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*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 1 - FIRST SIGHT


My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I was wearing my Favorit hemd, shirt - sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as a farewell gesture. My carry-on item was a parka.
In the Olympic Peninsula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exists under a near-constant cover of clouds. It rains on this inconsequential town Mehr than any other place in the United States of America. It was from this town and its gloomy, omnipresent shade that my mother escaped with me when I was only a few months old. It was in this town that I'd been compelled to spend a Monat every summer until I was fourteen. That was the Jahr I finally put my foot down; these past three summers, my dad, Charlie, vacationed with me in California for two weeks instead.
It was to Forks that I now exiled myself - an action that I took with great horror. I detested Forks.
I loved Phoenix. I loved the sun and the blistering heat. I loved the vigorous, sprawling city.
"Bella," my mom sagte to me - the last of a thousand times - before I got on the plane. "You don't have to do this."
My mom looks like me, except with short hair and laugh lines. I felt a spasm of panic as I stared at her wide, childlike eyes. How could I leave my loving, erratic, hair-brained mother to fend for herself? Of course she had Phil now, so the bills would probably get paid, there would be Essen in the refrigerator, gas in her car, and someone to call when she got lost, but still...
"I want to go," I lied. I'd always been a bad liar, but I'd been saying this lie so frequently lately that it sounded almost convincing now.
"Tell Charlie I sagte hi."
"I will."
"I'll see Du soon," she insisted. "You can come Home whenever Du want - I'll come right back as soon as Du need me."
But I could see the sacrifice in her eyes behind the promise.
"Don't worry about me," I urged. "It'll be great. I Liebe you, Mom."
She hugged my tightly for a minute, and then I got on the plane, and she was gone.
It's a four-hour flight from Phoenix to Seattle, another Stunde in a small plane up to Port Angeles, and then an Stunde drive back down to Forks. Flying doesn't bother me; the Stunde in the car with Charlie, though, I was a little worried about.
Charlie had really been fairly nice about the whole thing. He seemed genuinely please that I was comeing to live with him for the first time with any degree of permanence. He'd already gotten me registered for high school and was going to help me get a car.
But it was sure to be awkward with Charlie. Neither of us was what anyone would call verbose, and I didn't know what there was to say regardless. I knew he was Mehr than a little confused Von my decision - like my mother before me, I hadn't made a secret of my distaste for Forks.
When I landed in Port Angeles, it was raining. I didn't see it as an omen - just unavoidable. I'd already sagte my goodbyes to the sun.
Charlie was waiting for me with the cruiser. This I was expecting, too. Charlie is Police Cheif schwan to the good people of Forks. My primary motivation behind buying a car, despite the scarcity of my funds, was that I refused to be driven around town in a car with red and blue lights on top. Nothing slows traffic down like a cop.
Charlie gave me an awkward, one-armed hug when I stumbled my way off the plane.
"It's good to see you, Bells," he said, smiling as he automatically caught and steadied me. "You haven't changed much. How's Renee?"
"Mom's fine. It's good to see your, too, Dad." I wasn't allowed to call him Charlie to his face.
I had only a few bags. Most of my Arizona clothes were too permeable for Washington. My mom and I had pooled our resources to supplement my winter wardrobe, but it was still scanty. It all fit easily into the trunck of the cruiser.
"I found a good car for you, really cheap," he announced when we were strapped in.
"What kind of car?" I was suspicious of the way he sagte "good car for you" as opposed to just "good car."
"Well, it's a truck actually, a Chevy."
"Where did Du find it?"
"Do Du remember Billy Black from La Push?" La Push is the tiny Indian reservation on the coast.
"No."
"He used to go fishing with us during the summer," Charlie prompted.
That would explain why I didn't remember him. I do a good job of blocking painful, unnecessary things from my memory.
"He's in a wheelchair now," Charlie continued when I didn't respond, "so he can't drive anymore, and he offered to sell me his truck cheap."
"What Jahr is it?" I could see from his change of expression that this was the wuestion he was hoping I wouldn't ask.
"Well, Billy's done a lot of work on the engine - it's only a few years old, really."
I hope he didn't think so little of me as to believe I would give up that easily. "When did he buy it?"
"He bought it in 1984, I think."
"Did he buy it new?"
"Well, no. I think it was new in the early sixties - oder late fifties at the earliest," he admitted sheepishly.
"Ch - Dad, I don't really know anything about cars. I wouldn't be able to fix it if anything went wrong, and I couldn't afford a mechanic...."
"Really, Bella, the thing runs great They don't build them like that anymore."
The thing, I thought to myself... it had possibilities - as a nickname, at the very least.
"How cheap is cheap?" After all, that was the part I couldn't compromise on.
"Well, honey, I kind of already bought it for you. As a homecoming gift." Charlie peeked sideways at me with a hopeful expression.
Wow. Free.
"You didn't need to do that, Dad. I was going to buy myself a car."
"I don't mind. I want Du to be happy here." He was looking ahead at the road when he sagte this. Charlie wasn't comfortable with expressing his emotions out loud. I inherited that from him. So I was looking straight ahead as I responded
"That's really nice, Dad. Thanks. I really appreciate it." No need to add that my being happy in Forks is an impossibility. He didn't need to suffer along with me. And I never looked a free truck in the mouth - oder engine.
"Well, now, you're welcome." ne mumbled embarrassed Von my thanks.
We exchanged a few Mehr Kommentare on the weather, which was wet, and that was pretty much it for conversation. We stared out the windows in silence.
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So I found one Twilight page which, among other things, has a Liste of ships and stories for every ship. I didn't make any of these, all credits goes to link. there are some ships still available for fanfic so if Du are interested go on that page and make it.
I allocated a Liste of most interesting ships. What do Du think about hem?



Alec/Jane
Alice/Ben
Alice/Jacob
Alice/James
Angela/Edward
Angela/Jacob
Aro/Edward
Aro/Esme
Aro/Jane
Bella/Embry
Bella/Emmett
Bella/Felix
Bella/James
Bree/Jasper
Carlisle/Siobhan
Charlie/Esme
Edward/Jessica
Edward/Tanya
Emmett/Sam
Jacob/Leah
Jacob/Victoria
James/Rosalie
Jane/Jasper
Jasper/Mike
Jasper/Tanya
Leah/Paul
Maggie/Seth
Mike/Rosalie
Seth/Renesmee
Vladimir/Sulpicia
!!!!!WARNING!!!!ONLY FOR ADULTS!!!!!!

Sorry for not posting earlier. I hope you'll like it.


When she met my gaze, I leaned and kissed with all passion I could. I traced her lips with my tongue and heard her moan, her hands in my hair. She pressed herself closer to me. But while I kept our wild and hungry kiss, I felt her trembling. I figured that she was cold against my body. So we needed to Bewegen to the house.

So I set her onto my waist never breaking the KISS and moved inhuman speed to the house. Her breathing was accelerated and rough, her hands trembling, discovering my chest and shoulders,...
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posted by Damon_Rocks
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Actually, Alice says there’s going to be a real storm tonight, and Emmett wants to play ball. Are Du game?
Jasper Hale, Twilight, Chapter 16, p.346

I can feel what you’re feeling now — and Du are worth it.
Jasper Hale, Twilight, Chapter 19, p.404

You’re worrying about all the wrong things, Bella. Trust me on this — none of us are in jeopardy. Du are under too much strain as it is; don’t add to it with wholly unnecessary worries. Listen to me! Our family is strong. Our only fear is losing you.
Jasper Hale, Twilight, Chapter 20, p.410

My instincts told me that there was danger, that...
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posted by Dragonclaws
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 Internet humor describing the Edward/Bella relationship as pedophilia
Internet humor describing the Edward/Bella relationship as pedophilia
Among the various criticisms thrown out against Twilight is the allegation that the series promotes pedophilia. This is generally in reference to the relationship between Jacob and Renesmee, but sometimes it refers to the relationship between Edward and Bella because of their significant age differences. I believe that this is a misunderstanding of what Autor Stephenie Meyer intended to portray here, which is not true pedophilia, and is not immoral in and of itself.

Pedophilia is a type of paraphilia in which mature adults feel sexual attraction to prepubescent children. This (unhealthy) attraction...
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okay, this is my first ever article/story and I'm Schreiben it because every other story i've read from Edwards point of view has been too brief oder just wrong, so here goes.
it's not quite finished yet so it might be a two oder three parter.
(i got my idea's from steph meyer so i can't take any credit for the story, but i hope Du enjoy it.)



It had been about four months now. I assumed that it was four months, but I could be wrong. I hadn’t really been paying attention.
I was in the middle of a jungle somewhere, Brazil I thought. I didn’t really know because it didn’t matter. This wasn’t...
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