Grown Up Renesmee Novels & Stories

At first, we were just confiding friends, but we've been friends ever since. Renesmee is not a gentle person. The blood of the British nobility runs through her body. The strict rules of a noble family have molded her into a tough woman. She fled to America to pursue her dreams, study law, and succeed as a lawyer. “Someday, one of us might get married. I hope you won't forget me,” Renesmee said as she lay down beside me. I stared out the window, following the flight of butterflies that reminded me of the tattoo on my chest. “I can't promise, but I will definitely not forget you. I'm not the kind of person who forgets kindness easily.”

My Lycan purrs when I smell the familiar scent of Fresh water and Forest floor scent of my most loyal bodyguard, Hectar. I don't know why she always does that, and she never tells me. My Lycan, Renesemee, is an old and powerful one with a strong and unformidable spirit. Ofcourse, as the only living heir of the Vacrelie bloodline. And she is not one to fancy others.

The girl was born with such a beautiful face, but she was disabled. "How old are you? Have you reached eighteen? You look like just fifteen or sixteen. I'm nineteen. Oh, not exactly. I'll turn twenty after the New Year, so you should call me elder sister." The girl looked at her in silence. "Do you think I talk too much?" Renee looked at her curiously, "Actually, I don't have to talk. It makes me happy by just looking at you. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. You're so charming! Can I take a photo with you? I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to see such a beautiful girl again in the future."

I will keep her a secret to satisfy me when I need release. I make my way back downstairs and see Harris’ mate Jules and daughter Rachel. Rachel just turned 18 years old and didn’t find her mate on her birthday. Come to think of it, I don’t remember Rebel there being an 18th birthday for her either. “Alpha Cullen! We are so excited to have you here for dinner in our humble home.” Jules says. Honestly, her voice is nauseating but with a tight smile I reply, “It’s certainly an interesting evening.”

she confirms. I feel my eyes changing and Domino taking over, my voice rough. “Hello, mate, I will see you soon,” he says, winking at her. I see Dira, or rather Reneeira, giggling. Oh no, we have teenage wolfs. Only the Goddess knows what they will do when left to their devices. Dira blinks back, and her eyes return to her chocolate brown. “Welcome back, gorgeous,” I say. “Okay, so Reneeria decided to come out. Guess you met her,” she asks me.

She asked him not to get what he was saying. "Yes, You are remembering the things of reincarnation." Renesmee's eyes went wide in shock. She wasn't able to digest the truth that it was her second birth. "So that means you know it's……" Renesmee held her head as a ping sound echoed throughout her head making it difficult for her to bear it. Suddenly she fell unconscious. It was so fast that Jordan could not understand what just happened. He was about to scoop her but before he could do that his head spun and he also fell unconscious near Ren.

the nurse spoke once again and the kid gently shook her head. Her response made the headmaster fix his final decision, “You shall be named Renesmee Fuentes, for you will be reborn under my care and you will be loved.” Those words that were coming from his mouth made the child look at him with wonder. “Renesmee, what a lovely name!” the nurse commented with a soft smile. “Are you feeling good, little Esme? Are you hungry? Let me make a snack for you, so you could regain your strength and become really strong.”