bella

Her existence alone was excuse enough to justify the creation of the entire world.

Look after my heart - I've left it with you.

I'm sorry," he muttered. "If I... uh, hurt your feelings or something." She glared at him. "I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated." His head snapped back on his spine. Well... then. Okaaaaay.

Abruptly, the sea of people parted . . . and then there they were. Bella, with Nalla in her arms, Z standing beside his girls. Beth broke down all over again as the female came forward. God, it was impossible not to remember how Nalla had started this, putting into motion the need that had become undeniable. Bella was tearing up, too, as she stopped. __e just want to say yay!_ At that moment, Nalla reached out to Beth, a gummy smile on her face, pure joy radiating out. No turning that down, nope, not at all. Beth took the little girl out of her mother__ arms and positioned her on her chest, capturing one of the pinwheeling hands and giving kisses, kisses, kisses. __ou ready to be a big . . ._ Beth glanced at Z and then her husband. _. . . a big sister?_ Yes, Beth thought. Because that__ what the Brotherhood and their families were. Close as siblings, tighter than blood because they were chosen. __es, she is,_ Bella said as she wiped under her eyes and looked back at Z. __he is so ready._ __y brother._ Z shoved out his palm, his scarred face in a half smile, his yellow eyes warm. __ongratulations._ Instead of shaking anything, Wrath shoved that ultrasound picture into his Brother__ face. __o you see him? See my son? He__ big, right, Beth?_ She kissed Nalla__ supersoft hair. __es._ __ig and healthy, right?_ Beth laughed some more. __ig and healthy. Absolutely perfect._ __erfect!_ Wrath bellowed. __nd this is a doctor saying it__ mean, she went to medical school._ Even Z started laughing at that point. Beth gave Nalla back to her parents. __nd Dr. Sam told me she__ delivered over fifteen thousand babies over the course of her career__ __ee!_ Wrath yelled. __he knows these things. My son is perfect! Where__ the champagne? Fritz! Get the fucking champagne!

I_ What are you saying, Zsadist?" she stammered, even though she'd heard every word.He glanced back down at the pencil in his hand and then turned to the table. Flipping the spiral notebook to a new page, he bent way over and labored on top of the paper for quite a while. Then he ripped the sheet free.His hand was shaking as he held it out. "It's messy."Bella took the paper. In a child's uneven block letters there were three words: I LOVE YOUHer lips flattened tight as her eyes stung. The handwriting got wavy and then disappeared._"Maybe you can't read it," he said in a small voice. "I can do it over."_She shook her head. "I can read it just fine. It's_ beautiful.""I don't expect anything back. I mean_ I know that you don't_ feel that for me anymore. But I wanted you to know. It's important that you knew.

I am not really breaking any rules. Charlie said I could never take another step through the door again... I came in through the window... Still, the intent was clear," said Edward.

And so the lion fell in love with the lamb_" he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word."What a stupid lamb," I sighed."What a sick, masochistic lion.

I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.

You are my life now.

And so we carried on in our little piece of forever.

Did you know that 'I told you so' has a brother,Jacob?" she asked cutting me off. "His name is 'Shut the hell up'.

Yes, heaven forbid I not be protected from tanks.

I'll be the first to admit that I have no experience with relationships. But it just seems logical_a man and woman have to be somewhat equal_as in, one of them can't always be swooping in and saving the other one. They have to save each other equally.

What is your name?" she murmured.He cocked an eyebrow at her and then went back to staring at his brother. "I'm the evil one, in case you haven't figured it out.""I wanted your name, not your calling.""Being a bastard's more of a compulsion, really. And it's Zsadist. I am Zsadist.

Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder

So this was different. I was amazing now - to them and to myself. It was like I had been born to be a vampire. The idea made me want to laugh, but it also made me want to sing. I had found my true place in the world, the place I fit, the place I shined.

The bond forged between us was not one that could be broken by absence, distance, or time. And no matter how much more special or beautiful or brilliant or perfect than me he might be, he was as irreversibly altered as I was. As I would always belong to him, so would he always be mine.