If hatred was a disease, and love was a drug, then they were both deathly ill... and heavily addicted.

[Just so everyone that reads this book knows, I have made the decision to just leave this book to rest. I won't edit it ever probably and no future sequels are even on the horizon. Therefore, the book will feel incomplete at the end as the sequel would've filled the gap between the last chapter and the epilogue, as well as filling the New Moon gap with mainly original content as I would've had her not be in Forks during New Moon. But I want to focus on writing my own original books, so I will probably never revisit this book to edit it, or at least not anytime soon! Sorry for anyone who is disappointed so if you read, just don't fully judge it too harshly please.] ❝I am not my hair. I am not my skin. I am the soul that lives within.❞ [the twilight saga] [twilight] [complete] © 2016-2018 | freaksandmonsters plot credit | @vaIeskas cover credit | @lokidyinginside

Sarelle is an ordinary 9 year old girl in 1910. However, one night she becomes an involuntary time traveller. She can't decide where she goes or when she leaves. How will her encounters with the Cullens effect their lives? ***I do NOT own this story. It is my best friend's story and I got it off fanfiction.net. Her user name is Deepcrimson91. I am just simply posting it on here so other people can enjoy it. Again, I do NOT own any material in this story. All rights go to their rightful owner(s).***

"Sometimes I wonder where my place on this world would be, and I finally realized once I was in your arms, your hands laced around mine, my head resting on your chest. That's where I belonged." [new moon]