafeteria my first day."
Even as she said those words Bella felt her cheeks begin to turn red as she admitted she had been staring at him. But it really was hard to believe that they were here now, laying in her bed, waiting for Charlie to go to his convention so that they could be alone in the house for an entire week! Just long enough for him to go and come back to Edward and her's wedding.
The wedding. It was only a week away. And they were pretty much done planning stuff. Thanks to Alice. So now; all they had left to do was enjoy the last few days of her Humanity.
Bella wasn't going to deny it. She knew it would be hard leaving all of her friends. Even the wearwolves. Espcially Renee' and Charlie though. As much as she got annoyed with Charlie sometimes she still loved him as her father. And Renee'. She had taken so much care of Bella. Making sure she didn't eat before supper, got her homework done, and of course; washed behind her ears. And now; she was going to have to leave that. But she was perfectly okay with it!! As long as she was with Edward Cullen she was extremely content! And complete.
When she felt Edward's hands on her face she smiled into the kiss and her eyes immediately closed, and her lips kissed his back. She wanted to give herself so badly to him!
After kissing him for several minutes; Bella pulled away and leaned her forehead against his, eyes still closed. "Why couldn't we have gotten married in a drive-thru?" [/center][/center][/blockquote][/size][/color]
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Post by Edward Cullen on May 7, 2008 20:52:35 GMT -4
If I could dream at all, it would be about you And I'm not ashamed of it [/i] [/color][/center] Edward wound his arms around Bella. Isabella Marie Swan. His Bella. Many boys-- who he would kill if they ever did any thing to her that she didn’t want them to --would kill to be with her like this. They wanted to be the boyfriend to this glorious human girl, both intelligent and to him, beautiful. He had been waiting for this enchanting creature for over a hundred years, and now every night, he got to hold Bella, smell the sweet scent of her blood (floral somehow, and very appealing) and soothe her nightmares away. What none of his brothers and sisters knew, though he expected Alice, Jasper, Carlisle and Esme suspected, was that as Bella slept sweetly away, he had a chance to think.
He thought about little things, like, Bella becoming a vampire. Marriage. Crashing her stupid, slow truck accidentally-on-purpose. Buying a much faster stylish car. Realizing how much she would kill him if he did. Edward was already dead and he was positive Bella couldn’t destroy him and wouldn’t have the heart to get a member of his family to kill him. If she did, he was quite positive Carlisle wouldn’t let her. His family would miss him too much. Or so he hoped.
Holding on to Bella like this, it reminded him of something. Something familiar, something he missed.
Being human.
Being warm.
Holding onto Bella, feeling the warmth radiating from her, Edward could pretend. He could pretend that her sweet blood was his own. That her soft damageable skin was in place of his own marble surface. He could even, if he tried hard enough, pretend her heartbeat was his. That he was, in essence, alive in every meaning of the word. After no time at all, after many nights of pretending, a bond grew between himself and Bella. She became a way to live, his whole life. He surely couldn’t see into her mind like he could everyone else’s, but he knew that if he could, he would be shocked by the way thoughts were processed. Differently, obviously, because Bella is different. In a crowd of unadventurous sheep, Bella would undeniably be the fool who would face danger --and death-- face on. He once recalled saying to himself this; “Oh, a sadistic vampire intent on torturing her to death, sure, no problem, she runs off to meet him. An iv on the other hand…”
Sometimes Bella could be humane to a flaw. She cared about others more than herself and blamed herself for even the most trivial things. After spending so much time up close and personal with Bella, Edward could begin to understand some of the crazy emotions they felt, and sometimes they didn’t appear to be as crazy as he had first thought. The emotions that is. Humans are still as crazy as before.
The moment passed and he listened to his Bella again. "You know I never would've guessed that we'd be laying here in my bed like this when I stared at you in the cafeteria my first day." Every time she spoke –-even when she was barely conscious-- it twisted his cold dead heart. Edward sighed happily. It was wrong to be so deeply in love that you looked forward to the next time they looked at you, said your name. But it felt so right.
"I remember that day... That day I fell in love with a human."
He couldn’t define the emotion. It moved too quickly, like the feather you just can’t catch, like a vampire.
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