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Edward and Isabella

Based in London, Edward's time. Isabella is forced to move to London to marry. Not just anyone: Jacob Black. She'd much rather die than marry Jacob. She meets and falls for Edward. this man's family isn't liked among people. Oh yea, and he's secretly a vampire. It's all over, folks.Let's all applaud Iris for the amazing banner!made by the ever wonderful Iris

This is just a story that came to me as I was reading Eclipse. Do not be worried, for there are no spoilers what-so-ever... EXCEPT for one, but it doesn't mean anything important. If you haven't read Eclipse, you wont even notice it. And, if you have, you would have to have a keen eye to notice it. So, I'm just going to shut up and let you read it now. I hope it reminds you of your modern day love triangle, as well as your favorite Shakespearian tragedy.

2. Act II

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"Hello? Edward? Do you think you can pay attention for a second, or is that completely out of your mind span?"

Edward looked up into his sisters eyes. Putting his quill down gently.

"Hello? Alice?" He said mockingly, "Do you think you can leave me alone for once? Oh wait, that is out of your mind span." He smiled. Alice just smiled back and glared at him. Edward let out a breath. "Alright, what was it you were saying? I promise to pay attention."Alice clicked here tongue, shaking her head impatiently.

"Look here," She pointed to the paper in front of her.

"Interesting." Edward said, glancing at the paper and then looking down at his own work. He started to pick up his quill again.

"Of coarse it's interesting. It's the party to kill all parties. It has got to be the party of the century!"

"We would know." Rosalie added, walking into the room and sitting beside Alice. " I know I'm going."

"Me too. I'm trying to get Edward to come. Won't you join us, Edward?" Edward looked up into Alice's eyes. You can only imagine all the beautiful women that will be attending, Alice added with her mind. Edward rolled his eyes.

"That's why I'm not going. It's a waste of time." Edward answered, looking back down at his work. He had to chance to scratch out one word before Rosalie cut in.

"Edward. We have the time to waste. We're immortal remember? Besides, you're starting to disappear from the lack of fresh air."

"Exactly, you're starting to look a bit transparent. Ah, come on Edward, everyone's going. Even Carlisle and Esme..." Alice chimed. Edward knew he wasn't going to get out of this one. He sighed.

"Alright, I'll make an appearance."

"Fantastic!" Both Alice and Rosalie cheered.


"Isabella." Charlie took his daughters face in both hands, kissing her on the forehead before letting go. Isabella smiled carefully. She turned around and looked at the butler holding her bags, she looked at her father again.

"So, where's my room?" She grinned when her father laughed.

"I'll show you personally," He said, taking her elbow and leading her up the stairs. "Well, what do you think?" Charlie asked again when he opened her bedroom door. Isabella gasped.

"Oh, Dad." Bella smiled. She looked at the huge canopy bed and the luxurious wall hangings. She ran forward and swung open the French doors leading to the balcony. The side walls were covered in creeping ivy, and she smiled at the wooden bench carved into the side of the rails. She turned around to look at her father. "I like it."

"Well, I'll let you two get acquainted." He smiled and closed the door behind him. The second he door shut she slammed the door closed and threw herself onto the bed.

"I hate it. I hate it. I hate it." She cried into her stiff pillows.


Isabella sat at the dining table across from her father. They both ate in silence. Bella tried not to look at him, for she wondered when he was going to bring up the topic of marriage. She didn't have to wonder for much longer. Charlie's fork clanged when he dropped it on his plate.

"Tomorrow night is the Smither's Ball."


"Well, I thought that would be the perfect moment to introduce you to Jacob. You two haven't seen each other in years, it will be a bit tough for you to get to know each other again."


"So, he will pick us both up at five..."

"I thought the ball didn't start until eight?"

"Yes, well, the Smithers' have invited a select few for a formal dinner."


"I had my maid pick out a nice dress for you, I hope you like it."

Isabella liked the dress, she loved the dress. She just didn't like the prospect of being forced into a relationship.


"So how are you enjoying London so far?" William Black, Jacob's father, asked from across the dining table the next night. Bella looked up.

"It's a beautiful city." She answered, taking a bite of her mashed potatoes.

"It is, with many beautiful people, which are arriving every day." He answered. Bella just smiled. Bella looked up at Jacob. He was watching her intently; she saw something in his eyes that she had never seen before. Lust? There was a knock at the door. Jacob looked down at his plate. His upper lip curled up for a fraction of a second before his face relaxed.

"I wonder who that could be..." John Smithers smiled to the table before rising to fetch the door. Out of no where, butlers came and took their plates away.

"Why don't you go get changed, Bella?" Charlie said. "The event is about to start."


Bella smoothed her hands down the front of her dress. The dress was long and cream coloured. Her corset was tight, but for some reason it made her feel better, like it was holding her in one piece. She was so nervous about going downstairs; her heart was beating faster than a hummingbird's wings. Isabella knew that downstairs, hundreds of people were waiting to see her for the first time: the mysterious daughter of Charles Swan. Bella took a deep breath and started to descend the staircase.

As she came close to the ground level, everyone's talking turned into gentle whispers as they watched Bella come closer. She almost tripped when she hit the bottom step, but steadied herself just in time. Jacob was there waiting for her and she couldn't refuse to put her arm through his; unwillingly letting the entire crowd know that she was taken. Bella was afraid to look into their faces, but couldn't help herself. Her eyes landed as if they were pulled to a certain person in the crowd. He was standing off to the side, but she recognized him at once. He was the man from her day dream back home. He was watching her with a confused look on his face.

Bella turned her head to look at her father.

"I see the Cullens were invited." Charlie said with a look of disgust.

The Cullens...