This is a new Jacob and Renesmee Fanfiction. Please टिप्पणी दे and tel me what आप think. <3


I was in the middle of a familiar forest, and it was almost pitch black. From the corner of my eye I could see four ancient looking वैंपायर dressed in black cloaks. As I stepped on a branch of of them turned to see me. “Nessie!” my father yelled as he jumped defensively in front of me. And I realized that the वैंपायर were walking...in my direction.

    “Hello, Nessie?” My eyes fluttered open to see my Aunt Rose hovering over my bed. “Finally, are आप okay Nessie?”she...

Here's Chapter three! Please टिप्पणी दे and tell me what आप think. <3    


The male अगला to me quickly removed his hand from my mouth, to plug his nose. I was still horror shocked द्वारा the suddenness of the moment. I had just been on my way home, but for some reason this crowd was so interested in me. Everyone who was standing around my car suddenly backed away. Revealing six huge wolves. They were in a straight line, except for an even larger black one who stepped ahead of the rest before growling deeply. The man अगला to me slowly opened the door to my car and ran deep into...

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Jacob and I were walking down the समुद्र तट in La Push. There wasn't much to see in Forks so he suggested I see La Push. The air was filled with the scent of salt water. It was a beautiful समुद्र तट and the peace of walking down it had gotten to me. Suddenly I was happy I'd moved here, if not या the beach, because I'd met Jacob. Jacob was very easy to talk to he loved to make jokes and fool around and at the same time he was intense and thoughtful. “So how old are you... like 16 या 17 ?” I asked him. Jacob laughed.
    
    “No...

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“ I'm going to miss you”. My mother told me before I boarded the plane to Washington State. Two months पूर्व I had agreed to हटाइए to Forks to live with my father Charlie, to give my mother and her husband Phil some space. I hadn't seen Charlie in forever. When I was little I used to visit him every summer but that stopped around when I was 13. I still kept in contact with him though.
    
    My Father picked me up from the airport. Oh, and did I forget to mention it was in his police cruiser. Great,...