"I don't know what real love feels like..." Jacob muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, a hint of embarrassment creeping into his cheeks.
Aiyana's heart ached at his words. She frowned, pausing for a moment before kneeling in front of him, the...
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~ RESIST ~ twilight movies one - five fem oc x jacob black
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AT FIRST, IT WAS JUST DREAMS, flashes of my future, then it started happening while I was awake. I'd predict what would happen minutes before it did. My parents believed it was just a coincidence, just silly déjà vu but when it started happening multiple times a day, they knew it had to do with my mother's psychic gifts.
She possessed the ability to hear others' thoughts and predict moments ahead of time. But she was the most valuable asset to the pack since she could speak to spirits, speak to our ancestors.
The night before my mother was killed I dreamed about it, at ten years old not only did I see my mother die—I felt it. When I woke up I assumed it was just a regular old nightmare but I was so wrong.
After that I haven't used my so-called "gift", I love my ancestors and I cherish them but I despise that they had to pass the curse on at all.
Once my older twin brothers Elias and Sawyer turned eighteen they left along with my grandfather and his pack. They visited on holidays, birthdays, and at least a few days a month but it was heartbreaking watching them leave every time knowing that there was a chance they never would come back.
Now don't get me wrong I love my little sister Cheyenne with all my heart but there would always be an emptinesses whenever my big brothers were gone. Leaving me to deal with Fork's havoc.
