200 Years Without The Cullens
What if Bella never jumped off her cliff? What if Edward never saw her die? What if he never came back?
My heart pounded, Laurent would kill me. I would become one of them. I spun around at the sound of a low growl, my eyes were greeted by five wolves, great big wolves. I turned back at the sound of a high pitched cackle, Victoria.
"Never fear, you will be one of us. I must avenge my mate," she cackled.
"You're wrong," I gasped, "Edward left. He's gone."
"A perfectly awful lie! But lord do you smell good," she breathed.
My life didn't exactly swim before my eyes, just HIM. Every moment I had spent with HIM. A sixth sense told me that Victoria was behind me. I heard Laurent scream. Maybe the wolves had got him. I twisted on the floor. Yes, he lay mangled and broken. Victoria growled, a low, throaty growl and I felt her teeth sink into my neck.
"Edward..." I breathed.
Hi, my name is Bella Swan. This is my story.