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♥ Chapter 13 of "About That Night" by Vampgirl79 **Edward & Bella**
♥ Chapter 4 of "Into the Light" by THE Chick Norris **Edward & Bella**
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♥ Chapter 24 of "Cocktails at Eclipse" by twilightladies **Edward & Bella**
♥ Chapter 25 of "The End, The Beginning" by starpower31 **Edward & Bella**
♥ Chapter 67 of "Monster" by The.Bloody White.Wolf.xoxo **Emmett & OC**
♥ Chapter 8 of "Told Ya So!" by Lady of Spain **Jacob & Bella**
♥ Regular Teasers ♥
*** Chapter 13 Teaser ***
It only takes seconds for our mouths and tongues to tangle fervently, hungrily. We are making out like horny teenagers and have no care in the world as to who may be witnessing our inappropriate PDA.
I just simply cannot get enough of this beautiful, gentle man. I need him, all the time. I need his kisses, his caresses and his body on me as often as possible. God, I am in way over my head!
As Edward’s warm lips kiss mine chastely, I whimper, disappointed that our red-hot lip lock session has ended. Shaking my head to clear the powerful daze I am under, I straighten myself and smooth down my dress. God, my thighs are wobbly like jelly!
With an amused expression and mischievous gleam in his eyes, Edward smirks. Oh, he finds me hilarious, does he?
Casting him a mock-irritated glare, I ask, “What’s so funny?”
Edward laughed. “Nothing, sweetheart. Are you all right? You appear a little, ah… flushed. Should I drive you over to the hospital?”
Glowering at him, I take a step back and fold my arms across my chest. “Ha-ha, hilarious. No, that will not be necessary. Unless… would you care to give me a thorough exam yourself, Mr. Cullen?”
Smiling at him widely, I waggle my eyebrows suggestively and he blushes. Oh, how adorable, I embarrassed him!
Suddenly, his eyes darken with hunger and he exhales sharply. “Mmm, my sweet Bella, that is a very alluring offer. I would love to examine every inch of that delectable body of yours,”
Taking a single step, Edward closes the space between us and places his hands on my hips. Then ever so slowly, his slender fingers travel up, glide across my ribcage and I tremble in pleasure.
Just as he leans in for a kiss, a clearing of the throat captures our attention and unfortunately kills our heated mood.
*** Chapter 4 Teaser ***
His long fingers moved loose strands of hair off my face, and he leaned in to whisper in my ear once again. “I know what you want,” he said. His voice was everything erotic and sensual. “I see it every time you look at me, Isabella.”
I felt my eyes rolling back as my eyelids fluttered closed. I longed for more than just his hot, moist breath ghosting over my ear and cheek; I wanted him touching me, kissing me, pressing me up against the wall and having his way with me.
”Can’t you admit that you like me too?”
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*** Chapter 24 Wicked Teaser ***
After a few minutes, she speaks. “Well?”
I look up at her. “Well, what?”
“What do you mean, ‘well, what’? What on earth was that about earlier?”
I shrug. “I told you. I needed to get home. I’m on a tight turnaround on a weekend night. You know that, Bella.”
“I know I do, and you know that’s not what I’m talking about.” She sighs and crosses her arms.
“What?” I turn to face her properly.
“Stop avoiding the question,” she growls. “You never usually have a problem waiting for me, so why was there a problem tonight?”
I sigh. “Bella, I don’t want to get into this before work.”
“Well, I do! I don’t want you storming away again. Talk to me; tell me why you didn’t wait.”
I groan. “Because, Bella. I’m sick of waiting. It feels like it’s all I ever do. Your colleagues get to spend more time with you than I do these days.”
“That’s not true,” she says softly.
I go over and sit on the end of the bed. “It is, and you know it. After last weekend, you said you would work harder at not staying late, and that lasted until Tuesday. You’ve been late every night since.“
She looks as though I’ve just slapped her, but she doesn’t say anything.
Guilt rushes through me briefly, but I continue. After all, she’s the one who wants to have this conversation now. “I understand your job is demanding, but at the moment, it’s controlling your life.” I glance at my watch and realize I have to leave soon. I get up and finish getting ready as I talk. “You live for that place.”
Her eyes are still on me as she walks into the room and sits on the bed. She picks up a corner of the cover and plays with it on her lap. “I need this job, Edward,” she sighs. “I’ve always had a job I hate, or colleagues I can’t stand. Now, I have a job I enjoy and people I like working with.”
“It’s taking over your life, Bella,” I say, watching her reflection in the mirror.
She rolls her eyes at me, which I ignore. I don’t have the time or patience for another argument.
“You don’t get it, Edward.” Her eyes are back on the covers in her hands. “I have to work for my living. If I don’t have this job, then I have to find another one. I need to do whatever I can to keep it.”
“Don’t just stay at a job because you’re worried about finding another one. There are plenty of other places looking for journalists all the time,” I say softly.
“Not all of us have the luxury of rich parents,” she snaps.
*** Chapter 25 Wicked Teaser ***
I don’t even know what to say to that. I mean, love is all about forgiveness and sacrifice right? You forgive those who you love and you don’t hold grudges. That’s how it’s supposed to be.
But does the same rule apply when your best friend for life and after tells you that she doesn’t really want to marry you in the future because marriages suck and they don’t work out?
“Bella, you do love me right?” I ask again, for confirmation purposes, you know.
She looks at me like I’m dense and gives me her “duh” face. “Edward, just because I said I don’t want to consider marriage when I’m ten years old doesn’t mean I don’t love you!”
“Yeah, but…I’m twelve, Bells. I have to sort my future out. I mean, if you won’t accept when I propose when we’re both eighteen, then what’s the point of all this studying? Who am I going to earn the money for anyway?”
She huffs and rolls her eyes, wriggling on the hard bench in the cafeteria. “You’ve seen how my parents fight all the time, Ed. I don’t like to fight, so we can’t marry. You’re my best friend, best friends aren’t supposed to fight. If we marry, we’ll fight—that’s how marriage works.” And then she nods matter-of-factly.
Bullshit, I say.
*** Chapter 67 Wicked Teaser ***
I'm Jordan Uley. He is Emmett Cullen. I am Jordan. He is Emmett. I am her. He is him. I am. . . He's. . .
He's the scent blazing in my nostrils, cutting through my throat like the sharp silver edges of knives.
The tower of muscle is my target, waiting for me, provoking attack; challenging.
He's my target.
He's the hunter.
I'm the predator.
I'm the killer; I taste the metallic sting of salty red death on my tongue, so familiar it's a friend.
I'm the heat of a billion hells that bring me to the brink of pure rule and power.
I'm the wolf, and he's the demon.
I see it now.
I see it, and I know the bottomless pits of false emotion its hungry eyes.
Touches and kisses; cracks and snaps and hisses. Bleeding burns. The hollowness of my bones as warm golden saps my strength and bends my knees.
I see it in the demon, and the moment we lock eyes, I know.
The moment we lock eyes, I feel it. The jagged punch of hatred in my veins, so hot and real. The slashing and ripping as I'm turned inside out; twisted, remade into something different. Something unreal. What I really am.
There is no such thing as Jordan Uley. That's nothing but weak, spineless, pathetic excuse of a fighter; she's someone a heart that's foreign in wolf skin.
I am the wolf.
And the moment I see those gleaming eyes, clouded as a shining hue of scarlet swims through the yellow like a light of truth seeping through a maze of all of the fucking facades and lies, I know.
*** Chapter 8 Wicked Teaser ***
“Your father tells us that despite his warning, she had a boyfriend who is in fact a Cold One. Isn’t that true?”
“Yes, but she’s with me now. She saw that it was too dangerous for her to be with him.”
Holding his palm out, Old Quil interjected, “But it’s also true that she had intimate relations with him, and is now carrying his child. Am I wrong?” There was a buzz emanating from the participants surrounding the table at that comment.
The poor wolf boy was cornered. The facts were clear. This was a direct violation of the treaty.
“No, but she came to me. She changed her mind. Bella never thought he could father a child—she’s not happy about any of this.