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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.

7. Dear Diary Part one

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It is the early hours of the morning, and I have yet to sleep. I do not believe I have ever gone this long without slumber. I am not tired. I am much to excited. This night has been a dream, a haze of feelings and events I can not even believe occurred, but they have. I have proof.

When I arrived home this night I was not surprised to see my father waiting for me in the entrance. His arms were crossed; I could not see his face due to the already set sun. I knew he was angry. A maid stood behind him, holding a message. I ducked my head.

"Hello Father." I said. He did not say anything; I knew he was staring at me.

"Explain, please." He whispered, trying to control his anger. I lifted my head and looked in his direction.

"I was with Jacob Black; he took me to meet his family, his friends." My confidence grew as I spoke. "If I knew that I was awaiting a trial at home I would have never left my bed this morning." I only wished that I didn't. The thought of my bed made me think about who had been in it last night. My dream had come true. If my father only knew what exactly I had done last night, he would lock me for eternity in my room. My father lowered his arms.

"You have a reputation to hold, you know." Charlie said.

"Yes I know, but what I did not know is that I was not allowed to spend time with my betrothed." I grimaced at the word. My father did not answer my statement.

"You missed dinner." He turned to my maid. "Cook her up something to eat." He spoke next to me. "I would rather if you did not make this a regular thing."

"Of course not."

My father left then, to his chambers. I stood there for a moment and then headed to the stairs.

"What would you like me to cook for you, miss?" My maid asked, stopping me from going any further.

"I'm not that hungry. I already ate." I looked up the stairs. "I think I'm going to retire now, I didn't get that much sleep last night." My maid nodded, and I turned around.

"Who would with him in there with you...?" She mumbled. I turned around.

"Excuse me?" Obviously I was not meant to hear her, because she blushed. She curtsied to the floor.

"Begging your pardon, miss. It is not my place." I watched her intently.

"You believe I was not alone in my room last night." I opened my mouth in realization. "You didn't trip this morning did you?" I asked. My maid looked up, her face flushed.

"No, miss." She whispered. I bit the inside of my cheek and watched her.

"If you tell anyone - my father... I..." I whispered.

"No, miss, never."

"Good. Good night." I said and headed the rest of the way up the stairs. I all but rushed into my room, closing the door silently behind me. His arms wound around my waist and I leaned into him, taking his scent.

"Hello, my Bella." Edward's voice was seductive. We didn't say anything for a long while. "Your maid's got quite a scream in her." He laughed.

"I'm hoping that's all you found quite about her..." I pressed my nose into a crease in his blouse.

"Isabella..." He moaned. "My love is only for you. No one compares." I looked up into his face. I believed him. "As for this Jacob Black fellow, I would understand if you found him more attractive than I." I made a disgusted look. He smiled and put his lips to mine. "Just checking, love." I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Do you love him?" He whispered.

"No." I answered immediately.

"Then why did you agree to marry him?"

"I had nothing to agree too, everything was etched in stone. I had no choice." The thought of what my father did made me sigh, it still does. Diary, I know he had good intention at heart. But, I am not meant for Jacob Black. Though he is a good man, he is not good for me.

"You still have a choice, my Bella."

"No, I do not believe that." I whispered. Edward looked at me intently, sliding his arms to my waist, he followed them. He pressed his cheek to my stomach.

"I hate corsets; a nasty invention. They ruin a woman's figure. Although I do love the temptation they make and the tease they have trying to untie them." His eyes glimmered; his fingers toyed with the strings of my corset.

"How many other...?" I whispered.

"None but you." He answered matter of factly

"Has no one else caught your eye?" I found this hard to believe.

"No one has captured my attention like you have; no one smells both as heavenly and devilishly at the same time."

"I smell devilishly?" I asked, offended.

"Your scent, love, is stronger to me than any other I have met. I want to devour you and drink every drop of your blood." He caught my sharp intake of breath. "But I would not. That is what makes you devilishly-every minute I spend with you is hell." He took in another long breath. "Ah, but I think I can live in this hell. Agony and pleasure both at the same time; a perfect recipe to keep me wanting you for eternity." I didn't smile, but I had no reason to frown. He had said he wanted me for an eternity.

"You could talk them out of it." I whispered. "I will tell them I have found someone else." I looked down into his burning eyes.

"Your father will say no." I believed him. "His is too attuned to your Jacob."

"He's not mine -"

"I know." He smiled. "You belong to me. I claimed you... More than once." I blushed. Edward pulled me down into his lap.

"Take me away." I took in a deep breath, "make me like you." He closed his eyes and put his forehead to mine.

"You would want to end your life-to be with me?"

"Yes." I breathed.

"You would let go of your lifestyle, everything you have-to be with me?"

"Yes." I sighed as he placed his lips to my neck. I curled my fingers in his hair. I could feel his teeth on my skin.

"Out of the question." He stated, taking his mouth away. Anger rose in me.

"So, what are you going to do? Just leave me? You've ruined me Edward. I could not be with anyone else. We have sinned and you're just going to leave?"

"You think I have ruined you?" I could see the hurt in his eyes. I could never see him like that, I hurt all over. I calmed my voice.

"You have given me a gift, Edward. Pleasure beyond anything I have ever felt. I love you. But, if you leave... I will have no one. I would be out casted if anyone found out." My voice cracked.

"You care about what others think. I'm not going anywhere, love." His voice was warm and liquid and he kissed me deeply. When he pulled away to let me breath, he saw me crying. He wiped away the betraying tears with his thumbs.

"If you don't want me like you, how can I believe that you will not leave?" I whispered.

"I do not want you to be like me. Not because I do not love you. Because I do not have a soul, Bella. I am so fond of yours; I do not want you to loose it all because of me."

"That's my decision to make." I whispered into his hand.

"Mine, too." He breathed.

"You will change your mind." I knew it then and I know it now. He didn't answer me, but he looked in my eyes. Our noses touched.

"Marry me first..." He whispered.


"It's my only condition."

"I thought you said my father-"

"Doesn't have to know." Edward finished. I took in a short breath, and realized he was serious. He saw doubt in my eyes, and his clouded over.

"Alright." I said. He looked at me, and smiled.


"Yes." I must have said something extremely good. His mouth broke out in a huge grin. I could see his teeth gleaming in the moonlight from outside. He tightened his hold on me, and I giggled as he kissed me all over. My face, my neck, my chest. I was blushing. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring. It was beautiful- oval with diamonds. It matched the locket I had found this morning-the one I had switched with my previous necklace. No one had noticed. Edward slid Jacob's ring off my hand and replaced it with his own. He kissed each of my fingers. I was scared, but for the right reasons. I was marrying the right person this time.

Edward picked me up and set me on my feet. He kissed my lips one more time, and then began to lead me to the window.

"Where are we going?" I wondered.

"It's only tradition that my betrothed meet my family." He laughed.

"I have."

"Not officially." I hesitated for a moment, and he stopped and looked down at me. "I'll protect you." I laughed at that.

"I'm not afraid of them biting me. I'm afraid of them hating me." He smiled.

"I can read their minds, love. They don't hate you." This is where he hesitated.

"What is it?"

"Nothing. She'll learn to love you." He said. He broke out in a grin, picked me up and leaped out the window. I was about to meet a pack of vampire; I wasn't nervous at all.