Einstein was right; Time is relative to the observer. When your looking down the barrel of a gun, time slows down. Your whole life flashes by, heartbreak and scars. Except I wasn't looking at the barrel of a gun, I was looking at him.

"That's it? You're just going to pretend like nothing happened?" [PAUL LAHOTE x OC] [BREAKING DAWN PART 1]

❝Happiness can be found in different ways. I see it in you and in my family. We're fighting on opposite sides but my love for you grows stronger everyday, even if the world is trying to tear the both of us apart.❞ [TWILIGHT - BREAKING DAWN] [BOOK ONE IN THE AMELIA CULLEN SERIES]

[COMPLETED] After an accident leaves 18 year old sporting star Eleanor in a wheelchair, her parents decide to relocate to Oakridge, Oregon to forget the trauma she endured. Eleanor finds herself drawn to the reclusive Cullens and one of them feels the same way. A/N: I do not own any of Stephenie Meyer's plot, characters, and dialogue. I've just used her story as a basis for mine. [Set before Twilight] Side note: Bella is NOT in this book.

❝I'd like to keep that instant and hold it still, forever and always.❞ [[book one]] [[twilight]] [[jasper hale a.u.]]

Seeing your parents die in front of you is one thing, but when Calla is accused of murdering them in cold blood it's just a way of gaining power. To protect herself from the fate of certain death she flees the pack. Upon being chased down by rogues then thrown into another packs jail for trespassing Calla thinks that her life is over. But that is just the start of her problems. The truth behind her parents death. A secret that must be kept at all costs. And a long list of enemies. Will Calla be able to keep herself together to fight for her position or will she let it all be taken away? Copyrights~All rights Reserved

Miley Swan is the older sister to Bella, she's protective, loyal and seems to be imprinted on by the alpha of a rag tag group of shape shifters. As Bella handles her breakup she isolates everyone out including Miley.... In fact she starts to act like she hates her. Will Sam be able to help fill the empty void? Or will it consumer her to the darkness she feels inside. #1 in Sam Uley 2/12/21 #6 in Imprint 03/06/23 #69 in sister 12/18/20 #1 in Jacob black 1/2/21 #1 in Seth Clearwater 6/23/21 #1 in Bella Swan 1/06/23 #1 in Embry call 03/06/23 #2 In Edward Cullen 03/31/23 #25 in twilight 03/21/23 #1 in werewolf 03/24/23 #7 in Paul Lahote 04/03/23 #1 in Leah Clearwater 12/26/24 #2 in vampires 03/31/23 #2 in Emmett Cullen 01/18/25 Completed 6/18/21

Training had become more difficult, along with my job, and having to lead a whole family of hunters, I was sure that I would die soon enough. Not only did killing Christopher help make me leader, it brought back the rest of the Argents within the direct bloodline. The pack helps me with control, Billy has me study every book, then comes when I train. Broken bones, cuts, bruises, scratches, scars, blood loss, but somehow it heals. Redhead is back, apparently my arrow wasn't enough, but now her main target isn't just Bella; she wants the Huntress that broke every code there was for Hunters. This wasn't just any ordinary Huntress, it was the one from both the Argent and Ellwood bloodlines. That Huntress is me, Jazmine Brooke Argent. Thing is: How the hell am I meant to survive? I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA Read the first book in this Trilogy First Arrow Book 2 in the Arrow Trilogy {Eclipse}

I walked slowly over to him and he looked up over his book. He smirked, “yes?” I sat on his lap and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around him. He let out a sigh of relief as I pressed my forehead against his neck. The warm of him brought comfort to me instantly. “Just hold me, please.” My plea was enough. I kept my breathing steady as much as I wanted to cry. We just sat on the floor curled up in each other. There was nothing sexual about it. I just needed a person and he knew that. He was my person and I needed him and he needed me. We would be that for each other. I layed my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I haven’t felt this safe in a long time.

This is a Paul Lahote love story. I appreciate those who chose and read it, even you ghost readers.