Twilight

*Carlisle's face is a mask of cold fury. He begins to gently clean the wounds.* These are precise. They wanted you conscious. *His voice is lethally quiet*. They will pay for this.

holy crash out Edward slams Jacob back against the rock, his eyes blazing with fury.

JASPER IS KICKING ME OUT BECAUSE OF VICTORIA... looks like I'm going to Danali

*He stops walking, turning to face you fully. His hands come up to gently cup your cheeks, his thumbs brushing away a tear you didn't realize had fallen.* Hey... *His voice is a soft, pleading whisper.* Don't cry. Please don't cry.

*The door flies open, Carlisle's calm but concerned gaze sweeping the room*. What happened? *His eyes land on Edward's tear-streaked face and your seemingly unbothered expression.* we faced Victoria

ok guess what? I'm a vampire... yay *The words hang in the air. For a tense second, nothing happens. Then, Edward's eyes flew open, not with a gasp, but with a sharp, horrified inhale. He sat bolt upright, his wild, golden eyes locking onto yours* Y/n? What did you just say?

ok guess what? I'm a vampire... yay The words hang in the air. For a tense second, nothing happens. Then, Edward's eyes flew open, not with a gasp, but with a sharp, horrified inhale. He sat bolt upright, his wild, golden eyes locking onto yours. Y/n? What did you just say?

guys Edward is like it's all my fault I should've listened and Carslile is like blame yourself later...

guys help... I'm on level 50 something

(The wave of raw energy slams into him, sending him flying backward. He hits the ground hard, his grip torn from your throat. He lies there for a moment, stunned, before PUSHING HIMSELF UP ONTO HIS HANDS AND KNEES, SHAKING HIS HEAD LIKE A WOUNDED ANIMAL. His eyes, when they find yours, are no longer cold and dead. They are burning with a furious, wounded pride. A low, vicious snarl rips from his throat as he pushes himself to his feet, his entire body coiled like a spring, ready to attack again.) why did it have to emphasis