An Interactive Twilight Experience.
Hatred for Carlisle had burned inside of me. The memory of that alone pained me, guilt consuming my chest. The reconciliations of the beginning were full of shame. How I could of felt anything but gratitude towards him, disobeyed him so blatantly, was now…Continue
Added by Dean Ficco on April 30, 2015 at 2:05pm — No Comments
Taking my seat on the flight, I slipped my tablet from my carry on smiling at the screensaver – a photo of myself, Kate, Irina, Carmen and Eleazar taking on the day of Edward and Bella’s wedding. Switching it to flight mode, I snapped the cover close. I couldn’t wait to be home.
I glanced up as something nudged against my arm. A bag had fallen from the overhead luggage compartment and landed in the seat next to me.
“I’m sorry about that. Are you okay?” A man…Continue
I had never found pleasure in the tedious routine of false , human life. I had thought, though in many ways I am glad I was incorrect, that I would have a much more protracted postponement from it all. With all the obsticals we had all been faced with I had more than expected a long, secluded break. But some how here I find myself. With a sigh I opened my…Continue
I sat in front of my window. I did this a lot over the past few months. I had watched the grass grow than die, and cover in snow. Measuring this time seemed impossible. It felt like years and only minutes all at the same time. I wasn't sure which of the two I preferred. On one hand it had been long enough where I should be getting over it. I wasn't of course, but knowing I should be gave me an odd…Continue
Added by Dean Ficco on April 17, 2015 at 3:17pm — No Comments
The pain that seared through every measure of my being was beyond anything I had ever thought possible. If I were capable of coherent thought, I would have questioned how I was still alive. I had wished I wasn't. Like tree roots, my insides twisted around each other so that they may never untangle, a permanent consequence of my actions. Each tree root a different emotion, the…Continue
She kicked the thick quilt, her eyebrows pinched together in frustration. She was as unfond of our compromise as I was. It was, however, necessary. I doubted I would ever become use to the unyielding magnetism her small frame had against me. I had always assumed that, with time, it was something that would diminish . Slowly loosening it's grip on me so that eventually I would be…Continue
You would think that, by now, I would be use to this. The fire in my throat egnited, sending the monster into a frenzy. She crushed herself close to me knowing that I would resrain her despite myself. Gently, I pulled my face away from hers. She was always entirely too willing to push her luck. But then again, I couldn't call anything that has happened in the past year luck. My…Continue